You wouldn't normally know he's so strong.
Mingyan followed behind him, trembling, and walked a short distance before sitting down in a sheltered spot under a boulder.
The importance of preserving the fire quickly became apparent.
At this moment, Xia Cheng took out the container and quickly rekindled a campfire.
He rubbed Mingyan's icy fingers and said, "Why are you so cold? Take off your clothes."
Unable to speak, Ming took off his coat and pants, leaving him in only shorts, and leaned against the fire to warm himself.
"Socks!" Xia Cheng gestured.
Ming said his fingers were so cold they were hard to use, and bending over was difficult.
Xia Cheng was both amused and exasperated. He walked over, lifted Mingyan's leg, and with a couple of quick swipes, removed Mingyan's socks as well.
The campfire crackled and popped, its warm red light illuminating the rocks and bushes on either side.
Mingyan felt a little warmer and said, "I...I have a fish in my pocket."
Xia Cheng touched it and, sure enough, exclaimed, "You're lucky!"
Mingyan smiled.
People who have survived the apocalypse naturally feel very anxious about every bit of food they have.
Back when Earth was still covered in ice and snow, it was everyone's instinct to bring anything that could move out of the water.
Xia Cheng recovered quickly, and, shirtless, ran energetically to the river to fish.
That fit physique doesn't look like that of a pampered young master.
Although his fishing skills were a little rusty, his movements were fluid and natural, and his arms showed well-defined muscle lines.
Mingyan originally wanted to go up and help, but as he watched, he suddenly had a strong inspiration.
Xia Cheng finally managed to spear two fish, figuring it should be enough for the two of them for dinner.
When I ran back quickly, I saw Mingyan holding freshly burned charcoal in one hand, bending over and scribbling on the rocks.
"What are you drawing?" he asked.
Without even looking up, Mingyan said, "Inspiration! I want to make a two-player cooperative adventure game! The theme is post-apocalyptic survival!"
Xia Cheng: "..."
Okay, Chief Designer Ming is still Chief Designer Ming.
"If this were ancient times, you'd be that philosopher who, on his deathbed, was still shouting, 'Don't step on my circle!'"
Xia Cheng muttered to himself as he skewered the fish and placed it next to the campfire to grill.
After finally finishing writing, Mingyan put on dry and warm clothes and sat back down by the campfire.
That serene expression suggested that warmth was the happiest thing in the world.
It looks like it would be easy to care for.
As Xia Cheng watched, he inexplicably burst into laughter.
Just as I was about to say something, I was interrupted by an outsider.
An instructor came over, holding some things in his hands, and said, "We roasted some nuts, and this is for you."
Xia Cheng said, "No need..."
He said clearly, "Thank you!"
There was a two-second pause.
He said clearly, "Alright, no need."
Xia Cheng laughed, took all the nuts, and turned to say, "Hiss, they're still warm, come here quickly."
Mingyan stretched out his hand, and two steaming hot fruits immediately fell into his palm, emitting an enticing aroma.
"Thanks," Ming said.
Xia Cheng shamelessly said, "No need to thank me, just call me brother."
Mingyan immediately lowered her head to peel nuts, trying to shut him up with the fragrant fruit.
Instructor: "..." No, I gave him the nuts! What does it have to do with him?!
At that moment, another instructor came out from behind and tapped his shoulder expressionlessly.
The two sighed in unison and silently disappeared into the background.
Early the next morning, Xia Cheng woke Mingyan up by the campfire.
The sun is rising vigorously, like a vibrant fried egg.
Mingyan's stomach rumbled, and Xia Cheng chuckled as he stuffed two more fruits into his mouth.
The two followed the stream downstream and soon arrived at the small waterfall.
The jagged rocks divided the water flow into several channels, eliminating the possibility of people going downstream, but providing a shortcut to slowly climb down.