The survivors lit a fire in the middle of the ruins.
"Success."
They gathered around the fire, curiously watching the flames grow stronger and stronger.
"Stand farther back," Wang Chuan reminded them. Only then did they reluctantly move away.
"You've already learned how to make a fire. From now on, you'll do it yourselves," Wang Chuan said to Xiao Kong.
"Okay."
Xiao Kong stared at the slowly rising flames, his eyes gleaming.
"How did you cook your food before?" Wang Chuan asked curiously.
"We had Xiao Yang heat it up, or we ate it raw. Piggy Grass and Round Worms can both be eaten raw, though they don't taste as good as when they're cooked."
"Wouldn't that give you diarrhea?"
"If we got diarrhea, we just had Xiao Lian heal us."
"I see. Then be more careful from now on," Wang Chuan reminded them flatly.
After the "Backpack" disappeared, Xiao Lian could no longer use her ability either. They had become just like normal humans, so they could not keep living so roughly. There were no medical facilities here like those in normal human society. If they got sick, it would not be so easy to recover.
Wang Chuan sternly reminded them several more times, telling Xiao Kong to keep an eye on his companions and not let them casually eat raw food. Xiao Kong solemnly agreed.
The fire burned brighter and brighter.
The survivors gradually tossed flammable items they had picked up from the ruins into the fire, then set the simple cookware they had prepared over the flames.
"Where's the food? Bring it over! I'll control the heat! No one understands this better than I do!" Xiao Yang shouted excitedly, snatching the metal tray holding the ingredients and preparing to dump everything directly into the pot.
Fortunately, Wang