Chapter 87: Where to get food at 87
Ye Jiu clicked on the first item ssage to find that several dozens of waterlons had appeared in his storage compartnt, each as big as a winter lon!
Besides, Cha also ntioned that he ca across them while passing by a place that was full of these waterlons, and birds were eating them, so they were not poisonous and could be eaten. He asked Ye Jiu if he liked them and, if so, he could pick them all and send them over.
Ye Jiu looked at the other items and found several processed wild animal pelts, two wild chickens, and a deer, all fresh and without any signs of injury.
There was also a note from Cha, stating that the at of these two animals was tender and favored by the females in his area. He didn’t know what Ye Jiu preferred but happened to catch them, so he sent them over.
Ye Jiu noticed that although the plants of the Ancient Plane tended to grow larger, the animals seed quite normal in size. He hadn’t noticed with the last tiger, but this ti, the wild chickens and the deer were the size of normal animals.
Lastly, Cha hoped to exchange for two knives again, and if that was not enough, he could add other things to the deal.
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Ye Jiu replied similarly that he needed all these items, but as for the knives, it would take a few days before he could provide them since he had none in stock.
No sooner had he sent out these words via voice ssage, Ye Jiu felt soone touch his arm.
Hastily gathering his consciousness, Ye Jiu opened his eyes in the real world.
“You’re finally awake. How do you feel? Any better?” Ye Jiu asked, looking at the man lying on the bed in front of him.
Sikong Mo raised his hand, initially thinking that he might not die from his injury but would be severely wounded. However, he discovered that he wasn’t as weak as he had imagined.
He touched the wound on his chest and, while it still hurt, it was clearly healing.
A flicker of confusion crossed Sikong Mo’s eyes as he looked at Ye Jiu.
“Hey, what’s wrong with you? You haven’t gone stupid, have you?” While speaking, Ye Jiu reached out to touch Sikong Mo’s forehead, relieved to say, “Thank goodness you don’t have a fever, or I would have been really powerless!”
Because of so incidents from his past, Sikong Mo had always been particularly reluctant to co into contact with won.
He had thought that for his entire life, he would never be able to physically interact with any female beings, but at this mont, he realized the girl’s touch didn’t evoke that deep-seated disgust he used to have.
Still, feeling sowhat uncomfortable with the contact, Sikong Mo raised his hand to brush away Ye Jiu’s hand from his forehead.
“What dicine did you use on ?” Despite the itchiness emanating from his chest causing discomfort, Sikong Mo could distinctly feel his wound healing.
“Just so common healing salve,” Ye Jiu mumbled in reply, then added, “Since you’re awake now, I suppose you’ll be alright. It’s getting late, and I should head ho. Take care of yourself.”
Just as Ye Jiu stood up, Sikong Mo grabbed her arm, causing Ye Jiu to beco instantly panicked, “Hey, the least you could do is not bite the hand that saved your life!”
It wasn’t that she was being overly dramatic; it was just that the man exuded a strong killing aura that made her incredibly nervous, especially now that she was grasped by him.
To Ye Jiu, the hand on her arm felt not like that of a man’s, but like that of the Grim Reaper himself.
Noticing the fear in Ye Jiu’s eyes, Sikong Mo let go of her hand and calmly said, “I… I’m hungry.”
Ye Jiu rubbed her cheeks with her hands, “Big brother, where do you expect
to find you food?”
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