Chapter 45: The Priest of Light

There was no way around it—if one person had bad luck, it was naturally tragic. But if everyone had bad luck together, it became a cause for celebration, a universal joy.

Qiao Duoduo flipped through some records of her family’s bloodlines and, as expected, enhancing a bloodline was extremely difficult for everyone. In comparison, Su Ning’s Demon lineage seemed a bit easier, since nearby ghosts could be “consumed.” Realizing this, Su Ning felt more energized.

Duoduo returned the book to Su Ning and reminded him to store it carefully, making sure no one with ill intentions discovered it. Su Ning nodded and agreed.

After putting the card away, Su Ning left, leaving the worried young couple behind and cheerfully went home to continue making short-sleeved shirts.

Meanwhile, Luo Nanchuan was frustrated because he couldn’t go out due to the rain.

Now, Yanhang had brought along some cousin, and without Luo Nanchuan asking, Yanhang explained casually, “Chuan’er, she’s the daughter brought by my mom’s friend’s brother’s second wife—basically my mom’s friend’s brother’s stepdaughter. My mom’s friend knew we lived in the same neighborhood, so she asked my mom, who then asked me, to bring her to the Quanfudu District.”

The long chain of relations gave Luo Nanchuan a headache, and he casually said, “And then?”

Yanhang’s eyes lit up—he knew his Chuan’er was a man with a cold face but a warm heart. He nodded to the cousin, who stepped forward a few steps. “Hello, Big Brother Luo. My name is Yao Qianqian. My profession is Priest of Light. I have two skills: healing and dispelling negative states. Angel bloodline.”

Yao Qianqian hadn’t intended to introduce herself in such detail, but seeing the man’s slightly displeased expression made her nervous. Looking at Luo Nanchuan’s sharp, handsome face, she wanted to leave a good impression.

Luo Nanchuan noticed Yanhang’s barely contained excitement and offered a simple self-introduction: “Hello, I’m Luo Nanchuan.”

But to Yao Qianqian, this voice stirred a storm within her. Before the apocalypse, twenty-year-old Yao Qianqian hadn’t graduated college and had never dated—a young girl’s age of dreams. Luo Nanchuan’s presence felt like Cupid himself waving at her.

A completely restrained, attractive man—a soldier, perfect profession, perfect character, a handsome face, even a beautiful voice. The more she thought about it, the more Yao Qianqian blushed and laughed shyly.

Luo Nanchuan remained indifferent, more concerned with how to go out in the rain and how to get Su Ning discounts.

Yanhang watched his friend’s distracted demeanor and Yao Qianqian’s shy look, sensing a bit of what was happening. He thought his friend’s romantic luck was truly strong. Yao Qianqian, a young girl with fair skin, long hair, and a shapely figure—not overly curvy, but proportionate—was quite attractive.

Although Yanhang thought this, he still acted quickly, arranging for the girl to stay in his originally intended room, while he himself would start sleeping in the living room. Still, he schemed a bit—his distant cousin was not only pretty but also talented. If it weren’t for their previous high-level teammate dying, they might not even have needed to be asked for help. She was a sought-after priest.

Luo Nanchuan, in his introverted thoughts, didn’t notice any of this. To him, two grown men and a young girl together was somewhat troublesome. But since she was just being sent to Quanfudu District—only two streets away in pre-apocalypse maps—it wasn’t far.

In another bedroom, Yao Qianqian rubbed her hands in anticipation of her future life.

For a moment, three rooms, three people, each with different thoughts.

At this moment, Su Ning had no idea that soon, “Mr. Fat Sheep” would come to catch her.

After reading for a while, taking a nap, and finishing six short-sleeved shirts, evening had arrived. Having been busy all afternoon, Su Ning looked out at the still-raining sky and abandoned the idea of going out for dinner.

She rolled happily on the bed twice, then sent a video chat request to her mom. Shortly after, the chat connected. Seeing her mom still on her way back to the city, Su Ning smiled. “Mom, you just got back?”

On the other side, Su Ning’s mom smiled with concern at her daughter lying on the bed. “Didn’t fight monsters today? Slacking off?”

Embarrassed, Su Ning buried her head in the blanket and coquettishly said, “No! It’s raining, going out would catch a cold, slowing my mana auto-recovery.”

“You need to wear more when it rains. It’s cold, you could easily catch a cold,” her mom said with care. Su Ning froze—right! It was cold in the rain; she needed to dress warmer. She really lacked common sense.

The mother and daughter chatted about various everyday matters, then hung up. Su Ning pulled out her old thermal underwear, put on long clothes, and added a raincoat before walking around the terrace. After an hour, she didn’t catch cold again.

Su Ning couldn’t help but praise her mom’s wisdom.

Having discovered a new method, Su Ning first went to share it with her best friend, Qiao Duoduo. At that time, Duoduo was immersed in cooking. Seeing Su Ning arrive, Huoyang hurriedly asked her to help serve the rice.

Su Ning watched as Huoyang portioned a large pot of rice into plastic containers, adding side dishes. It looked like a Chinese fast-food takeout preparation scene.

Seeing Su Ning hesitate, Huoyang urged, “Su Ge, come on, help me serve the rice.”

Confused, Su Ning walked over and asked while serving, “What are you doing? Opening a restaurant?”

Huoyang, worried that Duoduo might cut herself if distracted while chopping, quickly explained, “Duoduo was researching bloodline enhancement. She summarized that it’s basically eating. Since it’s raining and the restaurant has few customers, she’s practicing cooking.”

Seeing Su Ning still confused, Huoyang continued, “Cooking so much may not add stats, but there’s a minor positive buff. She also started a little online restaurant called ‘Sleepy Little Eatery.’”

Su Ning tried to ask, “Sleepy Little Eatery?”

Huoyang sighed, “Yes, that’s the name. She bought a bunch of takeout boxes from the mall to package and sell.”

Su Ning checked the dishes—indeed, quite good. For example, Spicy Rabbit Head increased defense by 5% for an hour. Braised Rabbit Meat increased HP by 5% for an hour. Lamb Rib Soup countered cold, keeping body temperature for 2 hours. She realized these could be hot sellers.

“This lamb rib soup is great! This would definitely sell in the North.”

Huoyang looked at Duoduo still cooking and sighed. “It’ll definitely be popular. Otherwise, all the bought carrots would be wasted.”

Following Huoyang’s gaze, Su Ning saw several large sacks of carrots neatly occupying a corner of the living room. She immediately understood—of course, the mall wouldn’t sell them individually. Haha.