Chapter 150: Mosquito Buzz

The most exquisite was that plate of cold mixed wild vegetables.

The purslane and dandelion tender leaves, Qi Wan Yi definitely blanched in boiling water, then tossed with minced garlic, chili oil, and a few drops of precious aromatic vinegar.

The wild vegetables kept a crisp, tender texture, bearing the unique fresh scent of the mountains, and were sour‑spicy and appetizing.

"So fragrant!"

Cheng Shuili couldn't wait, scooped a mouthful of rice, then grabbed a piece of scallion‑stirred lamb and shoved it into her mouth.

"Mmm—" she closed her eyes in bliss; the lamb was unbelievably tender, the scallion aroma and sauce perfectly blended, the mildly sweet sauce coating the rice, making one unable to resist another bite.

A few people in the group went wild, spouting compliments for free, and even the usually silent Ailin said several praising remarks.

Cheng Shuili looked at the wolf‑like bunch, shook her head helplessly, noting that she herself was the steadier one—no wonder she's the boss!

Liang Shan Bo Yu Zhu Ying Lai swallowed the last sip of lamb broth in small gulps, couldn't help but belch loudly, patted his round belly and collapsed onto the sofa, only then freeing a hand to send a message in the five‑person group.

【Liang Shan Bo Yu Zhu Ying Lai】: Wan Yi sister, what are we eating tonight?

Cheng Shuili had just finished washing the dishes when she saw the line, and she replied irritably.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: We'll eat bread tonight, no discussion.

The group instantly filled with wails.

Qi Wan Yi was actually quite pleased, having saved a meal!

At two p. m., Cheng Shuili finally received a reply from Guanghui.

【Guanghui Zhaoyao Lanxing】: I must have entered an epic‑level Instance; you must be hell‑level, right? How did you get out so fast!

Zhao Hong posted that line purely on instinct from being shocked.

He once thought that even if Wu Ya had some strength, it still couldn't match the friends around him who trained daily.

Or, to put it bluntly, every achievement Wu Ya attained was inseparable from luck.

Earlier, Zhao Hong would think luck made Wu Ya.

At this moment, he truly became convinced: it wasn't luck that made Wu Ya; Wu Ya possesses absolute strength. Yet people like them can't see or understand that strength, so they can only vaguely blame luck.

This escape‑room challenge is a pure test of psychology and intellect; if he could still claim server‑wide first place…

Zhao Hong shook his head; it would be strange not to get it, right?

Cheng Shuili saw the message and replied.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: There's a new update.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: The next disaster is famine; prepare accordingly. Also, these are gifts for you.

"You gave player Guanghui Zhaoyao Lanxing a gift......"

It's as if to make Zhao Hong grow three more brains; he couldn't have guessed Wu Ya contacted him this time for that!

His fingers on the virtual keyboard trembled slightly; he thought the last thing he gave Wu Ya wasn't much, yet this person was so frank—telling him the next disaster is famine and even sending food.

That is life‑saving in a famine!

How is he supposed to repay that?

Zhao Hong rummaged through his supplies and finally chose a few Vehicle Cards to give Cheng Shuili.

"You have received a gift from player Guanghui Zhaoyao Lanxing: Vehicle Cleaning Card ×1, Designated Player Duel Card ×3!"

【Guanghui Zhaoyao Lanxing】: Hope it's useful to you.

It's kind of useful, I guess.

Cheng Shuili pinched a Designated Player Duel Card; these have become rampant lately—why are they everywhere? In the past few days, Su Rui pulled out a dozen from loot boxes.

Xinxue and Liang Shan Bo Yu Zhu Ying Lai also said they got several from supply boxes.

Is the system distributing these?

Cheng Shuili suddenly had a flash of insight: the appearance rate of this item matches how often extreme‑heat water showed up before; could famine require this item?

She sat cross‑legged on the ground pondering for a while, yet she couldn't conceive any use for it.

However, she has plenty of Game Coins, abundant supplies, strong power, and this item will surely be useful someday.

She decided to have Xinxue collect a few, just in case.

At three p. m., most people had exited the Instance, and the regional channel buzzed again.

Cheng Shuili didn't forget the main task; she urgently needed a small motor, and handing it to Xinxue would take ages, so she simply asked directly in the regional channel.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: Small motor, anyone have one? Private message.

"! — Caught a big boss alive!"

"Wuya Lao Da, look at me! I have two motors! But none are small; do you want them?"

She definitely doesn't want them.

"I do have a motor, but could you, boss, leak the next disaster info? You must already know, right?"

Trying to trade a motor for info? That's too stingy.

Cheng Shuili only felt annoyed, yet the regional channel was steered off course by this message.

"Yeah! Wu Ya definitely already knows what the next disaster is!"

"Wu Ya Lao, since you know the next disaster, why not announce it? We're all survivors; shouldn't we help each other?"

"Exactly! You have so many supplies, yet you hide intel? If we can't survive, can you live with yourself?"

"@Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji, you're the Number One on the leaderboard; the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. Now you stand by as people die; who will trust you later? Moreover, as Number One, no one will attack you, so publishing the info would benefit everyone, right?"

"Please... I have elderly and children at home; if disaster strikes and we're unprepared, can you bear watching us die?"

"Hehe, why act so aloof? It's just luck being a bit better, huh? Really think you're a great savior? Not sharing intel is selfish!"

"Wu Ya, think about it: if you help everyone now, when you're in trouble later we'll help you too—mutual benefit, isn't it?"

"I get it, he definitely wants to wait for the disaster to sell supplies at a high price! He's deliberately silent just to profit from our lives!"

"@Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji, stop playing dead! Come out and give an explanation!"

"Damn, the most annoying are these pretentious ones, having intel and not sharing, just waiting to watch the show, huh?"

"Wu Ya, if you don't speak up, don't blame us for standing by later; it's all on you!"

Cheng Shuili: "……"

Really annoying these beggars, one or two; as soon as she speaks, they're like mosquitoes, buzzing and buzzing, and they just land on you.

First, she has no obligation to disclose intel; second, the moral‑blackmail faces of these people are truly nauseating. Cheng Shuili sneers, and her fingers type five characters on the virtual keyboard.

Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji: "What do I owe you?"

Those five short words made the boiling regional channel fall silent for a few seconds.

Immediately after, another wave of angry, shame‑filled curses erupted:

"Stop pretending to be lofty! Not sharing intel is selfish!"

"Exactly! You have so much supplies, what's wrong with helping everyone?"

Su Rui is driving, and Cheng Shuili has plenty of time.

She fires back at each of them one by one.