Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 559 Wasteland Scavenging Chronicle (3)

The robot is so tired it's practically smoking; if she were to dig it herself, it would be ruined.

Fine, she decided not to make things difficult for the robot and herself. She would wake these people up and send them to their deaths somewhere far away.

Thinking of this, Wangyou rubbed her hands together and went to the unconscious people. She slapped them one by one, hoping to wake them up physically. She slapped them until their faces were swollen, but they still didn't wake up.

"I hope I don't kill them all at once!"

"No, it shouldn't expand anymore once it's dead!"

As for moving them back to her house, Wangyou hadn't even considered it. Her little nest was enough for just her; as for others, especially since they were a few people who didn't look well-off, she couldn't afford to support five grown men by herself. Besides, she wasn't willing to.

Just as Wangyou was pondering how to wake these people up without harming her interests, the man carrying the knife among them reacted.

Wangyou looked at the man with delight, finally relieved that she no longer had to worry about these people dying in front of her house.

As for dying there and being eaten by someone else, that's none of her business.

These people were either fair-skinned and delicate or plump and chubby, and they were all considered good food by those people. If Wangyou hadn't been persistently training her martial arts skills over the years, she probably would have become someone else's meal long ago.

Of course, on the other hand, the orphanage also provided them with shelter. If they died outside, no one would care, but inside the orphanage, no one would dare to do anything reckless.

"You're awake. If you're awake, hurry up and take your friends and get out of here. If you're going to die, die somewhere far away. Don't dirty my house." Wangyou said coldly after seeing that the person was fully awake.

As they were talking, the others also reacted and came to their senses one after another. Only then did Wangyou notice that the injured one was the fat man.

"Where...where am I?"

"I don't know!" The man with the knife on his back spoke somewhat stiffly, clearly because he had been beaten too badly by Wangyou, and his face was swollen.

"Leave as soon as you wake up," Wangyou emphasized again before leaving with the robot.

We'll abandon that snow cave tomorrow, and if we have time, we'll dig a new one.

After returning home, Wangyou closed the courtyard gate and prepared to cook a rabbit leg today. She planned to eat it directly with salt after cooking, a method she had learned through repeated practice.

However, it wasn't very tasty; it had a strong fishy smell, but it could replenish the body's energy.

Looking at the snow-clearing robot that she had turned off, she wondered why the food made by the housekeeping robot had no energy at all. But this is also why robots cannot replace humans.

Of course, it's possible that someone might figure it out in the future, but who would bother with such a thankless task? In an era when even leafy greens were scarce, nobody would do such a thing.

This is probably what the book means by "when people have enough to eat and wear, they will know etiquette." It means that people will only consider whether their actions will be criticized by others when they are well-fed and clothed.

In the wasteland, people were lucky to have anything to eat, and being full was a luxury. Of course, Wangyou was one of the people who could feed herself.

She needs to take advantage of the next few days to replenish her energy. A large-scale beast tide should break out in a few days, which will be a rare opportunity to slaughter alien beasts and scavenge for loot, although it will be quite dangerous.

Wangyou was busy skimming off the foam that rose from the boiled meat, as this would make it taste a little better. She didn't dare to add star anise, fennel, ginger, or anything like that, because it would change the flavor. She could only use all-natural ingredients.

She really wanted to eat the braised pork recipe described in the book. She had collected all the seasonings, but she couldn't make it. It was a terrible situation.

Just as he was lamenting that he wouldn't even be able to eat a normal meal of meat in the future, there was another knock on the door, this time louder.

Wangyou realized, "Oh no, I didn't activate the defense mode when I changed the beast core. With such thick snow, could it be that those people have come back and found my house again?"

Wangyou wanted to activate the defense mode, but if the person couldn't hold on and died at her doorstep, wouldn't she have to collect the body? That wasn't a worthwhile deal. Maybe she should just go out and chase them away.

"Stay away from my house. If you're going to die, go even further away. By spring, either your bodies will rot, or someone will pick you up," Wangyou said, opening the door and glancing at the group.

It looks quite tragic, but there are so many tragic people in this era, she is already considered kind-hearted.

After Wangyou finished speaking, she was about to close the door when a hand got stuck in the middle. Wangyou frowned and said, "Don't make me say it a second time."

"Miss, beautiful lady, we brothers were climbing a mountain when we got caught in an avalanche and ended up here. Could you please let us in to rest for a bit? We promise to leave tomorrow," the fat man said. He had injured his hand while knocking on the door yesterday, and the wound was now frozen.

"What does this have to do with me? Go away, don't bother me." Wangyou slammed the door shut without any mercy.

This time, when they knocked on the door again, no one opened it for them.

"Where are we? The snow on Changbai Mountain can't be this thick!" the fat man muttered.

“I always feel like we’re no longer in the same world,” said the man with delicate, girlish features.

"Master Hua, tell me, where are we?"

"Let's not worry about where we are right now. I have a feeling that if we can't find a place to stay, we'll really freeze to death."

"I think I'm about to freeze to death," the weakest man said weakly, his eyes closed.

"I'm not going to make it either. I've lived for over a hundred years, and I never thought I'd freeze to death one day," the man wearing sunglasses said self-deprecatingly.

Inside the house, Wangyou was cooking meat. The longer it cooked, the stronger the meaty smell became, forcing her to open all the kitchen windows and also place a fire-type beast core in the corner of the kitchen.

"What a strong meaty smell!"

"Does this family not know how to cook?"

The group didn't leave because they had already searched for a way out, but there were no clues at all. When they dug up, all they could see was a vast expanse of white. There was no human figure to be seen, and apart from the white, they couldn't see anything else. They could only stay at the door of the only house they could see.

The group intensified their exercise, but the chill was so intense it felt like it was freezing them. Just as they were about to faint, they were jolted awake by the strong smell of meat.

"I don't hear any other sounds coming from inside. Could it be that the little girl lives there all by herself?"

"Why don't we just go in? We can't just freeze to death here!" the fat man couldn't help but say.

“Open your eyes and look, there’s not a single snowflake on that wall. Also, have you forgotten how you got hurt last night?” the thinnest man said.

"What should we do? If this continues, even with all my fat, I won't be able to withstand the cold!" the fat man said, stomping his feet.

“Smell it, the meat smells increasingly fishy, ​​but there’s not a trace of seasoning. The girl inside probably can’t cook and just boils it plain,” the handsome man said after a moment of thought.