The Beautiful Top Being Pursued Relentlessly [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 10
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The dry wood crackled and hissed as it burned.
Xie Cheng sat by the campfire, poking at the lingering embers with a wooden stick. The aroma of vegetables wafted through the air a simple scent, yet incredibly tempting when roasted over charcoal.
These heads of Napa cabbage hadn’t been dug out of the ground; Jiang Yi had fished them out of a tin. Simply put, they were pickled cabbage. There was no need for extra salt or chili sauce, as they came pre-seasoned.
Leave it to Jiang Yi’s unconventional brain to thread these pickled leaves onto bamboo skewers and roast them back and forth over the open flame.
“Alright, it’s ready!”
Jiang Yi carefully wrapped a piece of paper around the end of the skewer to protect Xie Cheng’s hands. He leaned in close and held the meticulously roasted cabbage to Xie Cheng’s lips. “I tried a bit; the flavor is great.”
Xie Cheng lowered his eyes and keenly noticed a few thin slices of meat tucked between the folded cabbage leaves. Jiang Yi loved doing things like this much like when he’d hidden shreds of meat inside a dish of stir-fried potatoes before.
Does he think survival is so hard that I need every bit of meat I can get?
This time, Xie Cheng didn’t refuse. He tilted his head slightly and took a small, elegant bite of the cabbage-wrapped meat right from the skewer Jiang Yi was holding.
“How is it? How is it?” Jiang Yi’s eyes sparkled as he leaned his head even closer.
“It’s fine.”
“We’re outside right now, so there aren’t many ingredients to choose from. Once we’re back at Rising Sun Base, I’ll cook a massive feast for you,” Jiang Yi promised.
“Okay.”
“It’s a deal!” Jiang Yi let out a soft cheer. His toes began to tap rhythmically against the ground, and his hands clapped together and apart in a restless display of excitement.
He had so many little nervous habits. If he had a tail, it would undoubtedly be thumping against Xie Cheng right now.
Xie Cheng frowned slightly. “What are you so happy about, you idiot?”
“Nothing.”
Jiang Yi whispered to himself: I have to make the Immortal’s palate so refined that I’m the only one who can satisfy him. I’ll hold onto his heart through his stomach.
Xie Cheng turned his head away, took the skewer from him, and sat back in his portable folding chair to eat. He had realized that Jiang Yi became abnormally hyperactive several times a day. He had moved past confusion into total numbness; he was used to it.
It was then that a few abrupt zombie snarls broke the silence intermittent and weak sounding.
Xie Cheng looked toward the source of the noise.
Jiang Yi’s teammates were surrounding a captured Level 3 zombie. Little Xiao Yu was actually touching it, his palm pressed against the half-missing skull of the creature as he closed his eyes to sense its power fluctuations.
The zombie was bound tightly with several coils of thick rope. Under the probe of Xiao Yu’s mental energy, it became exceptionally violent.
“What was that Level 2 zombie you met before like?” Xie Cheng asked Jiang Yi.
“Much weaker.” Jiang Yi thought about it carefully. “Its strength and agility weren’t even close to this one we caught.”
Xie Cheng stated the cold reality: “Level 4 zombies will appear very soon.”
And human strength didn’t seem to be keeping pace.
Jiang Yi looked a bit somber. “You’re right. But we’ve already learned how to absorb the energy from crystal cores. In a bit more time, our abilities will get stronger.”
“From now on, what you need to do isn’t to hide from zombies, but to actively seek them out for their cores.”
Upon hearing Xie Cheng’s words, Jiang Yi let out a soft “ah” and pressed his hands to his face, squishing his cheeks until they wrinkled. He didn’t respond; he had fallen into a rare silence.
“They are zombies, not your fellow humans.” Xie Cheng stood up, his deep gaze cold and indifferent. “I hope you remember that.”
Before Jiang Yi could say anything, Xie Cheng walked toward the captured zombie. As he turned his palm upward, a splintering sound erupted from beneath the earth. His stride was steady. “For instance, right now, you can use this one for practice.”
Thick vines suddenly burst from the ground. In the blink of an eye, they impaled the zombie’s chest.
Zombies have no blood, but Xie Cheng still felt a spray of cold liquid hit his face. He wiped it away, pulled the pistol from his waist, and aimed it at the remaining half of the zombie’s head.
Click!
He chambered a round.
However, just as Xie Cheng was about to pull the trigger, an earth-shattering, piercing shriek tore through the air.
“Stop!”
Whose voice is that?
Xie Cheng turned around. An unfamiliar figure came sprinting toward them. The man threw his arms wide and dropped to his knees in front of the zombie, eyes brimming with tears as he shielded the monster like a martyr for justice.
“It was once one of us! A human being!”
Xie Cheng frowned deeply, digging a name out of an obscure corner of his memory: “Xu Le.”
It was the “Protagonist Sh受” of this world.
Xu Le was shaking all over, yet he still cried out with reddened eyes, “You can’t treat him like this!”
“Get lost!”
Jiang Yi appeared out of nowhere, standing in front of Xie Cheng like a solid wall, shielding him from the “bad luck” that was Xu Le.
Xu Le’s tears flowed freely. “He is our kind.”
Jiang Yi spat. “Bullshit!”
“He is our kind!”
Xie Cheng grabbed Jiang Yi’s arm before he could escalate. Looking at Xu Le, he said calmly, “Fine. Then you go in there and stay with him.”
Xu Le’s sobbing hitched. “What?”
“Xiao Yu, take the gag out of the zombie’s mouth.”
Xie Cheng pointed at the zombie behind Xu Le, idly twirling his gun. “One bite from him, and in less than half an hour, you’ll truly be of the same ‘kind’.”
Xu Le couldn’t believe such a cold-blooded person existed. When he saw that “gloomy little brat” Xiao Yu actually reaching down to remove the gag, he shrieked and leaped several meters away in terror.
Xiao Yu squatted on the ground, watching him, and asked in a gentle tone:
“Which side do you want the zombie to bite first?”