Chapter 180: A Disaster That Lingers for a Thousand Years

Jiang Yan had kept quiet throughout the conversation.

She held a bottle of insecticide in her hands, examining the colorful ingredient list by the faint firelight.

She appeared calm and bored.

Seeing that she remained silent, Sun Jingtao also did not press on with further questioning.

Such matters seemed too distant from them.

They were just a few ordinary folks, more realistically concerned with how to safely reach East Mountain.

And so, as he thought about it, Sun Jingtao leaned over to pick up a few chopped branches from the ground by his side and carefully placed them on the fire.

"The fish is ready to eat, if we don't eat it now, it will burn."

Ye Qing spoke while picking up two thinner branches, moving the fish closest to the fire source in the wire mesh to the side, and replaced them with two big ones from the stainless steel basin.

Droplets from the fish sizzled and produced thick smoke as they hit the fire.