Doomsday Stewed Salted Fish C44.1

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Chapter 44. (1/2)

Sha City, suburbs.

Fenghuo picked and chose and finally found a two-story house that was well preserved.

“Little fairy, clean it up.”

Walking around the house, Fenghuo winked at Gu Fan.

Gu Fan smiled.

She followed the team to train, so she could no longer hide her attack and explained her origins to the four people.

Since then, Fenghuo changed her name to Little Fairy, even though she was still a long way from becoming a fairy.

Reciting the formula silently, Gu Fan performed a dust removal technique on the entire house.

The spiritual power consumed by the dust removal technique is related to the cleanliness of the target object. The walls of this house that had been abandoned for fifty years were mottled and full of dust. The spiritual power consumed might be more than Gu Fan would spend cleaning herself for a hundred years.

Fortunately, the effect was very obvious. The tables and chairs inside were spotless when the five people entered the house.

“We will stay here for the next two days. I’ll cook you a few big meals to improve your diet.” Fenghuo stood at the door of the old-fashioned kitchen and said with satisfaction. He liked this kind of stove-style kitchen without electricity and gas.

Gu Fan thought everyone was tired after running around for three consecutive months and wanted to rest well here.

It was just two o’clock in the afternoon. There was no rush to cook. Everyone first puts furniture in the house in order to facilitate life.

There were three bedrooms on the second floor. The old wooden beds were taken to the yard and dismantled as firewood. Xinghe released five camp beds from the space crystal core.

This space crystal core was Taishan.

When a superpower dies, they will also leave their crystal core.

Taishan died in a group of monsters. He did not leave a complete body. No one knew where the crystal core fell. Later, Lu Ya led people to clean up the battlefield and collect all the supplies. All the crystal cores found were handed over to him. Taishan is an A-level warrior. The crystal core space he left behind is huge. There are only a dozen A-level space power users in the entire base. Lu Ya checked the items inside and judged that the crystal core belonged to Taishan based on the off-road vehicle of the Xinghe team.

Lu Ya handed the crystal core to Xinghe intact.

So, Taishan returned to the team.

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Qingteng assisted Fenghuo to cook.

Xinghe asked Gu Fan to stay in the residential area. He and Meng Lianying went to other places in the town to check if there were any available supplies.

Before sunset, the two came back. In addition to a small amount of supplies, they also brought back a stack of well-preserved red paper.

Gu Fan: “What is this for?”

Meng Lianying smiled: “Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, let’s also put up a few Spring Festival couplets to add to the festive atmosphere.”

Gu Fan suddenly understood that it was the New Year.

Ordinary people in her Continent also celebrate the New Year at home, similar to Earth’s customs.

Fenghuo flipped the red paper with his left hand and looked at his companions: “We have the red paper, but do you have ink? Besides, who can write calligraphy? Lianying, can you do it? You are the only one who has attended a proper school here.”

Meng Lianying: “I have never used a calligraphy brush, but it’s OK if I can write. Anyway, I’m not writing to make money.”

The two of them kept arguing, and Gu Fan took out the inkstone, brush, and red candle from her storage bracelet, which looked antique.

Fenghuo asked curiously: “Do you cultivators need this?”

Gu Fan: “No, this is the way out I prepared for myself. If I can’t become an immortal, I will go back and be an ordinary person.”

Fenghuo: “Then have you prepared gold?”

Gu Fan smiled and took out four golden longevity locks: “I’ll give them to you. Consider them as New Year’s money given to you by your old aunt.”

Except for Xinghe who smiled slightly, Fenghuo, Meng Lianying, and Qingteng all stared at her.

After protesting Gu Fan’s joke, which was not funny, Fenghuo picked up a longevity lock and bit it. It was heavy and pure gold!

After the inspection, Fenghuo asked Gu Fan to put the treasure away: “Keep it. When one of us starts a family and has children, you can give it to him.”

It was really useless now, so Gu Fan put it away.

After dinner, they lit candles. Meng Lianying coughed, picked up Gu Fan’s brush, and wrote the couplet with the attitude of an old scholar.

Fenghuo: “Your handwriting is like a dog crawling.”

Meng Lianying: “Here’s the pen, you write.”

Fenghuo really wrote one word.

His handwriting was not very good, so Xinghe took over. After writing it, Xinghe gave it to Qingteng, and finally, Gu Fan took over.

After several rounds of this, a couplet was written. The content came from Meng Lianying, the only intellectual in the team: “A hundred years of heaven and earth return to vitality, unified mountains and rivers, and peace reigns – peace and prosperity for the country and the people.”

After writing the couplet, Meng Lianying thought of the past and sighed: “My cousin’s family always posts this couplet during the Spring Festival every year.”

The couplet was written by the old man himself, but unfortunately, the old man is gone this year.

Xinghe looked at the couplet and said, “Remember it, and the old man’s efforts will not be in vain.”

The next morning, Meng Lianying posted the couplet by himself and used his supernatural power to make a metal frame for the couplet to ensure that it would not be blown away by the wind.

To eat dumplings in the evening, Meng Lianying caught a C-level monster, peeled the skin, took the meat, and chopped the stuffing. Gu Fan took Qingteng to find some vegetables because there used to be residents here. Although the people disappeared, those vegetables grew and kept seeds year after year and continued.

The dumplings were cooked, and everyone lit a few candles and had a simple New Year’s Eve dinner.