Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
Actually, besides treating her legs, Zhong Shuang also needed a nap.
By the time she woke up, Ming Chu had come out and learned that Bai Jing had asked about her.
Ming Chu: "..."
She walked out, and sure enough, Bai Jing hadn't gone far. She nodded at Bai Jing: "Didn't you guys learn? As long as you don't damage the machines, you can try using them. The materials are also placed on the side."
Bai Jing was taken aback.
Ming Chu checked the time: "A-Shuang should wake up at 2:30. We'll talk about things together then."
"Alright," Bai Jing nodded. "I will control their material usage."
Ming Chu said honestly: "That part on the turtle boat was originally prepared for you. It's just that if you waste too much, you won't be able to build very large ships."
Bai Jing: Then I have to manage it even more!
Bai Jing didn't even need to go back and say anything, because someone had overheard Ming Chu, and those machines started moving.
Ming Chu turned back to look. Zhong Shuang's treatment for the day was over, and she had fallen asleep. There were faint dark circles under her eyes from her recent busyness.
Even though Ming Chu tried her best to let her rest more, time was too tight.
Zhong Shuang's sleep was actually still insufficient.
Not wanting to disturb Zhong Shuang, Ming Chu gently closed the door and went to the cultivator's room.
Xiao Wu and his group actually only occupied two rooms. The cultivator, Xiao Wu, and a few other young men lived in one room, sleeping on the beds or the floor—there were plenty of mattresses anyway.
The architect and another girl lived in the other room.