Nian Shutong, in a good mood, recognized Rubble's usefulness, surpassing his critical nature.
However, her curiosity made her pause and she pointed towards the small wooden house, asking Rubble a question.
"Xiao He, what does he look like?"
Rubble's head turned as he looked at Nian Shutong and replied, "Xiao He is not only ugly but also on the verge of death."
"Ha! He's ugly too?" Nian Shutong felt a strangely satisfying sense of gratification, walking back to the small wooden house with her hands behind her back and casually calling out, "See you tomorrow, Rubble."
Rubble, who was supposed to be resting and thus no longer working, had reached the time for his break.
Still each kept to their place, resting, earning money, cultivating.
In her room, Nian Shutong had already taken out the System Repair Liquid, drank it in one gulp, and started repairing and improving her physique.
