The sun shone down mercilessly, blazing and fierce.
The cicadas chirped weakly.
The green belt in the distance looked sickly.
The big tree nearby was also a little listless.
Su Mo squatted under the tree and watched as the ants moved the beetle corpses.
Every time they were about to transport the beetles to the cave, he would use a branch to pick the beetles back.
He was never tired of it.
"Here!"
A voice interrupted this silent battle.
Su Mo raised his head and took a bottle of Jianlibao from Qian Tao.
After taking a bite, his mouth was filled with the taste of orange.
The heat in his body dissipated, and he felt so good that his scalp went numb.
He stood up from the ground and narrowed his eyes at the dark hair salon not far away. He asked,
"The first candidate is here?"
Qian Tao pulled open his collar and nodded.
"To be honest, I didn't expect that Yang Zhichao would have a hair salon auntie in such a remote urban village.
