Every time Leng Yebai threw a crystal core, he would think to himself that his Little Fairy had gained another layer of security in this apocalyptic world.
If there came a day when he was dying and he asked Xiao Niu if there were enough crystal cores left, and she said yes, then he could rest in peace.
Though Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing also carried sacks, they weren't frantically picking up crystal cores like everyone else.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law duo squatted on the ground, occasionally making tut-tut sounds.
"This one I'm quite satisfied with, burnt cleanly, only a few bones left. In our crematorium, this would be considered up to standard."
Wang Yiyun casually tossed a crystal core into her sack, looking unruffled as she pointed at some unidentifiable bones.
"Gah! This looks just like a huge dismemberment scene!"
Liu Jing scratched her head frantically, staring at the broken bones scattered all over, teetering on the edge of a meltdown.
