Capítulo 135: Adaptation
Currently, An Xiulan should be sleeping inside her tent that share with Song Xueyun who was fast asleep.
But was An Xiulan sleeping?
No, how could someone sleep with an empty stomach?
Anyone could do that but the ex-oppressed missy who was now a spoiled missy wasn't blessed with the ability to sleep with an empty stomach.
She was sitting on the log placed outside her tent, shivering. She was shivering in cold as well as fear as she looked at the dark woods far away.
Humans are lethally adaptable, she had learned this phenomenon during her time in this world. How could someone who had come from a time where light bulbs or mobile phones were something they would have called witchery be so easily adapted to this life?
When she had transmigrated to this world, she had thought that how could someone like her who was illiterate and a fool survive in this world?
Now, look at her. She was an internet-addicted girl.
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tanu_sam
tanu_sam Only one chapter. I will try to write another chapter. No promises though. My shoulders have given up on me. I might be dying. I want cup noodles. I want something Yummy. Sob. sob. I only want a Han zixin of my own. and Fireflies and everything else. I'm only ranting. Goodbye. Sweet dreams.
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