The next day.
Jing Lan opened her eyes in bed. She stared blankly for a while, then seemed to remember something and abruptly looked to the other side.
When she saw the empty corner, panic seized her, and she hurriedly got up.
Only after opening the door and seeing the figure standing in the yard did she finally let out a breath of relief.
"You're up so early!"
Without turning his head, Luo Chen gave a quiet hum, then asked, "Are you heading out to work this early?"
Jing Lan smiled. "Not today. The Smoke Workshop gave us a day off so we can tend to the crops in our fields. I was planning to cut some rice while it's still cool, before the sun comes out."
Luo Chen came to a realization, then said as naturally as could be, "I'll go with you!"
Jing Lan hesitated as she looked at Luo Chen's thin, frail-looking back. "But your body...?"
"It's nothing." Luo Chen turned around with a faint smile. "I'd feel bad eating and drinking for free."
"I see..." Jing Lan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Wait here for me. I'll go get things ready."
With that, she ducked back inside.
Luo Chen remained outside, his expression neither sad nor joyful.
His body was still far from returning to its peak, but simple activity would not affect him much.
After all, he had the foundation of a Desolate Beast Physique. How could he possibly be so delicate?
Besides, he intended to learn about this place by integrating himself into its way of life and daily routine. Jing Lan would be a good place to start.
Before long, Jing Lan emerged wearing a straw hat and carrying a wicker basket on her back. As she walked, faint clinking sounds came