Chapter 236: Keen Eye for Recognizing People

At six o'clock in the early morning, Xinxue finally decided to rest for two hours and lay back on her simple little bed.

After following Cheng Shuili, her standard of living really jumped a lot, and it has stayed that way.

She closed her eyes, drew a cross on her chest, and whispered, "Thank the Crow."

Indeed, the first follower of the Crow God Cult is Xin Xue Chuji herself.

At the same time, Qi Wan Yi got up early, first checked the small group's messages, saw that Xinxue had pulled another all‑night shift, and helplessly shook her head.

If this continues, Xinxue will eventually burn herself out, won't she?

It wasn't raining outside, and after reading Xinxue's message, Qi Wan Yi wasn't particularly surprised.

On the other side, Cheng Shuili, who had just opened her eyes, was different; she ruffled her messy hair, stared out the window for a while, confirmed that only a few clueless monsters were watching her, and after seeing they were dry, she couldn't help but frown.

Isn't it acid rain?

What about the rain?

There's no sign of acid rain outside at all.

She furrowed her brows, stood up, and leaned against the window.

Not saying it's acidic, but the rain?

Cheng Shuili, still frowning, opened the regional channel, and while clicking through, saw that Xinxue had posted a message in the group. But based on what she knows of Xinxue, this person probably wouldn't say anything useful.

Cheng Shuili always puts business first, so she naturally ignored the unread messages and went straight to see what was being discussed on the regional channel.

"Sunny day~ Sun~ Stay a bit longer!"

"It's my first time loving sunshine this much; I used to only like rainy days."

"Sigh… Is there no other way? I really don't want to buy anything from Xinxue, that merchant."

"I still don't want to buy; can I even get it?"

"Huh?? What does that mean? It's gone?!! No! I only bought six! That's not enough at all!"

"He really isn't replying; I've waited a long time, raised the price twice, and he still hasn't responded. He can't have actually sold out, right?"

"He can't be using hunger marketing, can he? This person is truly terrible!"

"Terrible!!"

Cheng Shuili: "???"

What's going on?

It definitely rained, but now it's sunny.

And Xinxue is still selling goods?

Cheng Shuili furrowed her brows, finally recalling the message she had ignored.

Oh… this time Xinxue is actually talking about something serious.

How rare.

Cheng Shuili, while sighing, carefully read the latest messages, then casually sent one to Guang Hui and Chen Qing Shan, and only then posted a message in the group.

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: Good job, I'll give you a snack at noon.

Xinxue didn't reply; she's probably still resting.

Cheng Shuili closed the private chat window, looked at the rain‑proof cover on her vehicle—fine, very safe.

But… the effect of acid rain is actually reducing durability?

Cheng Shuili recalled her transport; the durability column… seems infinite.

Eh?

Does that mean Cheng Shuili doesn't need the rain‑proof cover? Her vehicle is immune to acid rain!

Cheng Shuili widened her eyes, suddenly looking forward to the acid rain.

It stops for three hours each hour, so the next acid rain will be at eight o'clock.

Cheng Shuili shook her head, went to the bathroom to freshen up, and began her day.

Today's breakfast was also delicious, but unfortunately Cheng Shuili and Su Rui's guess was correct; Su Rui could taste it yesterday, indeed because it was a day off.

For Su Rui, this occasional reward feels more like a punishment.

The day before yesterday she could calmly accept that everything tasted bland, but today she can't even muster enthusiasm for her favorite ice cubes.

Cheng Shuili watched from the side, thinking the system is truly harmful.

When eight o'clock struck, Cheng Shuili deliberately removed the rain‑proof cover, confirmed her vehicle's durability hadn't changed, then put the cover back on, and contentedly told Su Rui to drive.

Just keep the cover on; having it is always better than not.

Cheng Shuili crossed her legs in the carriage and finally opened a bag of chips to eat. These were the snacks Liang Shanbo had delivered, which Su Rui hadn't finished yesterday.

She didn't eat them yesterday; now that she has no taste, she certainly won't eat them.

Only Cheng Shuili can solve this.

She just put a chip into her mouth when she received Ailin's message.

【Ai Mi Li】: Solved.

Ge Wudi solved it? Cheng Shuili pulled up the blacklist, glanced, and Ge Wudi's avatar was already gray.

Ailin is really straightforward and efficient!

【Ai Mi Li】: Lao Da, you have no idea how destitute he is—no clothes, just a pair of briefs, his body exposed, that belly, that flab… *tsk tsk*, truly disgusting.

Cheng Shuili: "......"

No need to go into such details.

Cheng Shuili immediately stopped her, ending the topic with a single, "You've worked hard."

Ailin handled it very efficiently; Cheng Shuili was pleased and reaffirmed her original decision.

Indeed, she truly has a keen eye for recognizing people!

She, with her keen eyes, saw more than just this one; the cloud's nemeses, the two of them, were clearly rare talents.

Cheng Shuili originally thought that their joining might come only after a long time, that it would require a very lucky day far in the future.

But she didn't expect that this day would arrive so quickly.

On the final day of the disaster, the number of insomniacs was the greatest.

The cloud's nemesis, also a member of the Da Jun who dares not sleep, does not know what this disaster is, nor does she know how to face it.

Mr. Dumpling whispered comfort to her, but in fact he himself was not much better.

Besides those plant seedlings, they had nothing else they could present.

Food… if the meal Wu Ya gave them is excluded, they have never had a hot meal; now they gnaw compressed biscuits and take vitamins every day. Vehicles… both of them are currently level‑2, just enough to fend off level‑2 monsters, and the fragments needed for the next upgrade, neither of them has even enough for one person.

Logically, they shouldn't be in such a mess; the plant seedlings are indeed valuable, but now almost everyone knows that this thing is extremely delicate—without sufficient strength, even if bought, one can only watch it die.

Therefore, aside from Wu Ya, they can't even find a single buyer for it.

That is why Wu Ya can drive the price down to ten percent, because they had no choice from the start.

When the acid rain began, their voice call hadn't ended; at first Mr. Dumpling heard the rain, and she, being clever, almost immediately realized what the disaster was.

But what good is knowing?

Rainproof cloth has been driven to sky‑high prices; the items Xinxue has can barely afford a few…

The acid rain will fall continuously for seven days—six hours each day!

And one rainproof cloth lasts only half an hour, so surviving a day requires twelve of them; together they need twenty‑four…

How can they possibly produce that many?