Chapter 93: Short Rest (Part 2)

Chapter 93: Short Rest (Part 2)

Xiao Hua settled Luo Ning and the other two, then brought the remaining four older kids back to the villa.

As soon as they returned to the villa, the group immediately became lively, especially Zhao Ye, who took off running inside and pushed open the door with force.

Xiao Hua’s brow twitched, but her restraining voice came a second too late, “Wait!”

“Cough! Damn it!”

Zhao Ye hurriedly backed out, looking utterly disillusioned, “This place is too dirty, right?!

Xiao Hua inhaled the dust-filled air and immediately covered her nose, fuming and wanting to punish Zhao Ye on the spot.

Gritting her teeth, Xiao Hua’s voice squeezed out from between them, “How can the house not be dirty after being empty for half a month? Don’t you have any common sense?!”

To be honest, he really didn’t, but Zhao Ye didn’t dare say that.

Xiao Hua raised her hand to block the dust for a while, and only put it down when the dust in the air finally stopped flying around.

Then she summoned a stream of water that divided into multiple flows, washing every corner of the villa clean.

Finally, the villa was habitable again, and Xiao Hua and the others walked in and sat down to rest.

After sprawling on the sofa for a few minutes, Xiao Hua suddenly remembered something, “Did Brother Bai say anything before he left?”

“Yes,” Han Xiu Jie stopped petting the pig and pushed up his glasses, “Brother Bai told us to rest up quickly; we might be heading to City A again soon.”

Xiao Hua nodded with her legs crossed, then grabbed the mutated mouse confined in a cage next to her.

The mouse seemed resigned to being captured but still refused to fully cooperate with Xiao Hua’s group’s research.

It had been neglected for several days, and now that Xiao Hua had some time, she decided to study it again.

Xiao Hua stared at it for a few seconds and then, with a pout, commented, “A bit ugly.”

Mutated mouse: “……”

Su Mo burst into laughter, “Xiao Hua, how can you launch a personal attack?”

Xiao Hua, showing no sign of panic at the accusation, spouted a load of nonsense, “It’s not a person, so it doesn’t count as a personal attack.”

Su Mo almost choked on her saliva.

Xiao Hua continued to stare at the large grey mouse for a while, then slowly turned her gaze toward Zhao Ye.

Zhao Ye: “???”

Zhao Ye felt a chill and asked, “What?”

Xiao Hua, with a meaningful smile, pointed at the mouse in the cage, “It’s a mental-type, and so are you.”

Zhao Ye: “So?”

Xiao Hua voiced her thoughts, “Why don't you two try communicating?”

Before Zhao Ye could react, Xiao Hua thrust a large, fat grey mouse into his arms.

Zhao Ye, feeling a bit overwhelmed, clutched his head, “We’re not even the same species—how are we supposed to communicate? We might as well just butcher it for meat.”

Xiao Hua actually nodded in approval, "Sure, that's fine."

"Really?" Zhao Ye was stunned for a moment, then let out a creepy laugh.

The large grey rat, which had been pretending to be dead, just stared blankly: “……”

Xiao Hua glanced at the large grey rat, which had stopped pretending to be dead, and a faint smile curved at the corner of her mouth as she got up and headed upstairs.

"I'm going to rest for a bit, you guys chat."

When she woke up in the evening, Bai Mu and Xiao Zui had already returned to the villa. Bai Mu was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Feeling the hunger pangs in her stomach, Xiao Hua floated down like a ghost and plopped down on the sofa.

Bai Mu came out of the kitchen carrying several glasses of juice. Xiao Hua took the cup he handed her, took a sip of the icy drink, and immediately perked up.

Xiao Hua looked at Bai Mu, "Is dinner almost ready?"

Bai Mu nodded slightly, looked down and smiled at Xiao Hua, "Xiao Hua, can you help me?"

Xiao Hua was happy to help. She put down her glass, stood up, and followed Bai Mu into the kitchen.

Brother Bai had prepared a table full of dishes, really plentiful.

Standing next to Bai Mu, Xiao Hua helped tidy up. "Brother Bai, when are we heading to City A?"

Bai Mu, with his well-defined arm busy cooking, replied gently upon hearing this, "Early tomorrow morning."

"Is someone important in a hurry?" Xiao Hua suddenly became curious. Isn't it just delivering some crude oil and picking up some equipment? Did it really need to be so urgent?

"No," Bai Mu leaned closer to Xiao Hua's ear and lowered his voice, "There's something odd about City A. Uncle wants us to check things out while we're there."

Xiao Hua looked at Bai Mu, her eyes filled with surprise.

Bai Mu straightened up, continuing his task, "But we don't know the situation yet. We'll have to see how it goes."

"Alright."