Watching the self-heating hot pot puff out steam while the tiny campfire beside it burned warmly, Su Ming sat on the floor in the firelight, feeling somewhat sentimental.
Blank really was a pain to deal with. The last time he had spent the night in an unfamiliar environment for a mission probably dated back to when he had first transmigrated.
Still, having an occasional picnic outdoors was nice. Especially after using Cosmic Energy to clear the stench from the air and drive away the bugs and mice, the environment here was much better than the wilderness.
He chatted with the ladies while grilling meat over the campfire, adding soul to the ingredients with elbow salt. A smile remained on his face the whole time.
Although every passerby looked like they were blind with their eyes open, that did not make him lower his guard. The symptoms these people displayed were far too similar to being controlled by the Anti-Life Equation.
The difference was that they merely smiled as they focused on their own affairs, whereas victims of the Anti-Life Equation would only chant slogans.
"Ah, I found it." Diana pointed at the projected screen before her. Under the neon light spilling in through the window, her expression looked a little lost. "The historical records online say that I disappeared into the depths of space during the battle against Perpetua. Do you think... I might not have died?"
If she could find herself from another Timeline, perhaps she could obtain a great deal of information directly. That made Diana a little excited.
If her Hypertime Variant had helped Slade, that should count as her own contribution too, right?
"Tsk, tsk. It doesn't look too promising, Little Dai." Harley stared at the skewers over the little campfire, watching golden grease drip onto