Offer blocks to the end times

"Ah, they must be people who used to live here," Qianhu guessed, looking at the people above.

“Everyone’s smoking,” Yuri pointed the photo at Senju. Senju looked at the six people in the photo, all of different ages, but all holding cigarettes, creating a cloud of smoke above the photo.

Although the people above all had expressions, what Senju felt was despair and numbness—despair for the world and numbness for the future, which they could only escape with tobacco.

“No, cigarettes contain dangerous substances like nicotine, tar, and carbon monoxide. How can we let everyone use them?” Senju’s first words were incomprehensible to the two of them.

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"Cutin? Tar?" Yuri stammered, "What's that? Is it something delicious? It sounds like fuel."

“That’s a very dangerous thing, you absolutely mustn’t eat it,” Senju said, unsure how to explain, because he knew the two of them couldn’t possibly understand what he was saying.

“But I remember Grandpa smoked it too,” Chito said, somewhat confused. He didn’t understand why Chito saw it as so dangerous.

"Did Grandpa ever let you smoke?" Qian Shou asked back. The answer should be obvious: no grandfather would let his granddaughter smoke.

“No, not at all,” Chito and Yuri shook their heads. In their memory, their grandfather had never let them touch this.

Chapter 141 Illusory Dream

“That’s right,” Senju finally breathed a sigh of relief. “You guys rest here for a while, I’ll go collect the soil from outside.”

Watching Senju leave, Yuri quietly walked up to Sento and whispered, "Chito, the plants outside must be tobacco, right?"

"Hmm, it should be, they smell similar," Qianhu recalled, realizing that they tasted the same. "But those have all dried out and can't be eaten."

"It's okay, I remember you can just burn it with fire," Yuri was still unwilling to give up and prepared to try it.

“But Senju is right outside,” Chito said with some concern, but Yuri didn’t care and looked confident. “It’ll be fine. I’m just going to get some plants. He won’t see me.”

"Is this really okay?" Chito was still a little hesitant, but Yuri had already run out.

Outside, Senju was digging away the soil one by one. The withered grass inside looked useless, so Senju threw it aside. After all, he had seen the plants used to make tobacco, and they definitely didn't look like these withered grasses.

After Yuri came outside, she carefully observed Senju's activities and, seeing that he paid no attention to the plants, she felt relieved and walked over. "Senju, what do you need this soil for?"

As she asked the question, she slowly piled up the withered grass on the ground and hid it behind her back.

“Oh, this soil can be used to grow plants, and it can provide food and timber. It’s very important to me,” Senju explained as he continued collecting soil.

“Food? That’s wonderful,” Yuri moved slowly to the side for a while, then walked back towards the house. “By the way, Senju, you can collect it here now. I’m going back to rest for a bit.”

"This is really baffling," Senju thought, puzzled. He continued collecting soil, but after a while, he realized something was wrong. Were these plants really weeds? It didn't seem possible.

Suspicious, Senju began collecting the withered grass and putting it in his backpack. However, there was a line of unfamiliar characters marked on it. He then tried to use the panel to make things out of the withered grass.

After placing a dry blade of grass, the result was revealed: a sedative. Senju was stunned. Could it be that herbs were being produced here?

However, as he added another one, the result turned into a hallucinogen. He frowned, continued adding more, and finally got an anesthetic.

While it's nice to be able to make medicine using the panel, the withered grass here is clearly not a good thing. Just by looking at the results, you can tell that the withered grass has negative effects such as hallucination and anesthesia. Thinking about it more deeply, these things are probably all prohibited items.

Senju, sensing a hint of malice emanating from her surroundings, suddenly remembered Yuri's suspicious actions earlier. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the pile of withered grass she had thrown on the ground was gone. "Could it be...? How could this be!"

After saying that, Senju ran to the house and opened the door. Inside, there was a plume of white smoke and a series of coughing sounds.

Just a short while ago, Yuri tricked Senju and ran back to the house carrying a pile of dry grass.

“Chihiro, look, I got it,” Yuri showed the plant in her hand to Chihiro.

"But how do we use these?" Qianhu looked at the pile of withered grass with some worry. This was not something that could be used directly after it was manufactured.

“Hmm, pour some fuel on it, and it should light,” Yuri suggested first, and it sounded quite reasonable.

“That shouldn’t be the case,” Chito thought for a moment and then dismissed it, since she had seen others use it without getting fuel on their hands. After thinking for a while, she took out a few sheets of paper. “I remember that you can just roll it up with paper.”

“Oh, Chihiro is so clever,” Yuri picked up the paper, put the dry grass on it and rolled it up. The final product was a rough roll of paper. She twisted the two ends together. “This should be about right.”

"Hey, this looks completely different," Qianhu complained, looking at the finished product which was as thick as a gun barrel. "Is this really okay?"

"It's alright, Chihiro, hurry up and light the fire. I'll prepare another one," Yuri waved her hand dismissively and continued making the fuel. Chihiro, on the other hand, lit the fuel stove.

“I remember lighting one end with fire,” Yuri said, holding the roll of toilet paper in her mouth and bringing it close to the flame, “and then inhaling the smoke.”

Chito followed her example and started doing the same thing. A pungent smell of smoke filled their mouths. "Cough cough cough, is this really good?"

With a cough, the two exhaled a puff of white smoke, and Yuri watched from the side and laughed.

"Xiao Qian, your soul has escaped."

“That’s cigarette, cigarette,” Chito corrected Yuri, but Yuri took another puff. “I like the taste.”

"You really are adaptable," Qianhu said, feeling a little dizzy and swaying, with firelight appearing before his eyes. "You, don't you think the paper is burning a little too fast?"

"Really?" Yuri took a deep breath and realized that the toilet paper in her hand had started to catch fire. She quickly threw it aside. "Wow, it's on fire!"

Although the fire above was extinguished when it fell to the ground, the toilet paper that was thrown on the ground started to smoke. Chito also threw the burning toilet paper aside, but there were some flammable boxes next to her, and smoke started to rise from there as well.

Although the situation was critical, the two people inside were completely unaware of it. They were numbed by the components in the smoke, and their expressions gradually became more comfortable.

In the smoke, the two gradually began to hallucinate. Qianhu noticed a little girl beside him. "Hey, Yu, who is this again?"

"Hey, who was that again?" Yuri also had a hallucination. A figure appeared next to her and was greeting her. When the two looked to the side, they found several figures sitting in the smoke.

"They seem to be talking," Chito said, looking at the group. They seemed to be having a conversation, but no sound was coming from them. Yuri, too, looked blankly and asked, "What are they talking about?"

The smoke beside her gradually condensed into a little girl in Yuri's arms. Yuri looked at her very familiarly. "Hey, where have we met before?"

"No," the illusory figure in his arms replied. Qianhu, who was standing nearby, also noticed the little girl and reached out to touch her. There was nothing there at first, but Qianhu felt as if he had touched something.

"Hey, is this real?" Qianhu asked, somewhat dazed. "It's probably a dream or something, since you can't talk to a dead person."

Chapter 142 After the Fire

“Yes, Chihiro, you’re so red,” Yuri said, looking at Chihiro and noticing a red light emanating from behind her, and the white smoke around her seemed to have thinned out a bit.

"Red? What are you talking about? It's a bit hot around here," Qianhu said casually, reaching out to touch the hot spot. "It's so hot!"

A burst of heat woke Qianhu up. She noticed sparks flying from the box next to her, which landed on her clothes. The room was filled with smoke, but it didn't escape because the door was closed tightly.

"Hey, Yuri, wake up!" Chito was awake, but her body was limp, so she had to shake Yuri next to her vigorously.

"Where did everyone go?" After a jolt, Yuri realized that the figures next to her had disappeared, and the surroundings were filled with the pungent smell of smoke. As soon as she opened her mouth, a thick cloud of smoke entered her mouth, and both of them coughed at the same time.

Although both of them knew that the surroundings were becoming dangerous, they had no strength left and could only cough while lying on the table.

Just then, the door suddenly opened, and Senju walked in. Through the blinding smoke, all he could see was the fire and thick smoke on the box next to him, and two people coughing as they slumped over the table.

Fortunately, as the door opened, the smoke began to dissipate. Senju pulled both of them out and then put water in the room to put out the fire.

Seeing that the two people lying outside were alright, Senju felt relieved. As long as they weren't dead, a glass of milk would solve the problem.

When Senju helped Chito up, he noticed several small burn holes in her coat. Had she been any later, the entire coat would have burned. After giving her a glass of milk, Chito slowly recovered and looked at Senju, who was holding her, with some confusion. "What happened to me?"

"Are you awake now? Next up is Yuri," Senju released her, and Chito noticed Yuri lying next to her. "What happened to Yuri?"

"It's alright, you were just affected by the smoke," Senju said, though she didn't understand why the two of them had suddenly been knocked out by the smoke, but now was not the time to investigate. "A glass of milk will do the trick."

Senju helped Yuri up and fed her the milk. Under Chito's somewhat worried gaze, Yuri slowly woke up, looked around, and said, "Good morning. Strange, why am I sleeping with Senju?"

"Are you confused by the smoke?" Senju looked at Yuri with some concern. She was already confused, and she didn't want it to get worse. "Yuri, do you remember what happened?"

"Hmm, I think I just had a dream," Yuri thought back for a moment, only remembering that she seemed to have dreamt about something, there were figures, a little girl, and someone said it was a dream.

"That's strange, why did you all suddenly fall asleep?" Senju said, somewhat troubled, then suddenly remembered the dry grass. "Did you use that dry grass to start a fire?"

“Sigh, how did Senju know?” Yuri blurted out, then realized something was off and quickly corrected herself, “I just thought those plants could burn, so I used them to start a fire.”

"Really?" Senju stared at her suspiciously for a while, then gave up. "Never mind, just be more careful in the future, and don't use these plants to start fires."

"Yes, I understand," Yuri assured sincerely, but her eyes darted to the side, avoiding direct eye contact with Senju.

“That was really dangerous,” Senju said to Chito, not noticing Yuri’s reaction. “Chito, you almost caught a fire just now.”

"No way," Qianhu said in disbelief, touching his clothes and discovering small holes in them. He exclaimed, "What happened to my clothes?!"

"Chihiro, what's wrong?" Yuri, who was absent-minded, was startled awake by Chihiro's shout. She ran to Chihiro's side and saw that Chihiro's clothes had many small holes. "Are your clothes worn out?"

"It must have been caused by the fire earlier," Senju explained, then looked at Chito's coat with some concern, "Chito, do you have another coat?"

“No, I have several clothes, but this coat was left to me by my grandfather. I haven’t prepared any other clothes,” Chito said, touching his coat with affection, unwilling to take it off.

"I see," Senju said, somewhat troubled. Although he had some coats, he could tell from Chito's expression that she didn't want to take them off. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Chito, give me your coat. I'll try to see if I can fix it."

"Oh, clothes can be repaired too?" Yuri was a little surprised. "I thought only people could slowly heal from injuries."

“Well, you’re right, so if we want the clothes to look better, we need something else,” Senju said, taking out an anvil and a workbench. Chito handed him his coat as well. “Be careful, Senju.”

"It's alright," Senju said, taking a piece of cloth and placing the coat in the anvil's compartment. He then placed the cloth on the other side. Fortunately, the result was still Senju's clothes, which relieved Senju. He had thought he would need to use the workbench.

It only took half a bar of experience to repair the clothes. Looking at the brand new clothes, Yuri was also very happy. "Great, Chihiro, these look brand new!"

"Mmm," Chito nodded repeatedly and happily put on her coat. Chito, who had successfully completed the experiment, noticed that Yuri's clothes also had some small holes, and asked, "Yuri, give me your clothes too."

“No way,” Yuri suddenly refused, her face flashing with various expressions that caused Senju to misunderstand. Could it be that her words had caused her to misunderstand? Although her words were indeed easy to misunderstand, she absolutely did not mean that.

Senju, caught in a dilemma, didn't see Chito tugging at Yuri, but Yuri shook her head as if denying something, and the three of them fell into deep thought.

After a while, Qianhu suddenly jumped up, "Ah, the backpack is still inside! Everything's ruined!"

“Oh right, the furnace is still inside,” Yuri cried out in despair. “I also have explosives in my backpack.”

“Mine too!” Chito shouted, hugging Yuri, as if the house next door was about to explode at any moment.

"Hey, don't put such dangerous things in your bags," Senju complained. Although he knew there were dangerous things in them, he didn't expect them to carry explosives with them. Then he pointed to the side, "Look, they're all here. The fire didn't reach them."

"Great!" The two ran to the backpack and checked it. Although the contents were a mess, everything was still inside.

Chapter 143 Compilation

It turns out that when Senju went in, he casually packed up his backpack, and when he came out, he just left it there. Although nothing was missing, the order inside had become messed up.

Seeing that the white smoke had stopped coming out of the house next door, Senju went in and put away the water source, but the surrounding ground and boxes were all wet.

Looking at the damp house, Senju decided to leave it alone, figuring it would definitely prevent a fire. After comforting the two for a while, Senju continued collecting soil and herbs.

It took Thousand Hands a long time to collect all the soil. In the end, he got five sets of soil and three sets of herbs. However, after getting the soil, Thousand Hands found that he didn't need it for the time being. But having the soil made him feel much more at ease.

After searching the place thoroughly, Senju finally found Chito and Yuri. They were sitting on a bench outside the house next door, leaning against the wall and asleep under a blanket.

Seeing that the two were asleep, Senju watched them closely. The two sleeping people were so cute that Senju couldn't help but be mesmerized. Suddenly, Yuri spoke up, "I'm sorry, Senju."

Startled by the sound, Senju quickly stepped back, only to find that Yuri didn't react. Upon closer inspection, he realized she was talking in her sleep, but tears were streaming from her eyes, which made Senju feel a pang of heartache. She must have been dreaming of something terrible.

Although the two were sleeping soundly, Senju still went over and gently shook them, "Hey, wake up, don't fall asleep here."

"Oh, it's Senju," Senju, who had been shaken awake, looked at the person next to her and then prepared to go back to sleep. "I still feel a little sleepy. Let me sleep a little longer."