"Okay."
Sister Fried pondered seriously for a moment, then lifted her head to gaze at Su Ziyu and said.
As an unkindled ember, it had been a long time since she felt this kind of longing, a completely different energy from the remnant flame, causing slight ripples in Sister Fried's dead heart.
"Pleasure working with you." Su Ziyu smiled as he extended his hand.
Sister Fried tilted her head slightly and then extended her pale hand to shake Su Ziyu's gently.
This gesture was quite unfamiliar to her.
The campfire quietly burned.
Both of them fell silent; the undead do not require sleep, as they possess endless energy and only need to sit by the campfire for a while to recover. Sleeping is more of a habit from when they were alive, and Sister Fried clearly didn't have this habit, as her way of resting was staring at the campfire blankly.
Su Ziyu, on the other hand, felt a bit sleepy, partly due to drinking a bit too much today and partly because of the fatigue from his injuries.
