The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead

Nian Shutong felt a bit of a chuckle escape her, she had to get used to this hunger.

Taking a few steps towards the direction of the forest, she used the cover of the trees to take out the system's potatoes.

Each about the size of her two fists put together, there were ten in total, round and plump.

She casually plucked a large leaf from a tree, placed the potatoes on it, and carried them back.

"Can these seeds withstand the attack of the toxins from outside?"

Nian Shutong herself didn't fear the toxins because her cultivation actually needed them—the more toxic, the happier she was.

However, for those who couldn't cultivate and the animals and plants, such an environment wasn't friendly, even deadly.

Otherwise, the Nian Family wouldn't have otherwise insisted on an incompetent person with a sickly constitution to inherit a planet full of toxins; it was because they disdain to waste the Nian Family's cultivation resources on them.

"Ding! Host, please rest assured, our seeds have the ability to resist toxins, and the fruits produced from these seeds will not contain toxins. However, the fruits produced do not possess the seed's ability."

In other words, the system was the largest seed merchant; she could only buy seeds from it.

That's fine, Nian Shutong wasn't very concerned about this. She continued to ask:

"How do you eat this?"

"Ding! Potatoes are a type of tuberous vegetable with a high yield; they can be steamed, boiled, baked, sautéed, stir-fried, or stewed."

There were quite a variety of cooking methods. Nian Shutong carried the potatoes back to a large rock, where she placed the leaf on the ground.

She turned and snapped off a branch from a dead tree, carried it back, opened the Space Button, and took out a cylindrical flame-thrower.

"Hisss—" With a sound, the flame spewed forth, and a pile of branches in front of her began to burn.

Nian Shutong roughly tossed all ten potatoes into the fire, beginning to "cook" them, half roasted, half burned.

"That's not... tasty."

Fu Yunhe shifted his position, sat opposite Nian Shutong, leaning against the large rock, and said it again.

"These gagas can be consumed, but after radiation, they are toxic. You can't cultivate, so you won't be able to expel the toxins on your own after eating them, which is very dangerous. You can drink nutrient liquid."

"One bottle for you," Nian Shutong indeed only had one bottle, but even if she had more, she wouldn't drink it.

Fu Yunhe did show a moment of surprise, but it was fleeting.

She wasn't that kind-hearted.

"I can buy some for us to settle down, and after resting for a few days, we can make further plans," Fu Yunhe said, reaching to open the Star Network; Nian Shutong didn't stop him.

She wouldn't drink it, but Fu Yunhe had to.

Fu Yunhe didn't hear Nian Shutong's objection and thought she had agreed; he began to navigate the purchase of nutrient liquid.

Ten minutes later, a fragrant smell slowly drifted away.

Nian Shutong's stomach was growling, and she only had one feeling: hunger.

While opposite her, Fu Yunhe had his pupils shrink slightly, detecting a subtle change.

That smell...

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the scent made Fu Yunhe feel as if his breathing had become a bit easier.

Maybe it was tiny, but his keen spiritual power still noticed this slight change.

He watched Nian Shutong across him, poking out the gaga with a stick. What was this woman's background?

Before he could ponder further, he saw Nian Shutong brazenly break open the blackened outer layer of the gaga, not minding the heat.

That rich aroma in a blink of an eye, the creamy-yellow interior, made Fu Yunhe swallow a bit of saliva.

Breathing seemed to be even smoother.

Was this really toxic? At this moment, Fu Yunhe began to doubt.

"Ha—ha—huff huff—" Nian Shutong blew on the steam, took a bite; it was soft, fluffy, and sticky.

The taste was rather bland, not much flavor, but not unpleasant to eat.

"Hey? Do you have salt?" Nian Shutong felt it lacked a bit of flavor and asked Fu Yunhe.

"Ah... no." Entirely captivated by the gaga, Fu Yunhe took a deep breath and said, "No."

He saw the "what use are you" look in Nian Shutong's eyes and immediately said, "I can buy it."

"By the time you buy it, I'll have finished eating," Nian Shutong said as she finished one gaga.

Watching her pick up another gaga, Fu Yunhe pretended to ask nonchalantly,

"This gaga tastes very peculiar."

"Mm." Nian Shutong responded, mouth full of the hot potato, swallowing before saying, "When we're about to die, why care about so much?"

Fu Yunhe was speechless; there was no reasoning with this woman.

Nian Shutong ate one after another; the ten potatoes were soon left with only the last four.

Fu Yunhe was anxious to try one but didn't want to give Nian Shutong anything to hold over him, so he kept a calm facade.

"Beep beep beep—-"

There was a noise from above, the purchased goods had arrived.