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As dawn broke, Chen Zao finally put away the Stone Carving into his storage space.
He wrapped himself in a towel and fell asleep casually.
This time, he didn't rely on alcohol to sleep.
Instead, he was physically tired but felt light-hearted as he drifted off.
Ren Xiao's appearance made Chen Zao realize that the apocalyptic world wasn't entirely as harsh as he had imagined.
Although darkness was the prevailing theme in that world, there were still beautiful and kind things that existed.
Ren Xiao was like a ray of sunlight breaking through the cold darkness, allowing Chen Zao to genuinely feel the warmth of the apocalypse.
He slept soundly until the afternoon of the next day before waking up.
Groggy, he stumbled out of the bedroom to use the bathroom.
Just then, he ran into Jindeli, who was in the kitchen kneading dough.
"Ah! Brother Zao! You're back!"
Jindeli, being a bit slow, had been busy in the shop all morning and hadn't noticed that Chen Zao had returned early.
Seeing the bandage wrapped around Chen Zao's right arm, Jindeli was startled. He quickly washed his hands, took off his apron, and came over to ask, "What happened? Did you get hurt again? Brother Zao, you've been getting injured every time you go to Mountain lately. You should take me with you next time so we can look out for each other!"
Chen Zao hadn't yet figured out if the time-space portal could accommodate two people at once.
Every time he entered the portal, it would close as soon as he stepped through.
However, it wouldn't close until he had completely crossed over.
As he walked through the Time-Space Dragon Ring and the time portal, others might have taken the opportunity to cross over with him.
But at this moment, Chen Zao did not want to bring anyone else along.
He did not want to expose his greatest secret, nor did he wish to drag anyone else into this nightmare.
After casually dismissing Jindeli's thoughts of joining him in searching for gold, he decided to put an end to it.
Before entering the restroom, Chen Zao deliberately yawned, releasing a foul odor that made Jindeli cover his nose and gag, no longer daring to follow him inside.
Outside the restroom, Jindeli complained, "Brother Zao, what do you eat out in the wild? You don't add that Stinky Fish Oil to every meal, do you?"
"Of course I do! That Fish Oil is super healthy! Have you been listening to me and eating healthy Fish Oil with every meal, you Fatty?" Chen Zao asked while relieving himself.
"Uh... well... that..."
"Stop stuttering and laughing like an idiot!" Chen Zao snapped. "Just do what I tell you! If you don't, you'll regret it sooner or later!"
"I did it, Brother Zao! I've done everything you asked! I sold that 5 grams of gold to the Dragon Lord in three trips."
Jindeli lowered his voice and went back inside to bring Chen Zao a bank card.
Chen Zao came out of the restroom with a mouth full of foam, mumbling to Jindeli, "Was the sale smooth? Nothing went wrong, right?"
"Nothing went wrong; it went really smoothly! The Dragon Lord didn't ask any questions when receiving the gold. As long as it was verified as pure gold, they counted the money immediately!"
Jindeli handed the bank card to Chen Zao. "This is the card from Rural Commercial Bank that you asked me to get. I deposited all 50,000 yuan in it. The password is Triumph's birthday."
Jindeli mentioned that "6Triumph", full name 6Triumph, is the most successful child in Chen Zao's group.
Waiting for school to start again in September, 6Triumph will be entering the first year of graduate studies in the Finance Department at Chang'an University.
He is the first child from the Gubei Welfare Institute to reach the graduate level at a prestigious university after so many years since its establishment.
Chen Zao and the others are particularly proud of 6Triumph, and since 6Triumph's birthday is easy to remember, Chen Zao often uses his birthday as an important password.
Chen Zao nodded and tucked the card that Jindeli handed him into his pocket.
He might need to spend some money to get himself ready, especially since he was going to do big business with Big Crab.
Pulling out coins and some scattered gold bars from another pocket, totaling 14 grams, he handed them to Jindeli: "This is what I picked up from Mountain. When you have time, go to Chang'an and exchange these for cash. Keep the money for yourself to use at the store."
"Brother Zao! You can still find gold even with your hand injured! You're amazing!" Jindeli exclaimed excitedly.
Chen Zao kicked Jindeli in the butt: "Keep your voice down! Do you want the neighbors to hear?"
"Hehe, hehe!" Jindeli grinned while touching the gold: "I feel like I'm dreaming! This is like winning the lottery! I'm almost stunned! Brother Zao, if your hand isn't seriously hurt, I won't stay with you. I'm going to Chang'an right now to quickly exchange this money." Jindeli pretended to leave.
"Don't rush off yet; I still have something to ask you."
"What is it?"
*Cough cough cough—pfft!*
Chen Zao coughed and cleared his throat, spitting toothpaste into the nearby sink. Wiping his mouth with a towel, he asked Jindeli: "Have you made any progress on the Fish Oil Dark Cuisine I asked you to research? Have you found a way to cover up or neutralize that Fish Oil taste?"
"Oh man, Brother Zao, just kill me instead! That Stinky Fish Oil I researched before nearly knocked me out! I ate a few bites, and now my stomach is still churning with that awful smell! I have no appetite for anything!"
Jindeli complained while extending his chubby white arms, saying to Chen Zao, "Smell this! The sweat on me is all stinky! It's so disgusting! Even Apricot Blossom won't pay attention to me anymore! Brother Zao, this job is really unbearable. Please don't make me do it anymore. If I keep going, I'm going to die from this Stinky Fish Oil! This work is just too deadly!"
"Alas..."
Chen Zao sighed helplessly, too lazy to scold this incompetent fat guy.
It seemed that the research on dark cuisine still had to be done by him.
"Has the crew caused any more trouble?" Chen Zao asked again.
"They haven't caused trouble per se, but I heard Director Li say that everyone in the crew is pretty angry right now."
"What are they angry about? Are they still mad at me?"
"Sort of. You know that scene you messed up at the hot springs? They still haven't been able to shoot that scene yet. Rong Liya got scared by you and fell ill shortly after. She's been recuperating in the hotel, which has delayed their filming schedule."
Jindeli continued indignantly, "Rong Liya is famous, and they can't blame her, so they put all the blame on you. It's so unreasonable! Luckily, with Director Li mediating and our Roujiamo sent over, even if they complain, let them complain. They shouldn't cause us any more trouble."
"What illness does Rong Liya have?" Chen Zao asked, focusing on the key point.
"I don't know about that; it should be something like a fever or a cold? Anyway, she hasn't been able to film for several days."
Chen Zao silently cursed under his breath. If she couldn't film for several days, could it be that Rong Liya contracted a serious Deep Sea Virus?
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