14: Welcome to Eden! The goddesses' eating habits are... well, let's just say they're a bit... questionable!

With Zhou Qian acting as the poison tester and verifying that the food was actually delicious, the team's atmosphere changed completely.

"Move! Keep up, don't fall behind!"

Chen Du kicked away the human-faced crab attempting a sneak attack, then used the back of his axe to smash it into the mud to serve as fertilizer.

Passing through the shelterbelt forest draped in cured meat, the scene before their eyes changed drastically!

It was a nuclear explosion for everyone's optic nerves!

If the outside was a hellish underworld, then this place was the wasteland version of a "Full-Sugar Garden of Eden."

Amidst the industrial ruins, mutated plants were growing wildly like crazy.

Thick vines, like giant green pythons, tightly coiled around rusted gantry cranes and shipping containers.

The most absurd part was the fruit—it was all XXL size!

Golden mangoes the size of basketballs weighed the branches down until they were only half a meter off the ground;

Lychees as red as lanterns hung in clusters, dangling right in their faces;

And there were pineapples as big as washbasins, looking incredibly imposing.

The thick, rich fragrance of fruit forcefully overpowered the stench of rotting corpses.

Grumble...

I don't know whose stomach fired the first shot, but it was immediately followed by a polyphonic chorus of rumbles.

"My god... is that a banana? Are you sure it's not an elephant tusk?"

"That red berry looks so juicy... I want to eat it!"

The girls' eyes were glowing green, and their feet were moving forward involuntarily.

But their bodies honestly stopped, and they turned back to look at Chen Du with eager eyes.

Unconsciously, this man carrying an axe had already become their absolute core.

Chen Du slammed his axe into the ground. "Dismissed. Ten minutes for a buffet."

"Eat as much as you can, just don't eat yourself to death."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Restraint? What's that? Is it edible?

"Wow! That durian is mine!"

Tang Ran launched herself.

This Sports Committee Member had explosive power maxed out; she scrambled up a pile of tires in a few moves and reached out to pluck a durian that looked like a Spiked Club.

No tool to open it?

She let out a low growl and actually pried the durian shell open with her bare hands!

"Holy crap! The strength of our Sports Committee Member is absolutely amazing!"

The golden flesh was exposed to the air, and that overpowering scent began to spread.

Tang Ran didn't even care that her hands were pricked by the thorns; she grabbed a piece of fruit flesh bigger than her face and shoved it into her mouth.

She ate until her mouth was covered in oil, looking so happy she was about to ascend to heaven.

"Mmm... so sweet! The GOAT!"

On the other side.

Although An Nuonuo had short legs, she was a Child of the Weather, so she came with her own cheat code.

The girl figured it out without being taught.

The airflow around her surged, lifting her light body straight to the treetop.

"Heave-ho!"

She plucked a bunch of purple grapes, each one the size of a fist.

The little girl held the grapes, her cheeks puffed out high.

The purple-red juice flowed from the corner of her mouth to her chin, then dripped onto her fair collarbone, tempting one to commit a crime.

"Wuwuwu... Chen Du, this one bursts with juice! So sweet!"

Even the usually aloof Li Yaozhi couldn't be bothered with her goddess image anymore.

She sat on a clean stone with her long legs crossed, holding a peeled mangosteen in her hands.

Although her movements were still somewhat elegant, her eating speed was practically set to double speed.

Bite after bite.

The snow-white flesh filled the void in her body, and the color returned to her cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chen Du casually plucked a mutated fruit that looked like a Red Fuji apple, wiped it on his shorts, and took a bite.

Crunch.

Crispy and sweet, juice exploding everywhere.

A warm current slid down his esophagus into his stomach, rapidly spreading to his limbs and bones.

It worked better than Red Bull.

A line of small text appearing in his mind on the 【 sacrifice notebook 】 made Chen Du raise an eyebrow.

【 Consumed a trace amount of psionic fruit. 】

【 Constitution increased by 1%, fatigue reduced by 30%, hunger eliminated. 】

"As expected, the greater the risk, the more absurd the reward. Although this place uses dead people as fertilizer, this fruit... is truly delicious."

Ten minutes later.

The sound of wolfing down food gradually turned into sighs and burps.

A group of disheveled, stunning beauties lay sprawled across the ruins and vines,

stroking their slightly bulging little bellies, looking like they were in a state of post-meal enlightenment.

This scene was somewhat inappropriate for children.

"Full?"

Chen Du clapped his hands, beginning to embody the role of an unscrupulous foreman. "If you're full, it's time to work, you laborers."

"Huh? Let us rest for a while..."

"I can't move, I'm too full, I need to digest..."

The girls whined and groaned, like a pile of lazy cats basking in the sun.

"Rest my ass."

Chen Du pointed to the fruit-laden trees and sneered, "The warehouse on the ship is still empty. We have at most 24 hours, and these things must be taken."

Hearing this, everyone suddenly sat up from their state of near-death sluggishness.

Right! We still need to hoard supplies!

They didn't want to spend another second living those days where they were so hungry their chests stuck to their backs.

Looking at all the supplies on the ground that they couldn't take, it was even more painful than killing them.

But everyone looked at each other, falling into an awkward silence.

"How do we carry it?"

Li Yaozhi spread her hands and said helplessly, "We don't have pockets... If only we had an equipment slot."

In order to trade for fuel for the ferry, they had sacrificed almost all their clothes.

As they were now, let alone bags, they couldn't even scrape together a single pocket.

Carry by hand?

Even if everyone turned into an octopus, how much could they carry?

A few dozen pounds at most.

For over thirty mouths, this amount of stock would barely be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

"If only we hadn't sacrificed our clothes earlier..." An Nuonuo tugged at the black cloth on her body, looking aggrieved and pained.

"At times like this, we have to rely on a technical player." Chen Du cast his gaze toward the second sister, Xia Lai, who was tinkering with scrap metal nearby.

Xia Lai was squatting next to a pile of rusted rebar, a plastic zip tie in her mouth, holding a screwdriver she had dismantled from somewhere.

Sensing everyone's gaze, she spat out the zip tie and rolled her eyes.

"Why are you looking at me? I may be a Mechanic, but I'm not Doraemon."

Chen Du walked over, kicked the pile of waste cables and vines with his toe, and tried to provoke her:

"Second sister, don't be modest. I saw you staring at this pile of junk for a long time, your eyes were practically glued to it—is your hand itching?"

Xia Lai snorted and brushed the rust off her hands.

"I can only try. Although this place is hellish, these scraps... are actually top-tier."

She took a deep breath, and her eyes suddenly became focused.

Hum!

A faint blue halo of light lit up at her fingertips.

Talent Skills—【 Structural Analysis 】 and 【 Rapid Assembly 】!

"Everyone get out of the way, don't get in the way! Be careful not to get showered in sparks!"

Xia Lai's hands moved like flying, grabbing a few vines and cables.

Click, click, click!

Vines intertwined, cables wove through.

Her hand speed was so fast it created afterimages; she was practically a human 3D printer!

Only three minutes later.

A rattan basket with an exquisite structure and huge capacity was finished.

To prevent it from digging into their shoulders, she thoughtfully used foam from a stripped car seat cover to make shoulder straps!

"Holy crap..." Tang Ran couldn't help but swear, "Second sister, you're hand-crafting black technology here!"

But that wasn't all.

Xia Lai seemed to have entered some kind of state.

She dragged over a few rusted supermarket cart wheels and found a few steel pipes.

As the blue light flickered, sparks flew everywhere!

No welding was needed; relying solely on the ingenious snap-fit structure and the deformation of the materials themselves,

a flatbed cart with a wild design and a strong wasteland punk style was born!

"Done."

Xia Lai blew on her bangs and stood with her hands on her hips, looking haughty.

She didn't even realize that the neckline of her bathrobe had slipped down, revealing a large portion of her chest.

"Although this piece of junk is a bit ugly, it can carry five hundred pounds without a problem. As long as the wheels don't fly off, you could push it all the way to the Western Heaven to fetch the scriptures."

The whole place fell silent.

Then, a burst of cheers erupted!

The way the girls looked at Xia Lai changed; it was like they were looking at a living Bodhisattva who had come to save them from suffering!

In the apocalypse.

Being able to fight is important, but being able to build things is the real support!

"Well done."

Chen Du didn't hesitate to give her a thumbs up. "I'll add a chicken leg to your meal when we get back—oh no, I'll add a big durian."

With the tools, the rest was easy.

What was originally a thrilling survival challenge was forcefully turned into a farm-style fruit picking festival.

It's just that this picking festival was a bit... demanding on the beauties.