Zuo Qingya blew on the hair that had fallen in front of her eyes, looked at everyone, and noticed that they all had tools to help them!

She? Zuo Qingya looked at her hands. Uh? I only have hands. How tragic. I need to make up for it.

Zuo Qingya got up, found the administrator, and expressed her need to use the restroom. The administrator waved her hand, indicating that Zuo Qingya could leave.

Zuo Qingya left the crowd, and a tail followed behind her. How wonderful! The tail sped up and soon disappeared from sight.

"Where is he? He's nowhere to be seen!"

Zuo Qingya hung upside down from the tree and waved: "Hi, are you looking for me?"

Wei Zhirong was startled when he heard the voice, but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Zuo Qingya. His eyes turned fierce, and he threw a fireball at Zuo Qingya.

Zuo Qingya was speechless. All they could do was fireballs. Did they have no other attack methods? That was the only skill they knew.

Zuo Qingya dodged it with a quick movement.

Seeing this, Wei Zhirong increased the speed at which he condensed fireballs, throwing them one after another, but Zuo Qingya dodged them all.

Zuo Qingya thought to herself, "Is this what an attack by a superhuman is like? It's so weak. I dodged it so easily. Honestly, it's not very lethal."

Wei Zhirong had thrown so many fireballs that he was almost out of his supernatural abilities, but he hadn't managed to hurt Zuo Qingya in the slightest. He was getting anxious and knew he couldn't let things continue like this. Wei Zhirong seized an opportunity, took out a string of firecrackers from his pocket, lit them, and threw them toward Zuo Qingya.

"Huh??? So, if they can't beat them, they resort to firecrackers?"

Wei Zhirong lit the firecrackers and ran away.

Zuo Qingya didn't even realize what was happening.

Wei Zhirong ran incredibly fast, but how could Zuo Qingya let him go? Although she had never killed anyone, as long as he wasn't dead, she felt no pressure. Breaking his legs wasn't too much to ask, was it? He already wanted to kill her, so crippling both his arms wasn't too much to ask, was it? Throwing him into the mountains shouldn't be too much to ask either, right? Whether he lived or died then would depend on his own abilities. Sigh… what if he got some opportunity and came back to seek revenge? The more Zuo Qingya thought about it, the more she felt it would be better to just kill him, treat him like a mosquito, and swat him with one slap. Why make things so complicated! Someone who wanted her dead, just kill him.

Thinking this way, Zuo Qingya did just that, one slap was enough.

Wei Zhirong coughed up blood and died. Zuo Qingya felt that death was not enough; he had to be reduced to ashes.

Fortunately, they had collected gasoline beforehand. They poured gasoline on Wei Zhirong's body and set it on fire. After the body was burned, Zuo Qingya collected the remains on the ground. Suddenly, she remembered something and couldn't help but ask Xiao Guaiguai.

"Little darling, does the system recycle real-world trash?"

"Host, the system can recycle any kind of trash, as long as it's trash."

"Then will the body be recycled?"

"We recycle all inanimate waste."

Zuo Qingya stroked her chin. "So, the corpse from earlier can also be retrieved?"

"Yes, host."

Zuo Qingya then released the remains of the corpse and placed them into the transformation nest, awaiting the results.

Hearing the "ding," Zuo Qingya confirmed that the conversion was complete. She thought to herself that she wouldn't have to waste gasoline so much in the future. It was troublesome, fuel-consuming, and smelly.

Zuo Qingya returned to the group and continued her weeding mission.

At noon, everyone had a one-hour break, after which they continued weeding. They could only collect their food after work in the afternoon.

Zuo Qingya received her food and followed the group back to her small bed in the city, but when she arrived, her spot had already been taken.

Zuo Qingya frowned, not wanting to cause any trouble. She didn't have much stuff to begin with—just a backpack, a folded straw mat, and a thin blanket. Once she packed it all up, she was ready to leave. She didn't say much, just lowered her head to pack her things and prepared to go.

Then I heard a loud, booming voice coming from a distance.

"Who are you? Sneaking around in front of my makeshift bed, are you trying to steal something?"

Zuo Qingya didn't pay much attention because it was too noisy here. She had already walked halfway when she sensed someone coming towards her shoulder. She turned around and dodged the person who was attacking her.

"Hey...you thief, you dare to hide."

Zuo Qingya looked at the angry old woman across from her with the same look she would give a lunatic.

"Auntie, are you crazy?"

Li Guiping rolled up her sleeves and said, "Hey...you thief, who are you calling a thief?"

"I'm talking about you."

"You thief, you stole my things, and you still have the nerve to say that?"

Zuo Qingya, with an expression that said this guy was seriously ill, said, "Who stole your things?"

"It was you, I saw it all."

"What did I steal from you? Tell me."

What are you holding in your hand?

Zuo Qingya looked at her backpack with a crazy expression: "Backpack! Are you blind?"

At this moment, Li Guiping had already seen the backpack and felt uneasy. She recognized the backpack; it had been there before. Could it be that this woman had slept on this bed before?

Li Guiping was a little scared and uneasy, but she didn't want to give up her spot. This was the best floor mat she had seen; the other places were all so dirty.

Li Guiping whispered, "You are the thief."

Zuo Qingya snorted: "I was about to leave anyway, but since you put it that way, I'll have to argue with you."

"You shameless old lady, this floor mat was originally mine. I was just out weeding with everyone, and you took it over and then accused me of being a thief."

"What did I steal from you?"

Li Guiping spoke politely, but stammered and couldn't explain why.

At this moment, Honghua, who had just returned, spoke up: "That's right, just tell me what that girl stole from you?"

“That girl came here yesterday and slept right next to me. When did she change partners?”

Li Guiping said with a roguish look, "So what? I'm sleeping here now, so this makeshift bed is mine! Let's see who dares to take it."

Honghua snorted coldly and said, "You think that just because you're lying here, this is yours? You didn't even ask if we agreed." As she spoke, several people appeared around Honghua.

Seeing this, Li Guiping became frightened and lacked confidence. She hurriedly packed her things, but said righteously, "Hmph...who cares about this floor mat? I'm leaving!" After saying that, she ran away in a flash.

Zuo Qingya stared in astonishment and gave Honghua a thumbs up.

“Girl, next time you see someone like that, there are so many of us here! Don’t be afraid, just yell back.”

Zuo Qingya nodded: "Okay!"

Zuo Qingya never expected Honghua to be so enthusiastic and even help her. Wasn't she afraid that she would be an ingrate?

"Thank you, Sister Hua."

"It's pitiful for a girl like you to be out and about all by yourself."

Zuo Qingya wants to say that she is not pitiful, but her current persona is that she is only concerned with herself and not the rest of the family.