The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead

Chapter 60: Chapter 60 Job Vacancy Notice

Come out? How was he going to come out?

“I’ll put on some clothes and then come find you, okay?”

“Hehe… sure. You’re quite shy!” Nian Shutong stood up, speaking in a soothing tone,

“Don’t be shy, even though you don’t have much of a figure, at least you’re fair-skinned!”

Inside the cleaner, Fu Yunhe clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself, “Can’t beat her! Can’t beat her! Can’t beat her.”

Sure enough, he felt a lot better.

Nian Shutong didn’t continue to tease Fu Yunhe. She turned around and left, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

Thank goodness she hadn’t kicked the door in, otherwise, it would have cost money to repair.

Fu Yunhe heard the door close, peeked through a crack to make sure Nian Shutong was gone, and quickly stepped out to grab his clothes before heading back into the cleaner.

However, he looked at the clothes in his hand, or more precisely his wrist, and fell into thought.

“Idiot!”

He clearly had a Space Button with clothes inside, but he had been so scared by Nian Shutong that he forgot all about it.

Shaking his head, he hurriedly put on his clothes, not daring to keep Nian Shutong waiting too long—who knows what she might do?

In Fu Yunhe’s opinion, Nian Shutong was somewhat unpredictable in her actions, which made it impossible to anticipate her next move. This unpredictability made her the most dangerous.

He dressed and went out to find Nian Shutong, and after some negotiation—

Or more accurately, under Nian Shutong’s guidance, he posted their job advertisement on a very large website.

Job location: Blue Star (coordinates provided)

Wages: Food and accommodations provided, that’s all.

Nature of work: Just be obedient

Recruitment slogan: Can’t survive? Don’t want to live? Since you’re going to die anyway, why not give it a try?

“That’s it?”

“That’s it.”

Fu Yunhe gently clicked send, and the uniquely styled job advertisement was posted.

Let’s see which unlucky soul will turn up.

Nian Shutong, for her part, thought that there would surely be some who would come. She had rested enough and got up to stretch.

“I’m going to work now.”

Fu Yunhe watched as Nian Shutong, with two robots made from Rubble, went across the stream. One robot started picking up stones to pile on one side.

The other robot began pulling up weeds, storing them all together.

While Nian Shutong, with a large green sword in hand, cut down trees. She chopped them as if slicing through vegetables, with astonishing speed.

After cutting down about four or five trees, Nian Shutong carried the felled logs back toward the stream.

Thump, thump, the logs rolled onto the ground.

With a couple of swishes, one log was turned into four equal-length cylinders. Nian Shutong sharpened one end of each with her sword to a point. After sharpening all four, she picked one up.

Measuring the position, almost directly facing the small wooden house, she drove the sharpened wood into the ground on the side of the stream closest to the house.

Nian Shutong then placed the remaining three stakes into the banks on both sides—the foundation for a bridge was set.

She looked around and cut a few more trees, inserting the prepared wooden stakes into the ground in rows on both shores, approximately two meters wide.

“You’re building a bridge?”

Fu Yunhe approached the stream and pushed on the log, finding it very sturdy.

“Right! If we’re going to live here a long time, it makes sense to have a bridge for convenience.”

Nian Shutong stood up, her arm pointing towards the land she was clearing: “Once I finish clearing and planting the fields, there won’t be any toxins left.”

“You, might also be able to come out and take a walk now and then.”

Fu Yunhe looked somewhat surprised. Could Nian Shutong really have considered all this?

The two of them, though still not trusting each other fully, were much better off than at the beginning when they wanted to kill each other. @@novelbin@@

Even though he was the one waiting to die.

Nian Shutong worked at a very fast pace. She split the remaining logs in half and placed the flat ends on top of the wooden stakes on both sides of the stream.

She went to Rubble to find some long nails, screws, and metal sheets to secure everything.

Finally, using large stones, she built two steps on each side. The bridge was completed.

A very simple, rough bridge.

After the bridge was done, Nian Shutong continued clearing land and cutting trees.

She had a plan. With the small wooden house as the central line, she cleared five acres of land on each side to form a square, arranging plots one after another.

In the future, they would expand the farmland further back, no longer widening it laterally.

Or perhaps they would plant in other areas—it was hard to say.

On such a large planet, they couldn’t just cultivate the land right in front of their house.

Throughout the afternoon, Nian Shutong kept cutting trees until the sun set, and darkness began to fall.

The sky was about to lose its last glimmer of light, and Nian Shutong called it a day.

Now, the question was, what to eat for dinner?

She could buy plants she had cultivated—cucumbers, green peppers, eggplants, cabbage, tomatoes.

“Xiao Ba, how much do you charge for tomatoes?”