With such meager savings, they could starve to death at any time, and they certainly wouldn't come with me to Development Zone No. 23.
Amy was still hesitating whether to pay for Losi's food. If she took her there, the chances of finding edible figs on her own would be slim.
But when Amy saw Losie foolishly handing over her only food, she still couldn't bear it.
Such a good girl, if no one helps her, she definitely won't survive this winter.
Torn between their options, the two carried the firewood they had gathered by the roadside back to their respective homes.
Losi closed the door and glanced at the vampire vine seeds in her space. There were no suitable conditions for planting them now, so she could only wait and see if there would be an opportunity in the future.
Turning to the other side, he secretly gathered some hemp grass during the day, took it out, and carefully laid it flat on the ground.
She's a pro at making small doses of drugs and powder, and with the added high radiation, the effects are even more potent.
Before nine o'clock, Losi took advantage of the darkness to retrieve a black pot that was about the size of a broken fist.
The toxicity of the lysimachia christinae is unknown, and she didn't want to use her own cooking pot to cook it, lest she poison herself and waste all those years of her life.
Only a small amount of brown powder the size of a fingernail was extracted from a bunch of large lysimachia plants. After wrapping it in plastic, it was placed in the space.
Still not entirely confident about the results, I used a small wooden stick to apply a thin, almost invisible layer of powder to my hands.
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Before dawn, Losi had already washed up, eaten half a nutrient solution, and then boiled and ate the toad grass.
Without oil and salt, no matter how much food I eat, my stomach feels empty, and I always feel weak and listless. Plus, I didn't sleep well at night, so I always feel very tired.
Lossie scooped a bowl of water from the bucket and rinsed it over the small pot, instantly cleaning it completely.
After filling the pot halfway with water, he put it back on the makeshift stove, then took out the bloodsucking vines whose shells had been boiled to a pulp from the corner and threw them into the pot.
At this rate, the whip should be ready by tomorrow.
Before leaving the house, Losi smeared some soot from the bottom of the pot onto her face and then went outside.
Although this small, withered body is unsightly now, it cannot withstand the coldness and perversion of the world.
Without legal constraints, the consequences of crime are negligible; it may just be someone else's momentary whim, but it can ruin one's entire life.
As soon as I came out, I saw Amy walking towards me.
The two of them went out together again today, but Amy seemed a little listless, probably because she hadn't eaten yesterday.
It's worth noting that Amy was carrying a stick that was nearly a meter long and as thick as a ballpoint pen. The inside of it was stuffed into her handbag, so it was impossible to see what it was.
However, Losi guessed that it was a hook, and it seemed she would have to use it today.
The two remained silent for a while, with Losi trying to sense Amy's presence.
But I never had the energy that stirred me like that night again.
With a debt of tens of thousands of points, it's impossible for her to pay it off in a month by going out to collect trash every day.
Not every day brings the same good fortune to obtain Source Crystals.
So when Rossi sensed a similar aura emanating from Amy, he decided to follow her.
I thought she was some kind of hidden rich girl, so I even went to visit her home under the pretext of apologizing.
Looking at the entire area, the possibility of finding a hidden source crystal is slim. If it were, they wouldn't have been forced to move here and live such a poor life.
It now seems that Amy's aura was just a coincidence.
"Sister Amy, shall we take the same route as yesterday today?" Losi initiated the conversation.
“Yes, I know that area better. Let’s hurry and get to the foraging point at the front. We’re sure to find food there.” Amy looked ahead in the dim morning light and walked with the speed of the wind.
Losi quickly caught up, and said as if she had just noticed, "Sister Amy, how did you hurt your wrist?"
She saw the scar on the first day she met Amy, but she didn't pay attention to it at the time. Getting a minor injury on the way to collect things is normal.
Amy raised her hands and noticed a wound on her right wrist. She frowned as she remembered something unpleasant.
"It's nothing, I just fell down a couple of days ago."
"Was it the night I met you? I'm sorry you were hurt, and I even gave you a fright."
Losi lowered her head slightly, which Amy interpreted as her feeling guilty again.
So he explained, "This has nothing to do with you. I was just unlucky and got targeted by robbers."
Seeing that Losi was still looking down, Amy felt the atmosphere was too heavy, so she tried to smile and said, "To be honest, I was quite lucky. I escaped unscathed from those three big men."
My injuries only came from falling into a ditch on the road; they didn't even touch a piece of my clothing!
At this moment, Losi raised her head, her face full of admiration: "Sister Amy is so amazing! If I had encountered a robbery, my body would probably be cold for days by now."
Where did you get robbed? I'll avoid that area from now on.
Amy, unaware that she was being tricked, obediently blurted out, "There's a small path not far ahead. It's considered a shortcut, but accidents often happen there, so very few people use it."
I was in such a rush that day that I took that road. Please avoid taking that road in the future, okay?
Amy spoke earnestly, saying that although they had only known each other for a few days, she didn't want anything to happen to her few friends.
After saying that, he pointed out the road to Losi as they passed by.
The collection point we went to this time was really far away; it took us an hour and a half to walk there.
Looking at the mutated cabbage at her feet, Losi rubbed her chest, which was throbbing with pain from breathing. In order not to hold back the group, she could only switch between brisk walking and jogging. If she hadn't eaten a lot in the morning, she probably would have died of exhaustion on the way.
Five or six other people came with them, and they quickly stood in their chosen spots before daring to stop and catch their breath.
Amy pulled Rossi to a spot in the southwest corner, and gulped down several mouthfuls of water before she could recover.
Losi crouched down and reached out to examine the nearest cabbage.
Although it's called cabbage, it's different from the tightly wrapped, large, white cabbage on our home planet. Because there's no human intervention, the cabbages here are all spread out, blooming into green flowers one after another on the brown earth.
Moreover, most of them are only the size of a palm, competing with weeds in the wild, and have lost the fresh and moist texture of artificial cultivation. Their shriveled, dark green leaves are full of fiber and astringency.
However, no one complained, after all, compared to the tree leaves that everyone eats every day, this was already a very delicious food.
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