What kind of life will the little demon king, sent to a nunnery to 'cultivate her mind and body,' encounter after transmigrating to a wasteland apocalypse?
After living in the wastela...
Shen Tangtang curled her lips slightly, she didn't expect that someone would care about her life.
It’s just that we accompanied the kids to see the auction. These people don’t think they really have any special abilities, do they?
The people in the shanty houses in the distance couldn't hear any sound for a long time, so they held up torches and opened the doors.
The thin middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked into the darkness. The light of the torch illuminated the figure lying on the ground.
The figure staggered, a murder had really happened just now.
"Dad, how are you? Did something happen?"
The woman in the room spoke in a hoarse voice and made rustling noises, indicating that she was trying to get out of bed.
Smelling the bloody smell in the air, the thin middle-aged man suppressed the fear in his heart and said tremblingly: "Don't, don't come out, Yinyin, nothing else, I'll be back soon."
Shen Tangtang returned to her residence in the dark. The journey was smooth. The person in the dark did not do anything to her. He disappeared after she entered the house, and she didn't know who he was.
Could it be Shen Yi's people? That's impossible! Although Shen Yi's attitude towards himself was a little bit baffling.
Gurgle~
The stomach that had been ignored by Shen Tangtang for a long time started to sing the empty city plan. She touched her stomach. Although she had eaten some cakes in the box, they were not enough to satisfy her hunger and now they were all digested.
After lighting the bonfire, Shen Tangtang discovered that her raincoat was covered in blood, probably because she had accidentally stained it just now.
She took it off and put it back into the space, quietly looking at the burning fire. Today was not the first time she killed someone, so she did not feel any guilt. It was just the nausea after killing someone and the smell of blood that rushed into her nose made her lose her appetite.
He took a backpack from the corner and took out an axe and a rope he had picked up while searching the corpse.
It was found from the body of a fat middle-aged man. They probably didn't intend to kill Tangtang. Women are also a resource in the wasteland, especially those who live alone like her. No one is looking for them, so if they disappear, they disappear.
He threw the dirty rope into the fire and shook the small axe in his hand. It was just like the small axe of the Axe Gang in Stephen Chow's movies. It was very small and heavy enough, and it was also suitable for girls to use.
He put two more pieces of dry wood on the fire and slipped into the space. The space was still as bright as daytime. He threw the axe in the place where dry wood was stored, then carried two buckets of water into the bathroom.
After wiping off the water stains on her body, Shen Tangtang stared at her reflection on the water in a daze. In fact, if you look closely at her eyebrows and eyes, she and Shen Yi have some similarities.
It’s not that Shen Tangtang didn’t notice the expressions on their faces when they heard her name, but she was also a little panicked at that time.
The original body's parents disappeared when she was 5 years old, and she has no memory of having any younger brothers or sisters. So what is the relationship between Shen Yi and the original body?
Rubbing the silence from her face, Shen Tangtang smiled sweetly. Why bother with all this? This body is hers now, and she is living her own life.
Back in the room, the flames on the campfire crackled, warming the small house.
He took out a piece of marinated mutant rabbit meat from the space and roasted it on the fire. He then picked up two fist-sized cut sweet potatoes from the space and threw them into the fire to roast.
Hold back your rumbling stomach and carefully roast the mutant rabbit meat.
The aroma of the barbecue woke up the unfamiliar neighbors who were already struggling to sleep a hundred meters away. They all stared in the same direction with shining eyes - Chen Tangtang's small, shabby house.
Shen Tangtang was also very hungry at this time. Seeing the rabbit meat being roasted, she ate it while blowing on it, regardless of the heat.
After eating more than 5 kilograms of roasted mutant rabbit meat, Shen Tangtang choked badly. After drinking a bowl of boiled water, she felt alive again.
It is indeed not recommended to overeat when you are very hungry.
He picked up the fire poker beside him and pulled out two sweet potatoes from the fire, which were roasted black.
The sweet potatoes in the wasteland apocalypse are very big. Chen Tangtang found two sweet potato vines in the wild before and dug out 18 sweet potatoes that were almost the size of basketballs. Only 6 of them were edible, and the remaining dozen or so had high radiation values.
These six sweet potatoes were all planted in the land in the space. They have been harvested several times now, so there is no shortage of sweet potatoes to eat.
Peel off the carbonized skin to reveal the golden sweet potato flesh inside.
After dinner, Chen Tangtang felt very satisfied eating a sweet potato. Many plants in the wasteland were affected by radiation, and sweet potatoes were no exception. The irradiated sweet potatoes not only grew larger, but also had a lot of fiber in the flesh, which was not very tasty. However, the sweet potatoes grown in the space were different. The flesh was soft and sticky, with a unique sweet potato fragrance.
Two roasted sweet potatoes slipped in between, and Shen Tangtang burped with satisfaction.
At this time, there was a noise outside the house, like someone walking outside, quietly and with shallow breathing.
Shen Tangtang looked out through the gap. Under the moonlight, several thin figures were lying on the crack of the door, swallowing their saliva impatiently.
Shen Tangtang stood up, picked up the broom in the corner, and opened the closed door with a squeak.
The cold air outside the house blew away the warmth brought by the fire. Shen Tangtang looked coldly at the people who retreated after she opened the door.
"She's out, she's out, she has meat, she just ate meat... It smells so good, so good."
"It's a little girl. When did she move in? The kids at home are craving meat. Have they finished eating her meat?"
"Why do you care so much? I just looked and there is only one little girl in this room. She eats meat by herself and doesn't care about our lives."
"Yes, little girl, give us some meat! It's so delicious. I haven't eaten meat for a long time."
"Same here, the mutant beasts in the wild are too powerful. The only time I ate meat was when I caught a mutant bamboo rat two years ago."
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The six people around were chattering non-stop, shamelessly trying to monopolize Shen Tangtang's food.
Shen Tangtang saw several people clearly in the moonlight. They were all pale and thin, with sunken cheeks and bulging eyes, looking very frightened.
She frowned, wondering why she couldn't remember when she had so many neighbors.
"Old Wang, this little girl is not stupid! Why doesn't she speak?"
"I'm not sure. Did anyone see her move in today? I remember we were the only families who moved in around here."
"I don't know, maybe she was here before. It's no good, Lao Wang. The children at home have been hungry for two days. She has meat and eats so well. She should also have a lot of wild vegetable cakes!"
They don't need much. They fled here from famine and were only arranged to live in a shantytown today. There is nothing to eat at home. The children only drank hot water to fill their stomachs and were too hungry to sleep.
If this little girl has something to eat, she should share some with them!
Six people with hunched backs looked at the fair and tender Shen Tangtang with green eyes.
Chen Tangtang, who had just taken a shower, did not put on any disguise. After the transformation of supernatural powers, Chen Tangtang's skin was not rough and cracked like the people in the wasteland world. In addition, she ate well after leaving the concentration camp, and her white and tender little face could be pinched to produce water.