The food smelled delicious, but apart from the fool and Xu Deyi, no one had much of an appetite.
Bai Huang even pushed her chicken soup over to the fool. She seemed deeply averse to eating in a nightmare and would rather go hungry.
The three pieces of bad news had left everyone dispirited, and a heavy atmosphere hung over the meal.
A cold wind battered the windows. Outside the Manor, everything was pitch-black, and only the area around the stove was well lit.
"This dump doesn't even have electricity. Once the kerosene lamps burn out, are we going to have to make our own torches?" After finishing his meal, Xu Deyi finally felt a little warmer. He looked at Gao Ming's untouched bowl of chicken soup and licked his lips.
"If you know firewood is precious, why did you waste so much cooking?" Rao Rao looked at the stove, pained by the waste.
"Why weren't you mouthing off while you were eating? Now you're done, you won't stop whining." Xu Deyi picked up Gao Ming's chicken soup. "Bro, want me to warm this up for you?"
"If you want it, go ahead. I'm not very hungry." Gao Ming stood up with his room key in hand. He was staying in Room 2009, at the end of the second-floor corridor.
"You're a true friend. I'll sleep on the floor in your room tonight and keep watch for you." Xu Deyi made his fear of sleeping alone sound like a noble act.
"I've entered a Middle Nightmare before. Generally, you can escape within ten hours. The longer you drag things out, the more unpredictable things become." Zhi Ge had not intended to eat, but Xu Deyi's cooking was genuinely good, and he had failed to resist. "I suggest we don't sleep