The Cannon Fodder in the Global Apocalypse Game lives a leisurely life-Chapter 384: Returning (8)

[Great Romantic Sage]: Brother, why can’t I contact you again? Which hole did you fell into yesterday?

[Dumpling Duke]: Special dungeon.

[Great Romantic Sage]: Hold on...Hold on...Are you one those in the global announcements everyone was talking about in the chat? Are you okay?

Although the Buddhist beads didn’t turn grey, Zurui was still worried.

Global Announcements?

Haoran opened the Global Chat and found out everyone was mentioning Anonymous Player and Anonymous Player 2.

Some even wanted to establish alliance.

His private chats also were full to the brim, mostly players flattering him, wanting to be friends, trading, negotiations, and probing corners.

Haoran merely glanced at them before replying back to his brother’s message.

[Dumpling Duke]: Yes.

Zurui was utterly dumfounded. He really fell into a hole?! Why does he feel his brother was like those protagonist in manhua who is always on adventure?

[Great Romantic Sage]: Damn...Just how you keep ending up in dungeons? Is there a special indication to find them? Or is a secret? How’s the monster inside the special dungeon? Tell me brother!

The dungeons are full of monsters too and he can enter the lowest level dungeon to speed up the special gear progress.

Zurui eagerly waited for a reply but he received system notifications instead.

Ding-

[You’ve got 20 pounds of sea urchins]

[You’ve got 10 pounds of lobster meat]

[You’ve got 20 pounds of assorted fishes]

[You’ve got 5 pounds of bloodmoon wheat]

[You’ve got 5 pounds of bloodmoon cabbage]

[You’ve got 5 pounds of bloodmoon corns]

[You’ve got 4 units Gold-Grade Pyro Halfling Gun]

[You’ve got Mini-Golem Blueprints]

[You’ve got Pyro Halfling Gun Blueprint]

[You’ve got...]

Zurui was stunned and looked at the items. He narrowed his eyes when he saw the particular brand marks on all of the items. It says ’Manufactured in Baozi City’.

Baozi City? What an odd name...

Nonetheless, he was touched by his brother’s generosity unaware that a certain someone was guilty from ditching his brother during the Qixi Festival.

Seeing that Chunhua was coming, Haoran was about to close the tab when he heard ringing sounds in his ears.

[Great Romantic Sage]: No, Brother, I won’t take them for free. We can trade! I was going to send them yesterday but you cannot be contacted.

[You’ve got 25 pounds of Onyx-stripe Cattle Beef]

[You’ve got 28 pounds of Colorful Myriad Poultry]

[You’ve got 22 pounds Onyx-Horned Sheep Mutton]

[You’ve got 12 units of Colorful Myriad Eggs]

His Zurui sent so much. Haoran frowned.

[Dumpling Duke]: You don’t have to. Keep it.

[Great Romantic Sage]: No. I know it may not be worth equal to the ones you’ve given but once I find some more I’ll trade. I’m not a kid anymore. I should not rely on you too much.

Haoran was silent for a few seconds.

After a while, Zurui received a reply.

[Dumpling Duke]: You did a good job. I’m proud of you.

When he read the message, Zurui felt all his exhaustion from hunting monsters since the early morning was gone and tears welled up in his eyes.

Gunnar and the others raised their brows at their Master’s tears.

"There’s just sand in my eyes!" Zurui quickly wiped the tears. Real Peonies are still better; they don’t judge but provide comfort!

To vent his anger due to last night, "Yoga parties are banned from now on!"

[Dumpling Duke]: If you have something to trade, tell me.

Xiao Hua would probably like to change menus. In this way, his brother can secure a blueprint and weapon supplier.

[Great Romantic Sage]: Thank you Brother.

Haoran also remembered Xiao Hua was fond of omelette but the eggs were too few to satiate her.

[Dumpling Duke]: Remember to give me the eggs. Your sister-in-law likes egg the most.

Zurui rubbed his eyes and reread the message for a dozen times before making sure that it wasn’t an illusion.

!!!

[Great Romantic Sage]: What Sister-in-law?!

Zurui was speechless. Hey! Spill the beans please!

[Great Romantic Sage]: Wait, is it that cute girl from last time?!

Unfortunately, Haoran had already gone offline.

Zurui’s lip twitched. Now that his Brother had a love life, he was being ignored. He could already predict Haoran to be a wife slave!

Thanks to Chunhua’s donation, the lunch was very rich.

The Salted Fishes and the little guys rubbed their full stomachs, content. The pots and bowls were emptied and even the sauce was wiped out. Everyone had more than one serving.

Even, Nikolai’s dissatisfaction towards being a porter lessened at having to taste something more delicious than the spicy noodles.

Triton excused himself and decided to stroll around once more and only came back when the group set off.

With Siri on the Lead, they headed back to Temporary Camp. "Master, we met refugees yesterday and gathered them in the camp near the foot of the mountain. It’s up to you whether to accept them or not."

"Okay." Chunhua nodded.

After more than an hour of traveling, at around two in the afternoon, they finally reached the camp.

The Salted Fishes including Elga who were already notified were waiting at the entrance and when they saw the group from afar, they waved their hands.

"Old Witch, are you alright?" Elga run towards Chunhua and looked at her.

"I’m alright." Chunhua replied.

Elga leaned in Chunhua’s ears and whispered, "How was the barrier?"

After Elga asked that, she felt a tremendous pain in her head, "What was that for?" The pixie immediately distanced herself from the violent Chunhua.

Chunhua remembered the pain and struggles she experienced in the Special Realm and Haoran nearly dying.

"Come here." She said in a grim voice.

Chunhua’s face transformed into one of those scary teachers from her school.

Elga’s instinct sent signals to her brain, ’You’re screwed!’

She run off but before she can even take a single step, someone grabbed her shoulders and spanked her bum, "Ah! Old witch! That was so harsh!"

"Would you rather spar me?"

Elga instinctively shook her head, and presented her aching bum, "You can spank me again."

Chunhua’s anger dissipated. "Never mind." She was just scared of recalling Haoran nearly dying.

Haoran merely watched on. He knew Xiao Hua’s character. If the others didn’t provoke her or did her no harm, she wouldn’t lash out like that.

Elga must have done something.

Elga’s students covered their mouths with their hands, to hide their laughter.

After the extraordinary welcome, Chunhua stepped inside the camp and used her super eyesight to spy on the refugees.

But when she noticed a somewhat familiar face, she quickly went inside one of the cabin and opened it.

"Jun Chang?!"

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