Gao Yue was speechless, her big eyes rolled around, and she nodded in agreement: "You are responsible for the weeds outside and the latrine."

Huang Shanshan: "Gan, that's sloppy."

Cursing in his heart, when he saw Gao Yue pushing open the door of the east wing, he could only grit his teeth and admit it.

Soon, mana fluctuations spread throughout the small courtyard.

The maid group has a saying: If you can't use magic to clean the room, you deserve to die from exhaustion!

Water, wind, wood, fire, and various spells were used interchangeably. Soon, the environment of the small courtyard took on a completely new look.

Even the huts that were no longer used by a few people were rejuvenated as Miss Huang escaped from the dust...it was considered clean for the time being.

The little maid held her breath while cleaning the door of the room. Someone was holding a bag of roasted chestnuts wrapped in oil paper, enjoying the familiar taste.

Along the way, a series of chestnut shells were left on the streets.

After leisurely strolling around, after finishing a bag of chestnuts, the tilapias came to their destination, the largest Silefang in Apocalypse City.

Madam Hu, the head shopkeeper of Silefang, is in her early thirties, plump and graceful. She likes to wrap her slim figure in a red light shirt, just like the last time she traveled through time.

But, it's different from before.

The current Mr. Luo is no longer the familiar customer she once was.

Such as the gray-haired boss who still sells fried chestnuts with sugar, such as Widow Zhang, Gou Sheng.

The people are still the same people, but they are no longer acquaintances.

Compared to the plot characters, Tilapia has deeper feelings for those acquaintances who did not appear in the plot.

Xiao Se and Lei Wujie, for him, they are considered NPCs if they survive, and the heroine is nothing more than a reserve maid.

On the contrary, friends like Widow Zhang, who have no utilitarian intentions, are more unforgettable.
Chapter completed!