Flames burned on the firewood. With a pop, a spark burst forth before finally dying in the air.
After just finishing a hearty meal, Su Xiao held a tablet in his hand. With nothing else to do, he simply played a puzzle game.
He had played this game from the first tier to the sixth, and had cleared over 75% of it. The further he progressed, the more inhumanly difficult the puzzle game became. Perhaps even its developers had never imagined that someone could clear it.
"This is what I call a late-night snack. It's so delicious!"
Baja burped contentedly and gave Xia's cooking a thumbs-up.
"It's nothing. I make mistakes sometimes, too."
Xia smiled as she cleaned up the dishes. She wasn't being modest. Once, while developing a recipe, she had served a bowl of noodles with an excellent appearance but such a strange taste that it was impossible to describe. After eating it, Su Xiao hadn't said anything, but he had refused to pay. It wasn't merely unpleasant—the flavor had been far too bizarre.
"What should we do next? Judging by the ability Reincarnation Paradise temporarily granted me, I'm in charge of reconnaissance."
"You're still cannon fodder."
Baja added that without the slightest mercy.
"Don't put it so bluntly. I'm doing this for justice..." Xia faltered at that point, because Reincarnation Paradise clearly had nothing to do with justice. Her tone shifted as she continued, "I'm making a 'Sacrifice' for my 'ideals.' Yes, that's it."
"Cannon fodder is cannon fodder. Don't make up extra drama for yourself."
"How can you say that~"
Xia was somewhat helpless, but she felt much more at ease inside. Her temporary ability was indeed like that, and Baja's blunt attitude made her feel considerably safer.
"The Demon-Forging Foundation is over there." Xia pointed