Treasure Girl's Treasure

Another morning, the pillow soaked with tears, Chen Xiyao woke from a hazy dream and, as usual, saw Feng Xue preparing breakfast.

Today's breakfast was still some strange meat. Chen Xiyao saw no signs of a fire and had no idea how he had cooked the meat slices.

She shoved the meat slices into her mouth in a flash, then gulped down several mouthfuls of warm water. Suddenly, she realized something was off.

"Right, at this time, he should have opened the door and taken me to the restroom already! Why does he have to wait for me to ask today?"

Chen Xiyao frowned slightly. After a few days of living together, such awkward matters should have become a tacit understanding!

Why...

"Get ready, we're moving." Just as Chen Xiyao was pondering this, Feng Xue's voice suddenly rang out. Chen Xiyao, who had been slowly adapting, immediately showed a look of surprise:

"What, have we been discovered?"

"Not yet, it's just that there are some troublesome guys outside the wall."

Feng Xue sighed. Thinking of the Omens he had seen in the woods that morning made him feel quite unwell.

He had been careless before, forgetting that the excrement of this person from the real world was also a True Thing!

"Troublesome guys?" Chen Xiyao heard the description and twitched her nose slightly. Then she noticed that the smell of blood on Feng Xue was even stronger!

And it was different from before. This time, the smell was closer to the one she smelled every month...

This was human blood!

"You're hurt?!" Chen Xiyao looked at Feng Xue nervously. Feng Xue, however, shook his head:

"No."

Although his answer was decisive, Chen Xiyao imagined a lot of scenarios in her mind where he was hiding it to avoid worrying her. But she was just a high school student and didn't know any medical knowledge. Even if he were injured, she wouldn't be able to help, and might even make things worse.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiyao couldn't help but feel more and more inferior about her uselessness.

"Alright, stop spacing out. We have to move, and we'll have to change our residence every two days from now on. Also, when you go to the restroom, remember to dig a hole and bury it afterward. I'll make you a shovel in a bit."

"..." The complex emotions that had just arisen vanished instantly, replaced by intense embarrassment. The thought of digging a hole made Chen Xiyao's previous sadness disappear completely.

Feng Xue, completely unaware that someone was mentally calling him a "mood killer" again, opened the door and looked for a new place to stay using the Work Card map.

He wasn't lying. As someone who could see the visible Elements above the heads of Omens, he rarely misjudged the strength of a Supernatural Tale. The combination of the night buff, the Disassembly Madonna, and stealth had a strong suppressive effect on biological Supernatural Tales. He could confidently say that as long as the diameter of the opponent's neck was less than the length of the Disassembly Madonna's blade, Feng Xue had a high probability of instantly killing it.

As for the smell of human blood on him... that was actually because he went to collect corpses this morning.

Thanks to Old Li's reminder, he hadn't abandoned his Corpse Collector duties just because Chen Xiyao was there. At the same time, he was trying to get updates from the Cross Sword Guild by collecting corpses.

Besides, the identity of a Corpse Collector could also explain to some extent why he lived on the outskirts of the city.

However, thanks to disposing of a body this morning, he was able to notice in advance that a "fight over shit" involving Omens had already broken out outside the city. Otherwise, he wouldn't have just run away alone this morning; he would have had to carry Chen Xiyao, who wanted to go to the restroom, along with him.

In fact, after realizing that Chen Xiyao's excrement was also a True Thing, he had considered whether or not to collect it. It wasn't that he wanted to gain [Knowledge] from it, but rather that it had a deeper use. However, considering that he didn't have a way to hide True Things, and that if he wanted to put that stuff into the Storage Bag, he would have to manually shape it, and he didn't have convenient tools like plastic bags, he ultimately put aside the thought for now, deciding to let Chen Xiyao produce some when needed.

Following Feng Xue, Chen Xiyao was unaware that in Feng Xue's perception, she had already become some kind of strange resource point. At this moment, she was trying hard to control her sphincter muscles to prevent the habit of going to the restroom at a fixed time, developed over the past few days, from becoming a negative influence.

"Phew, finally done..." A moment later, Chen Xiyao emerged from the bushes holding a shovel, her face a complex mix of emotions. Seeing her like this, Feng Xue couldn't help but frown:

"It's just digging a hole, why does your face look so bad?"

"It has nothing to do with digging the hole." Chen Xiyao sighed helplessly, "The wet wipes I brought are all used up. Tomorrow, I'll probably have to tear up a book..."

"A book? You brought a book? Why didn't you say so sooner?!"

Feng Xue immediately caught the keyword, his eyes almost bulging out. Chen Xiyao was startled by Feng Xue's expression and stammered:

"It, it's just a novel, and you didn't ask me..."

"Forget it, I was too shallow. I should have checked your belongings earlier." Feng Xue pressed his chest and took two deep breaths before saying:

"Where's the book?"

"It's in my bag. Shall we look at it now?"

"This place isn't safe. Let's go into the city first."

Feng Xue shook his head. In fact, he hadn't searched Chen Xiyao's belongings not because he was careless, but because of the Doctor who had turned into a Stitched Monster before. He clearly remembered that after the Doctor mutated, the gang members had angrily asked the woman, who was suspected to be an Outsider, "Did you give him something?"

This made him worry if using an Outsider's belongings without permission would lead to becoming an Omen.

Taking Chen Xiyao back to the city and choosing a new temporary residence based on their previous experience, Feng Xue then looked at Chen Xiyao with anticipation. Seemingly unaccustomed to Feng Xue's intense gaze, Chen Xiyao hesitated for a long time before finally blushing and taking out a thick volume, about three fingers thick, from her backpack (the kind of large pirated book often seen in rental shops, with a capacity of seven to eight hundred thousand characters).

Only then did Feng Xue understand why the girl was being so hesitant. The title of this book was none other than Young Soldier King's Otherworldly Romance...

"..."

"..."

After a brief exchange of glances, Feng Xue decided to break the awkward silence. He took a deep breath and then, in a tone of friendly banter between book lovers, said:

"People's preferences are free..."

Regarding the question of whether the excrement of a True Thing eating a False Thing would be true or false, it didn't require a complicated explanation. Because when True Things came to the Infinite City, they would also become information aggregates. The reason they needed to eat and excrete was because this information aggregate had the "need to eat" and "need to excrete" settings.

Similarly, the excrement of a True Thing would have the setting of "Outsider's excrement." Because it carried the Outsider's information, it was undoubtedly a True Thing.