Cheng Zhi did not fall ill that night. Except that Cheng Zhi felt a little itchy at night and scratched off the socks wrapped around his hands, which Xiao Feiran then got up to put back on him, the two of them slept peacefully until dawn.
When Xiao Feiran woke up in the morning, he carefully examined Cheng Zhi's entire body. The red rash on her body had not completely subsided, but it had almost disappeared.
She nodded with great satisfaction, then slipped into her spatial dimension and took out a bowl of grapes.
Having eaten before bed last night, Cheng Zhi really didn't want to eat now; she just wanted a hot breakfast.
However, Xiao Feiran believed that grapes and effervescent tablets had saved her, so eating more would definitely help her get better.
Seeing Xiao Feiran's insistence, Cheng Zhi stopped resisting; after all, it was just one bowl.
Just as Cheng Zhi finished eating the last grape and opened the door, Huang Yiyi handed her a glass of water. Looking at the pale purple color and smelling the faint aroma of grapes, Cheng Zhi had a bad feeling.
"Hurry up and drink this. I was afraid you'd get tired of the orange flavor, so I specially made grape flavored one for you today." Huang Yiyi's eyes were full of sincerity and expectation.
Cheng Zhi was on the verge of tears. No wonder they could be roommates; there was a certain unspoken understanding between them.
Having eaten two grape-flavored things first thing in the morning, Cheng Zhi felt like she was now completely marinated.
She even thinks the millet porridge she drinks for breakfast tastes like grapes.
Huang Yiyi and Xiao Feiran kept saying that it was all in her head. After saying that, the two of them handed her a glass of water and a bowl of grapes.
Cheng Zhi is now filled with regret, deep regret. She should have planted the orange trees sooner, or at least both oranges and kiwis, so that she wouldn't be eating only grapes now.
The acid rain is still falling outside, and its power is no less than that of the torrential rains of the past few months. Although there is no wind, the amount is large, and the rainwater itself is toxic, so a lot of sheet metal and wood outside have already been corroded.
The rocking chair that Huang Yiyi's mother used to put in the yard was like this. I don't know if it was because it had been used for a long time or because of the rain, but it fell apart last night.
Zheng Wan looked around through her binoculars and saw that the swing, which used to be painted white, had now had its outer skin corroded away, revealing the rusted iron inside.
"These trees in front are really pitiful. It's extremely cold and hot, and now it's raining acid rain. They don't even have a place to hide," Cheng Zhi said, leaning against the window and looking at the small tree outside Huang Yiyi's yard.
Chen Siyu, who was lying on the sofa covered with a blanket and reading comics, looked up and sighed, "Thinking about it this way, it's better to be human. At least humans can go around hiding and struggling, while they have to take root in the soil and can't go anywhere."
Chen Siyu, who usually gets nine out of ten idioms wrong, was able to say something with some depth, and the other four immediately started to tease her.
Xiao Feiran leaned closer to look at the e-book in her hand, "Can reading comics really increase your knowledge?"
Chen Siyu gave a haughty snort, "I'm someone who got into university, so please don't look down on me, okay?"
As everyone knows, Huang Yiyi doesn't think before she criticizes people, saying things like, "Oh my, you're so amazing, how come you didn't get into Tsinghua or Peking University?"
Chen Siyu was quick-witted today and immediately retorted, "Isn't it because I want to be your classmate that I need to get some good grades to come find you? Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to see you even at Tsinghua or Peking University."
Furious at being outmaneuvered, Huang Yiyi dragged Zheng Wan into her plea for revenge.
It's unclear what Zheng Wan was looking at, but she was intently staring outside.
After a long while, she shakily put down her binoculars. "Friends, I think I see a ghost ship."
"?!"
This statement came out of nowhere and startled everyone.
Cheng Zhi, who was sitting cross-legged next to her, grabbed the binoculars; she wanted to see what it was.
Through the binoculars, Cheng Zhi spotted a dilapidated RV covered in mud, with peeling paint and a mottled appearance, driving towards them.
That license plate number belongs to the car that was previously lent to Qi Yanche and the others.
It's only been a few days and it's already turned into this. It really does look like a ship that has been submerged for a long time and has become a ghost ship.
There are only two possibilities: either Qi Yanche and the others have crashed and what they are seeing now is the spirit of the car, or Qi Yanche has kept his word and returned the car.
Clearly, the second possibility is more likely.
Cheng Zhi became very nervous. She knew she couldn't afford to get wet in the rain, and she wondered if they had gotten wet on their way here. She also wondered how they could avoid getting wet when they got out of the car.
Everyone started using their brains, realizing that no umbrella could completely block out the rain.
Zheng Wan had previously taken stock of the supplies in her space and vaguely remembered that when they first went to the school's express delivery station to buy things for free, they found a few strange umbrellas.
“Maybe there really is one. I always remember there was one of those helmet-shaped umbrellas with long sides in our space, with a little yellow duck pattern.” Zheng Wan said, gesturing as she tried to evoke their memories.
They were probably born in the Year of the Fish, but none of them could remember.
Although Huang Yiyi couldn't remember what the helmet umbrella looked like, she remembered something else: there were several Ultraman helmets in the space.
Huang Yiyi said excitedly, "We can wear Ultraman masks, hold helmet umbrellas, and wear rubber gloves like those used for washing dishes to pick them up, so that our faces, the back of our heads, and our upper bodies won't get wet in the rain."
Imagine the scene: Ultraman holding a rubber duck umbrella and wearing red rubber gloves. It's an extremely bizarre sight.
Cheng Zhi felt a headache coming on. "I'm afraid our appearance will scare them to death."
Xiao Feiran nodded in agreement, "They'll definitely think this house has been taken over by aliens."
Although everyone found the scene too bizarre, they had to admit that it seemed to be the only way to protect the entire body.
Chen Siyu raised her hand and asked, "Don't we need to worry about the lower body?"
Huang Yiyi poked Chen Siyu's thigh, "Temperature pants, long johns, and outer pants. It's hard to imagine all three pairs of pants getting soaked in such a short time after you've only been out for a short while."
I'd almost forgotten about it if you didn't mention it. After all, it's been so cold for so long that I don't even feel anything wearing three or four pairs of pants anymore.
As they were talking, Zheng Wanyan had already taken out an umbrella and an Ultraman helmet from her spatial storage.
Nobody wanted to step forward; nobody wanted to wear the Ultraman mask or the red gloves.
Then Huang Yiyi was pushed out, for the simple reason that whoever made the suggestion should go.
Huang Yiyi, reaping the consequences of her actions: "..." I am sad and heartbroken, but I will not speak, because I am an Ultraman who saves the world.
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