Urgent Practical Problems That Needed Solving

"So, Junior Sister,"

"Has this opening question of yours become a daily routine already, Senior Brother?"

With only a few customers still browsing, the two of them busy behind the register with their backs to each other, Tang Bing heard Fang Ran's familiar opening from behind her.

She wasn't surprised at all. Rolling her eyes, she silently complained with a speechless expression,

"Senior Brother, do you think our teachers tell us everything?"

"Cough, cough! No, I'm not asking about that series today."

Wait, did I just hear the word "series"?

Turning around with a blank expression to look at Fang Ran, who pretended to cough twice, Tang Bing silently stared at him until he lightly scratched his cheek with his index finger. Looking slightly embarrassed, as though he didn't know how to phrase it, he asked,

"Say, if there really was someone who'd gone missing alone overseas with no money at all and was on the run, how would he solve the bathing problem?"

"Ah???"

Honestly, after hearing that question, Tang Bing had expected her strange senior brother's question to be bizarre—but not this bizarre.

His expansive train of thought still drew a baffled, astonished sound from her.

"Cough, I just suddenly thought of it. Movies don't seem to teach you that, so I'm just asking. Pure curiosity."

Definitely not because I've been wandering around for days and want to take a shower or anything.

Only after leaving the comforts of human civilization and truly beginning to wander did one discover that every little everyday matter was a problem.

—Fang Ranziji · Shuo De.

And that was indeed the case. Fang Ran, who could only wrap himself in a blanket and huddle beneath a pile of clutter on a rooftop,

had already spent five days wandering through this hell-difficulty opening