Nightfall gradually descended, casting a dusky hue on the horizon.0

Having shopped around crazily for a day, Xiaoyu, who was sitting on a bench outside a barbecue stall, fell asleep on Xia Yan’s lap tired before the owner brought up the skewers.0

Gazing at her peaceful sleeping face, Xia Yan unconsciously reached out and gently stroked her black and soft hair, finally knowing why everyone liked her so much.0

Suddenly thinking of something, Xia Yan looked at Chu Guang, who sat across from her. “So what exactly is the treasure you wanted to show me?”3

Chu Guang casually said, “Haven’t I shown you already.”0

Xia Yan was dazed for a moment, then she understood what he meant and rolled her eyes at him. “This answer is too cheeky.”0

“You're just too slow.” Chu Guang chuckled, unconcerned.0

To him, everything they had seen was his treasure.0

Whether it was the boundless farmland on the west of Longevity Town, or the increasingly prosperous streets of Dawn City.0

It certainly wasn’t comparable to how it was more than 2 centuries ago, but to the survivors living on this wasteland, this was a great place that no number of loot boxes could exchange.0

It was a rare peaceful place on the wasteland.0

At the very least, they would be able to...0