The Lord of Glimmer plants the sun in the eternal night.

"Mmm~ My sister-in-law's cooking is the best!"

After finishing the sweet potato porridge cooked by the 'Cook'.

With the hunger gone, Jiang Chuan felt much more energetic, and even some of the fatigue from the previous night dissipated.

But he decided to rest for a while before going down the mountain. If he couldn't go to the town, he could at least visit the village.

After all, things have started to improve, and we can't let the pace stop.

At this moment, Ye Xuan remembered something, and she suddenly got up and went to the stove.

The stove continued to burn, and the heat it emitted was also locked inside the room. Hot water was also boiling in the iron pot on the stove.

A short while later, Ye Xuan brought a small bucket of hot water to Jiang Chuan's side.

With a shy expression, she said softly:

"Ah Shui... I saw you stayed out all night. Soak your feet in hot water before you go to sleep, it will make you more comfortable."

Jiang Chuan was taken aback, and indeed felt his feet were numb from the cold. "Okay, sister-in-law."

He was just about to reach out and take the wooden bucket.

But then Ye Xuan said softly, "I'll help you..."

Her voice was so soft that Jiang Chuan even thought he had misheard.

Then, Ye Xuan squatted down and placed the small wooden bucket beside the bed.

With a blush on her face, she lifted Jiang Chuan's feet to the edge of the tub.

This was the first time in Jiang Chuan's life that another girl had helped him wrap his feet; let's not talk about what happened in his previous life.

"Thank you for your trouble, sister-in-law."

Ye Xuan said shyly, "No...no trouble at all...it's nothing..."

Warm water splashed onto Jiang Chuan's icy feet, and steam rose continuously.

Ye Xuan squatted down, her buttocks perky and firm. She was only wearing a close-fitting jacket in the room, revealing her waistline perfectly, a figure that could be described as devilish.

The calluses on his palms from working gave Jiang Chuan a jolt of electric shocks every time they touched his feet.

The room was filled with rising heat, and Jiang Chuan could clearly feel that both of their body temperatures had increased.

"Sister-in-law."

Hearing the call, Ye Xuan raised her head, her face misty with a hazy fog.

"Um...."

At that moment, she noticed Jiang Chuan's face gradually approaching.

Ye Xuan seemed to realize something, her face flushed bright red, and she lowered her head.

But soon, she looked up at Jiang Chuan again.

Besides shyness, there seemed to be some anticipation on her delicate face.

From this angle, Ye Xuan's flushed cheeks looked so alluring, and her slightly trembling lips made one want to taste them right then and there.

The two gradually closed the distance between them, and could even feel each other's warm breath.

Ye Xuan seemed nervous, yet also somewhat expectant.

"Ah...water..."

Ye Xuan wanted to say something more, but then she saw the man's face suddenly loom larger.

A moment later, Ye Xuan, who had been slow to react at first, began to respond awkwardly.

The night was as red as fire.

Inside the wooden house, the temperature gradually rose.

A few minutes later, Ye Xuan's chest heaved, and she collapsed into Jiang Chuan's arms, her breath sweet as orchids, saying:

"Ah... Ah Shui, you... you don't mind me anymore?"

"I don't mind."

Jiang Chuan firmly replied, "I'm too busy liking them to even think about it."

"Ah Shui, you're the only family I have left in this world, don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying..."

"Sister-in-law."

"What's wrong?"

"I sat outside for too long last night, and my body is a little sore. Let's go to bed, and you can give me a massage?"

"it is good."

...

"Oh... Ah Shui, isn't this a massage?"

"I'll give you a massage."

"Mmm, mmm~"

...

I slept so soundly that it was already noon.

Jiang Chuan was certain that any discomfort had dissipated, both in his body and soul.

Ye Xuan, her face flushed, was still fast asleep, clinging tightly to his arm, almost leaving a mark.

In this eerie, eternally dark world, it's understandable that a vulnerable woman, without any support, could be sold as a plaything at any time and feel insecure.

Jiang Chuan spent a lot of effort to pull his arm out.

This can be considered as fulfilling the elder brother's wish and giving Ye Xuan a place to belong.

At that moment, his movements woke Ye Xuan up. She remembered what had happened that morning and instantly became shy again.

She peeked out and asked softly:

"Ah Shui... are you going to hunt monsters again tonight?"

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "Well, it's definitely too late to go to town now, but I plan to go to the village to see if I can exchange some animal traps and ropes so I can kill a few more monsters."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, this time I won't work all night, and I won't leave you alone in bed."

"Um..."

Ye Xuan responded softly.

Looking at Jiang Chuan, she felt inexplicably at ease.

But I soon felt sorry for him.

I hunted all night last night, and then did all this this morning, I'm exhausted...

"Let me cook you another bowl of porridge, eat it before you go down the mountain."

"No need, I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

Jiang Chuan hurriedly got out of bed, took out a leather bag from home, filled it with a few pounds of dried goods and some sweet potatoes, and went out.

...

In the eternal night, the world was pitch black, like an unfathomable abyss ready to devour everything.

The vast frozen land was swept by a biting wind.

Xing Shou Village was half-buried by heavy snow.

There are only forty or fifty households here, like a village forgotten by time, with rows of houses that can only be seen as blurry outlines in the darkness.

Outside Hoshimori Village, Jiangchuan walked along the snow path that the villagers had trod into the dark territory.

He quickened his pace and arrived at the village entrance a moment later.

Because the entire village is surrounded by walls, forming a closed space, there is only one entrance and exit.

This is not the village system of the Qin Dynasty that Jiang Chuan knew, but was established to resist the threat of external aliens and strange creatures.

The wall is about 1.67 meters high, but it looks obviously dilapidated. It was not built by the "builders" but by the villagers working together.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang?"

Someone spotted him; it was Old Liu, who lived at the village entrance and was responsible for guarding the gate.

Upon seeing that it was Jiang Chuan, they opened the door and let him in.

"Xiao Jiang, are you alright?" There weren't many people at the intersection, but those who saw him looked on incredulously. He had been attacked by a blood bear and still survived?

Jiang Chuan greeted them with a smile, telling them that he was indeed fine.

"Xiao Jiang, even if you're better, don't rush into the mountains. I've heard that dangerous mutated creatures have appeared in the outer areas of the forest," an old woman warned, looking out at the ink-like landscape outside the village.

"Okay, Grandma, I'll remember."

Jiang Chuan nodded. Since his elder brother passed away, there have been no patrolmen in this area, and the villagers have to find out about the supernatural beings on their own.

This is a very dangerous thing.

After all, most of the people in the village were also "farmers" or "diggers," but they had learned hunting skills so that they could go into the mountains to hunt when food was scarce.

However, if they encounter dangerous aliens, they are very likely to lose their lives.

The other villagers also looked worried. This year they had suffered from a locust plague, and now the lack of food was a major problem. If things continued like this, people in the village would definitely starve to death.

"Xiao Jiang, what brings you here?"

People noticed the leather bag on his back and immediately understood what was inside, and they were all quite envious.

"Oh, Brother Liu left some things at my place yesterday, so I brought them over to him."

Jiang Chuan said this, but he couldn't hide it from everyone's eyes.

"He's lucky," Old Liu remarked.

...

Each household in the village has cleaned the roads near their homes, but not thoroughly; there is still snow, and walking on it makes a crunching sound.

Jiang Chuan exhaled white breath and walked forward.

He stopped near a small house; this was the Liu family's house.

Just as he was about to pay a visit, a gust of wind blew in his face, carrying with it the sound of conversation.

"Where are you going? Are you going to deliver food to Jiangchuan again?" Aunt Liu's voice gradually rose.

"My older brother passed away, and he was also injured. There was only one woman left in the family, which was quite pitiful," Liu Qingjiang said in a low voice.

"Do you know that we're running out of food? If this continues, the two children will go hungry!" Mrs. Liu said emotionally.

"I'll figure something out."