Seven Days of Lousy Beans, Green with Hardship and Frugality

"Hey, Director Zhou, you've really gone all out with carpooling this time."

The Wandering Girl shook her empty milk tea cup, making sure she couldn't slurp any more, before looking around.

Upon spotting the trash can, he instantly dashed over and threw the trash in.

He clapped his hands and then returned to Old Zhou.

"Let's get this straight, you have to provide food before the teleportation! Who's responsible if you cause an accident while driving on an empty stomach?"

"It's a work injury, it's a work injury."

Sing Sing winked at Sasquatch: "Hey bro, take our driver to get some gas?"

Sasquatch grinned and led her into the cafeteria.

Five minutes later, a wail echoed from the cafeteria.

"What is this thing?!"

The Wandering Girl gripped the spoon, her face scrunched up.

"Beans soaked in water! Beans stewed with beans! My tongue is practically soaked in the flavor!"

"Even international flight meals aren't this disgusting! I'm going to complain!"

Sing Sing was speechless. This Blue Elf had been eating authentic Chinese food for months, and now he was looking down on his old meals?

"Please contact the front desk to file a complaint!"

Sing Sing sat down opposite her with his tray in hand. "I've been eating this stuff for seven days, and you've only had it once!"

"Seven days?" The Wandering Girl looked him up and down. "No wonder your face turned green."

That's called looking pale and sickly, living a simple and frugal life.

Smurfing and grumbling, he finished peeling the beans off the plate, then pulled a Blue Elf from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

After the meal, she was led to the backyard.

The Devil Dinosaur is sunbathing.

The Wandering Girl circled it once, then again, and after the third circle, she squatted down and rubbed her temples.

"Director Zhou, can you tell me how much this person weighs?"

Sing Sing glanced at the medical report, then silently folded it. "You wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

"Then you need to pass it twice."

She counted on her fingers, "How about we pass the tail first, keep the tail light, and deal with the head later?"

The dinosaur slowly turned its head.

"Call."

His warm breath sprayed all over her face, and his wine-red short hair was blown into a slicked-back style.

"... the whole thing."

The Wandering Girl wiped her face. "I was just joking, please don't take it to heart."

As she passed the Magik Hospital ward, the Wandering Girl suddenly stopped.

She pressed herself against the glass, rubbed her nose against it, and took two deep breaths.

"This woman smells."

A silver-gray shadow swept across, Colossus blocking the doorway, the red star pointing directly at her face.

"No, no, no, big brother, I'll just smell it, I won't steal it."

"What did you smell?" Sing Sing leaned closer.

"The smell of the space."

She frowned as she described, "It's just like that cool, empty feeling I get on my clothes after every teleportation."

"Her name is Illyana, and she can open teleportation portals," Sing Sing said.

"It's connected to a place called the Limbo. Things are more complicated there. She'll tell you herself when she wakes up."

The Wandering Girl's eyes lit up immediately.

"It can open the door? It really can open the door?"

"Really!"

"Director Zhou!"

She grabbed his sleeve. "You've finally done something decent."

"What I did wasn't a humane thing to do?"

"Those things I did before were all about making me work overtime."

She peered through the glass at the blonde girl on the bed, her voice softening.

"I handle global logistics all by myself, do you know how tiring it is! Wang Pangzi doesn't even take a car to meetings anymore, I deliver everything! Hey, at least I have company now."

Colossus glanced down at her and silently stepped aside.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone gathered in the hall.

The Snowbird stood in the middle, holding a handful of ice crystals the size of a fingernail in its palm, and handed them out one by one.

"Keep it. It won't melt even after leaving the Arctic Circle."

Sing Sing held the ice crystal between his fingertips, examining it closely. Would this be considered a diplomatic gift?

"Little Snow, do you have an invoice for this?"

The Snowbird looked at him, paused for three seconds, and then said, "No."

"Then I'll treat it as a local specialty, and price it at one pound of dried radish. No need to report it."

The groups were quickly decided.

In the first group, Colossus carried Magik, along with Li Qianhuan and Gambit.

The second batch: Moon-Boy and Devil Dinosaur.

The third batch included the remains of Sing Sing, Silver Fox, and Mondo, plus that Alien Maggot.

A purple light shone, and the first group of people disappeared in the center of the hall.

A second later, the Wandering Girl returned alone, took the milk tea offered by Sasquatch as she landed, and gulped it down in one go.

"Delivered successfully..."

When the second group set off and returned, the Wandering Girl lay stiffly on the floor, her limbs outstretched, like a dried-out salted fish.

"That dinosaur..." she gasped, "... it crushed me..."

Sing Sing squatted down, took a lollipop from her pocket, tore open the wrapper, and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Take a break, no rush."

"Director Zhou, I'm telling you the truth."

With a candy in her mouth, her voice grew increasingly indistinct. "If I come any more times, I'll fall asleep the moment I land."

What happens if you fall asleep instantly?

"It might fall anywhere. I don't even know where it will land."

"For that last trip, I'll carry you on my back."

"You said it yourself!"

"I said I'd give you another 2,000 yuan for milk tea subsidies when I get back, a special approval!"

"Make a deal!"

Half an hour later, the third group prepared to depart.

In the corner, the Scatter, bound like a pupa, suddenly began to twist violently.

He puffed out his cheeks and spat the sock out of his mouth with a "pfft".

Earthlings!

The strange accent trailed off in an odd, drawn-out tone. "Lord Moqiao will find you! Everyone will see your fate!"

Sing Sing walked over and slapped him across the face. "Your audience can only watch me eat now. Yesterday they watched me eat beans, today they watch me eat beans, and tomorrow they'll watch me eat beans again!"

"And you? A washed-up streamer with no viewers, no tips, even your livestream room has been taken over."

The Scatter sound opened its mouth as if it wanted to say something.

Sing Sing picked up the sock from the ground and neatly stuffed it back in.

The Gambit's socks.

Sing Sing carried the Wandering Girl on his back, holding onto Mondo's stretcher with one hand and stepping on the Scatter with the other.

Silver Fox was the last one.

She walked over, placed her hand on the Wandering Girl's shoulder, her fingers trembling slightly.

Being taken through space by someone else is like handing your life over to someone else; she doesn't feel safe.

However, she did not let go.

A purple beam of light rose from beneath my feet, converging in circles, and a feeling of weightlessness washed over me.

In a Silver Fox, the snow-capped mountains... a wooden cabin... all turned into white light.

"Bang!"

Sing Sing lay on the ground, looked up, and saw that the gate to the medical reception area was thirty meters away.

"Hey! It's off by thirty meters..." Sing Sing chuckled, "Your navigation accuracy is pretty good."

There was no response from his back.

The Wandering Girl rolled over and off his back, still with a lollipop in her mouth, and was now asleep.

The lawn was surrounded by people who had rushed over, including medical staff in protective suits and a ring of heavily armed security personnel.

A familiar, slightly chubby figure stood at the very front.

Director Wang, carrying a thermos, nodded to Sing Sing.