Jiang Hua said, “Remember to take a hot shower when you get back.”
“Mm mm.”
Tong Sui closed the door. He wasn’t very wet; the hem of his pants was only slightly muddy.
Since he was already dirty, he thought to enter the space first to plant the seedlings and seeds.
He opened the space ring and, feeling spirited, entered the space for the first time.
Unlike the air tainted with a faint stench of decay in the apocalypse, the air in this space was subtly sweet and fresh, while the ground beneath him felt damp and fertile.
Truly, this was a treasure only the protagonist could possess.
Tong Sui took out the small shovel he had prepared in advance and easily cleared a plot of land.
He planted different varieties of seeds separately.
After finishing all this, Tong Sui was so tired he could hardly straighten his back. His hands were muddy and uncomfortably damp.
Not far from him was a winding stream, and as he walked over to wash his hands, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a spiritual spring in this space.
He wandered around in the space and indeed found the spiritual spring.
According to the original plot, the protagonist used this spiritual spring to wash his marrow and refine his bones, further enhancing the purity of his spiritual roots, even awakening a second type.
The spring water was crystal clear, faintly swirling with some kind of energy.
Tong Sui tried to cup some water in his hands.
The water from the spring was icy cool and had a natural sweetness to it, far more delicious than ordinary mountain spring water.
Aside from the taste being a bit different, Tong Sui didn’t feel anything else unique.
It was probably ineffective for ordinary people without spiritual roots.
Tong Sui exited the space.
Next, he only needed to check on the growth of the crops from time to time.
He picked up a clean outfit and walked into the bathroom.
The hot water flowed over him.
Tong Sui pulled the damp hair from his forehead, gradually feeling something was off.
A surge of heat welled up from deep within him, as if his body had been ignited, making him feel hot all over.
He adjusted the water temperature lower.
Even so, it couldn’t combat the heat inside him.
His pale skin flushed a light pink from the heat, and a slick layer of dirt oozed out from his pores, washed away by the flowing water.
Tong Sui weakly pressed his hand against the wet wall, every breath he exhaled felt scorching.
After an unknown amount of time, the layer of dirt stopped surfacing. His originally flawless skin became even more delicate, radiating a newborn glow.
Tong Sui reached out and turned off the showerhead.
Wrapping himself with a dry towel, he tried to circulate the excess energy in his body, but everything around him was eerily quiet; nothing happened.
It seemed he hadn’t awakened any spiritual roots?
Tong Sui got dressed and opened the bathroom door.
The room was dark.
Outside, rain continued to pour heavily as if the sky had ripped open to drown the whole world.
He gazed outside, and on the horizon, an unusual red hue faintly appeared.
In another room,
After Jiang Hua finished his shower and sat down, he heard the door being knocked on sharply.
Thinking of something, he quickly stood up and walked over.
When the door opened, a handsome boy stood outside, holding snacks and tea, dressed in a thin layer of clothing. “Team Hua, I made some snacks by hand. Can I come in and chat with you?”
“It’s not convenient.”
Jiang Hua frowned and impatiently shut the door.
The door slammed shut, leaving the boy outside feeling rejected.
“…”
Before the apocalypse, he was at least an idol who relied on his looks, but this mixed-race boy was too cold.
If it weren’t for those people forcing him to give up his share of the work after everything was done, he wouldn’t even want to do this.
The boy, holding the tray, glanced toward the next room.
If he couldn’t win this way, he would switch tactics.
The boy pulled down his collar a bit more, showcasing his proud collarbones, and knocked on Tong Sui’s door.
As Jiang Hua was originally turning away after closing his door, he heard a knock on the neighboring door that abruptly halted his steps.
His hearing was exceptional.
He could wholeheartedly confirm that the guy outside was knocking on Tong Sui’s door.
Jiang Hua clicked his tongue.
There were many people in the Huabei base trying to rely on their looks to curry favor with the ability users; that guy’s methods were simply too clumsy.
But would Tong Sui be aware of it?
That guy was dressed so lightly, almost as if he wanted to take off all his clothes.
What if—
“Creak.”
He heard the sound of the door next door opening.
Jiang Hua’s body tensed momentarily as he listened to the familiar phrases from next door.
The raindrops outside pounded against the ground.
He heard Tong Sui’s voice, “Come in.”
Jiang Hua’s heart was suddenly more chaotic than the heavy rain outside.
He paced back and forth in the room.
Just the thought of them being alone in the next room felt like countless bugs were gnawing at his heart, with bitter juices flowing.
Jiang Hua pulled out the small knife he always carried.
Looking at the sharp blade, a dark cloud loomed near enough to crush his reason.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the boy who was let into Tong Sui’s room shivered.
He placed the tray down in his hands.
Tong Sui turned on the light in the room and pulled a chair over for him. “Sit down.”
He then sat down opposite him.
The boy looked at his face and instantly froze.
In the dim light earlier, he only thought the person who opened the door was fragrant, but now that he looked, he was astounded.
This person was dozens of times more attractive than all the celebrities he had encountered in the entertainment industry.
His skin was unbelievably well-maintained, with red lips and white teeth.
The boy unintentionally met Tong Sui’s eyes.
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