Chapter 22: How to Wash Up?

Ji Jiangci immediately pressed the attack: "When should we go take the mission?"

Ye Xi'an was startled by the question; she didn't know when to go take the mission, but she could go anytime.

She looked at Ji Jiangci uncertainly and said: "Um, how about you decide?"

Ji Jiangci nodded in relief and immediately said: "Then the day after tomorrow."

"Ah? No need to be that rushed."

She had just come back; although she was always free, having to leave right after arriving home still felt a bit unpleasant.

Ji Jiangci showed no sympathy for Ye Xi'an, instead advising: "The insect race hasn't invaded for over ten years; they might attack Zhu Shen Xing at any moment, and the first to suffer would be the outermost slums of Zhu Shen Xing."

"Moreover, we haven't taken a mission in a long time; our highest rank is only level three, and we even have a level one. If the insect race really comes, we'll have only a dead end."

This is also why every clan continues to take missions even when their contribution points could last a lifetime—they must constantly raise their ability levels through missions to guard against an insect invasion.

Otherwise, if we can't beat them, having lots of contribution points is pointless.

Ji Jiangci said level one, and Yi Yang lowered his head in shame; he didn't want to be so weak, but his beast-type talent was just low. Unlike Ji Jiangci, who could rely on his North African lion's innate advantage to attack even without leveling up.

He pouted, like a little wife, taking tiny steps to Ye Xi'an's side: "Honey, will you despise me?"

"Ah, I don't despise you."

Ye Xi'an looked at Yi Yang's somewhat exaggerated pecs, his face also adorably clueless, not knowing how many times more handsome he was than Earth people—why would she despise him?

Yi Yang was happy now, hugging Ye Xi'an's arm and affectionately rubbing his face against her shoulder: "Honey, you're really nice."

Ye Ling sneered: "Really, healed scar forgot the pain—she's forgotten how she used to beat you."

Yi Yang always took it in stride: "What's the big deal? It just hurts a bit."

The females' physical strength is so tiny, while males have strong defense and self-healing, basically not fearing female beatings.

At most they'd lose some blood and lose some dignity.

But can dignity be eaten as food? Yi Yang, feeling a bit tsundere, thought: moreover, he was hit by his wife—getting a little scraped by his wife isn't embarrassing.

Ye Ling rolled his eyes, showing contempt for Yi Yang's shameless beastman nature, waiting for the day Ye Xi'an really sells him off—then he'll have something to cry about.

After Ji Jiangci waited for the two to finally calm down, he continued: "So the day after tomorrow is the best time, how about it?"

Ye Xi'an let out an "oh"; he'd already decided, why ask her?

Then let's eat something and prepare to rest, getting ready for tomorrow's mission.

Ye Xi'an immediately raised her hand like a school student and asked: "How do we wash up?"

Everyone except Bao Jing raised their heads with strange expressions; it's really not easy to wait a lifetime for Ye Xi'an to take the initiative to wash up.

But unfortunately, she had no wash-up supplies, and theirs couldn't be shared with her.

"Honey, why not use my toothbrush first?"

Yi Yang carefully took out his well-kept toothbrush from under the bed; the toothbrush was wrapped in a layer of cloth that seemed to have been torn from his clothing.

Ye Xi'an: …… Is life really this hard?

Hehe, never mind.

You don't share toothbrushes with others; if I'd known, I'd have checked today when I came back to see if any were for sale.

(End of chapter)