The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 427 - 426: Meeting Xia Tian

A pot of fragrant instant noodles heated Nian Shutong up, even making her nose a bit moist.

"Slurp slurp—"

A mouthful of instant noodle soup slid down her throat, warming her stomach, followed by a bite of crispy grilled bun—a delicious combination, an ultimate enjoyment.

"Excuse me for a moment."

A young and clear voice sounded, soon followed by a tall boy with colorful hair rushing over.

The boy squatted before Nian Shutong’s fire, the flames clearly reflected in his bright and clear eyes.

"Hello, my name is Xia Tian."

Nian Shutong had known there were people around, but since she came later, she purposely chose a spot a bit farther away to start her rest.

"Can I help you?"

Nian Shutong put down her soup pot and began nibbling her bun, occasionally hearing a crackling sound.

Xia Tian glanced at the pot on the ground and asked with a bright tone, "You’re a fan of Little River Live, aren’t you? I’ve seen that brand of instant noodles in their stream?"

"Unfortunately, I didn’t manage to get any. You’re really lucky."

The man named Xia Tian moved a bit further from the fire and continued.

"I don’t have instant noodles, but I have quite a few other things. I’ll take them out, and you can see if you like anything. I’d like to exchange them for a packet of instant noodles?"

Xia Tian was a man of action; he began continuously pulling things out.

"This is a lollipop, tofu skin, vermicelli, squid strips, crispy fish, White Sugar, salt, and this beef jerky here—I’ve never been willing to eat it."

Across from Nian Shutong, Xia Tian had laid out a pile of items, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Nian Shutong.

"How about it? Do you like anything?"

"You can pick a few items."

Nian Shutong looked at the pile of items on the ground, realizing he was a die-hard fan of Little River Live.

"I’ll take a lollipop."

Nian Shutong picked up a candy from the ground and casually tossed over a packet of instant noodles.

Xia Tian, agile, caught the instant noodles and was delighted like a child.

"Thank you, thank you."

"I’ve been wanting to taste this for so long, but I just could never snag one."

"You’re amazing to have snagged a few packets."

"You must be a die-hard fan of Mr. Xiao He too."

Xia Tian was a bit of a chatterbox, but his voice wasn’t disagreeable, rather quite pleasing, so Nian Shutong was a bit more tolerant towards him.

Moreover, he was a fan, after all, so let him ramble.

Xia Tian kept talking, not needing others to respond, happily handling the conversation by himself.

Watching Xia Tian, Nian Shutong saw him take item after item out.

Pots, pans, ladles, knives, forks, spoons, vegetables, fruits, stools, and tables.

When Xia Tian had taken everything out, Nian Shutong was dumbfounded.

She thought she was already indulging a lot on this Insect Race battlefield, she even had a tent set up, knowing that most people here simply sat wherever; who would bother with a tent?

But what about Xia Tian?

A folding dining table, covered with a diamond-checked tablecloth, delicate wooden chairs laid with carefully placed cushions and chair backs.

And that was not all.

It was just cooking a packet of instant noodles, but he took out several pieces of dinnerware, arrangements, napkins, and utensils.

A portable little stove with an adorable round pot that perfectly fit one noodle cake.

A rectangular chopping board, fine cutlery, crisply chopping vegetables to put into the instant noodle pot.

When the noodles were done, Xia Tian took them out of the pot into a porcelain bowl, then with chopsticks transferred them to a plate, finally taking up his napkin and beginning to eat with his refined cutlery.

"Mmm. Delicious."

Xia Tian took half an hour to finish a bowl of instant noodles.

Nian Shutong thought about himself, having just finished a noodle soup within minutes, eating it all cleanly.

It really was different.

But Nian Shutong didn’t judge, everyone had the right to live a refined life, how they wanted to live was their own choice.

If doing so made one happy, then they should just go for it.

And this Xia Tian looked like the kind of person who didn’t care about others’ opinions.

There was a sense of freedom about him.

After finishing his meal, Xia Tian didn’t mind the trouble and packed up his tools one by one.

He casually took a bag of squid strips, stuck it in his mouth, and casually sat down on the ground.

In an instant, he went from a refined little prince to a carefree wandering singer.

"Want one?"

"No, thank you."

Nian Shutong politely declined, comfortably leaning back in his chair.

"These are quite tasty, it’s good to chew on them when there’s nothing else."

"I don’t usually eat like this, it’s a bit troublesome on the battlefield."

"But for the things I like, I can’t completely resist."

"This is the highest treatment I give to them."

Xia Tian continued babbling, while Nian Shutong had already stood up and silently walked into the tent behind him.

"Zip—"

The tent zipper was pulled shut.

Outside, Xia Tian, seeing Nian Shutong’s action, continued to prattle on.

"Why does everyone leave when I’m talking?"

"Strange, isn’t it?"

Xia Tian didn’t think he was being long-winded, and too lazy to move, simply lay down on the ground to rest.

"The sky is a bit gray today."

"Wonder how many Insect Race we’ll kill tomorrow?"

"These big bugs really reproduce; so many Insect Race, they’re endless."

"Wonder if it will rain tomorrow."

...

Xia Tian’s babble continued, while inside the tent, Nian Shutong had already blocked out the surrounding noise and sat cross-legged in mediation.

When the next day arrived, and he finished meditating, Nian Shutong walked out of the tent and watched Xia Tian, who was fighting the Insect Race, without any intention of helping.

It seemed it wouldn’t disturb his mealtime.

A portable stove, a skillet.

Nian Shutong sat in his chair and started making breakfast for himself, casually erecting a barrier so the blood wouldn’t splatter over.

He drizzled some oil in the skillet, fried a batch of bacon, cooked two sunny-side-up eggs, and warmed up some ham and beef.

A pack of sliced bread appeared, lettuce, tomatoes, cucumber strips, beef, ham, bacon, all came together in a super thick sandwich.

To reduce the thickness a bit, Nian Shutong only used bread on two sides, omitting the middle slice.

She leaned back in her chair unrushed, occasionally biting into her luxurious sandwich, complemented by a sip of grape juice next to her.

Delicious.

This Xia Tian in front is kind of impressive.

Seems to be even more formidable than Ha Ha, probably an S-level Human now.

But he looked younger than Nian Shutong, definitely a prodigy.

At this moment, Xia Tian finally killed the last Insect Race and flashed a bright smile at Nian Shutong.

"Are you selling that sandwich?"

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