"Ah—" Li Qianxia wailed, "I forgot I had to go back! I'd rather die here!"

Yang Qinglan's expression was also not good.

The two of them are homesick right now, missing their soft, comfortable bed and hot baths.

The wilderness is no place for humans.

Li Changzhou glanced at his sister and said calmly:

"Everyone has another self, a stronger and more persevering self, but it lies dormant within. You use the value game as a tool to help awaken it and elevate this stronger self."

"The premise is that your spirit is strong enough to use the value game as a tool." Yang Qinglan heated the cuffs of her shirt. "You need to read books. They can make your spirit strong and make the chaotic clear."

Li Qianxia let out another "Ah—", this time a desperate wail.

"You two, stop torturing me."

After the clothes dried, Li Qianxia used her own clothes to make a simple dress for Xiao Luobo.

She's quite skilled; she learned to operate a sewing machine from her grandmother.

"What is this?" Little Radish pulled at his collar, revealing a tiny cleavage.

"Clothes are like your former body hair," Li Qianxia explained patiently.

"Sigh." Little Radish suddenly sighed, sat down on a small stone, rested his chin on his hands, and stared at the flames as if contemplating life.

"What's wrong?" Li Qianxia looked at it in confusion.

"Without fur, nobody plays with me anymore. I'm just an adult and haven't even mated yet, sigh."

"..." Li Qianxia didn't know what to say.

Li Changzhou poked at the fire and laughed, "It's nothing, we've never mated here."

"Really?!" Little Radish perked up immediately.

“But there’s one who’s been indulging in excessive pleasures,” Yang Qinglan said calmly. She didn’t look at the person, but her words were directed at him.

"Excessive indulgence?"

"Cough cough, the smoke is so pungent. By the way, Little Radish, what brings you here again?"

"Didn't we meet during the day?"

"What I mean is, how come I ran into you in the game again?"

"Oh, I see. I try it every night before I go to sleep. If there's no danger, I come in. There's no danger today."

"Then how did you find us?" Li Qianxia asked curiously.

"I've learned a skill: smelling scents," Little Radish said, sniffing his nose.

"You should learn to see with discerning eyes!" Li Qianxia said, clearly dissatisfied.

The sun sank into the western sky.

As the red glow of the setting sun faded, the sky turned a pale blue, and the full moon hung in the sky.

I've never seen such a big moon before; it looks so close to Earth.

Li Qianxia yawned.

She was exhausted after walking all day, soaked to the bone, and having to be wary of enemies lurking in the shadows.

"Take a rest," Yang Qinglan said, then instructed Li Changzhou, "You must be tired today. I'll keep watch for the first half of the night. With Xiao Luobo around, everything will be fine."

“Okay.” Li Changzhou did not refuse.

He needs to regain his mental capacity as soon as possible.

"Thank you for your hard work, Qinglan." Li Qianxia stretched wearily.

"Compared to the daytime, staying up late is nothing. Go to sleep."

Occasionally, clouds would obscure the moon, plunging the forest into darkness, making the firelight appear as if it had fallen into the depths of the sea.

Li Changzhou slept for two hours and woke up around 10 o'clock.

Li Qianxia hugged the steel gun and rested her head on her clothes to sleep.

Yang Qinglan, who was on night watch, had her arms on her knees and her head on her arms, and she fell asleep.

Only Little Radish was still playing with pebble piles.

Li Changzhou stirred the nearly extinguished campfire and added some more branches.

The crackling sound of burning new branches startled Yang Qinglan awake.

"I'm sorry." She pressed her hand to her forehead, trying to clear her mind.

“I’m in good health and I’m not tired anymore. You can continue sleeping; you can’t do anything if you’re too tired,” Li Changzhou said in a low voice.

"Need not."

The two remained silent.

A few minutes later, Yang Qinglan fell asleep again. Perhaps subconsciously she remembered that Li Changzhou was keeping watch, so she did not wake up again. Her sleeping face was calm and serene, and she was sleeping very soundly.

Li Changzhou wasn't alone; he was accompanied by a ghostly humanoid black mist, the two staring at each other—provided that the guy's face was facing this way.

Well, there's another crucial prerequisite: this guy has eyes.

The dazzling firelight, like the most vibrant flower, bloomed solitude and passion in the darkness.