CHAPTER 193: 186 FALLING FROM THE SKY: BIG AND SMALL BUNDLES (TWO IN ONE)_2

If she didn’t do something, her conscience would be uneasy.

"Sigh..." In the steaming hot kitchen, Master Xiao Chun sighed for the 101st time. Someone from above had just come to tell him to prepare rice in new and creative ways. What else could rice be turned into? Rice balls? Sushi?

"Master Xiao Chun, I’m going to step out for a bit," Tian Sangsang said. In truth, she wanted to tell him, "Master, stop sighing already. Don’t you know you’ve got a giant pot of rice in front of you?" But bringing up "stepping out" at this moment would only make people roll their eyes.

"Go on, then," Master Xiao Chun said, waving her off.

Stepping out was just an excuse. Relieved, Tian Sangsang left the kitchen and ducked into a patch of woods. The trees there were slanted every which way, with cracks snaking across the ground, making it a perfect hiding spot. After ensuring no one was around, she turned and entered her space.

Tomorrow, everyone would be transported to a new place to await the rebuilding of towns and cities. This would be a long process—eight years, or even ten. Whether or not people would even want to return in the future was uncertain. But this was the last night, and Tian Sangsang wanted everyone to eat well, to face tomorrow with full stomachs.

From her space, Tian Sangsang took out over a hundred potatoes, more than fifty heads of crystal cabbage streaked with yellow and green, over fifty plump watermelons, more than fifty carp, five boxes of mandarins, eighty pounds of pork belly, and over sixty pounds of spare ribs. She didn’t dare take out too much—just enough for tonight’s meal.

Drizzling rain lingered in the air as waves of heat rolled through. Thankfully, there were no onlookers here—otherwise, seeing a person and sacks of supplies materialize out of thin air in the open air would surely make her the subject of suspicion, if not fear. Tian Sangsang counted the goods, set them down, and began to think of a way to notify the others—something that wouldn’t arouse suspicion toward her. To be cautious, she wore gloves while doing all this. Even if someone tried to check for fingerprints, they wouldn’t trace back to her.

"Sangsang." Suddenly, Guan Kunling’s calm voice rang out, startling Tian Sangsang so badly that she jumped.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. Creeping around like a ghost—silent and unseen.

Guan Kunling’s face showed no expression. "It’s my duty."

So you were secretly spying, huh? Tian Sangsang spoke seriously, "There’s nothing left in the kitchen. I was planning to bring them some supplies—enough to let everyone have a good meal. But we can’t reveal our identities."

She had come to trust Guan Kunling by now, which is why she spoke so candidly. After all, Guan Kunling had saved Yanyan’s life.

Guan Kunling didn’t ask further questions, nodding knowingly.

For a moment, their eyes met. Suddenly, they held their breaths. In the stillness of the air, a sound emerged—not the sound of rain, but a mingled scent of ammonia as though someone was relieving themselves.

"Sangsang, hide quickly. I’ll stay here," Guan Kunling said, scanning the surroundings warily with a glint of killing intent flashing in her eyes.

"Be careful." In less than a second, Tian Sangsang vanished right before her.

Under a nearby tree, Zhou Zheng wiped the sweat off his brow and pulled up his pants. "Goddamn, there’s nothing like the feeling of finishing a piss."

In these harsh weather conditions and amid the devastating natural disasters, people’s true natures were easily brought out—just like Zhou Zheng’s.

Strutting nonchalantly, Zhou Zheng plucked a stalk of foxtail grass from the side of the path and stuck it into his mouth.

Lunch had been way too meager. His stomach was still growling with hunger. Why couldn’t everyone just die together? Or better yet, why couldn’t all the people he hated die far, far away, leaving only him? How great would that be? Amidst the chaos, he could rob everyone blind, and he’d no longer have to endure hard times.

But no, there was still Chen Ming, healthy and strong. And Tian Tian... that sly little slut, swaying her fox tail high in the air because of Chen Ming’s attentions. And Chen Ying, Chen Ying... He missed the days when she used to bring him meals. Too bad she hadn’t died either. Word was she got her leg crushed by a boulder, but with a bit of rest, she’d fully recover and wouldn’t even need an amputation.

This damn woman had absurdly good luck.

But what good was luck? It wasn’t like she’d end up with him anyway.

"Huh?" Zhou Zheng stopped in his tracks, rubbed his eyes, and then ran toward Guan Kunling. But his gaze didn’t settle on her—it dropped to the ground instead. "Doctor, what is this?"

The beautiful doctor in white didn’t catch his attention for long. His eyes were glued to the sacks on the ground. One of the sacks had split open at the top, revealing a handful of large green watermelons.

Was it hunger that was messing with his eyes? A beautiful lady and watermelons, both appearing together?

"Where did you come from? And what did you see?" Guan Kunling asked coldly.

Although it was a scorching day, Zhou Zheng suddenly felt a chill and couldn’t help but hunch his shoulders. "I... I came here to relieve myself, then wandered a bit and saw you." In truth, he had heard faint rustling sounds earlier while peeing, but he hadn’t cared at the time, and he certainly wasn’t paying attention to it now.