Disaster Apocalypse: Farming, Family, and My Hidden Secret Space

With something in their stomachs, these people finally regained some spirit. Hua Jing, Xiao Si, and Uncle Hua Qiang started to check their wounds.

Almost everyone was beaten to a pulp. Fortunately, despite appearances, most injuries seemed superficial. Perhaps it was to avoid ruining the flavor if they were killed outright.

Except for two broken legs and three broken arms, which Hua Qiang set using the Three-legged Cat Bone Setting Skill he learned from Uncle Sanshan. It's hard to say how well, but at least they weren't as twisted as before. Under Hua Jing's advice, they were tightly fixed with bamboo boards.

It must be said that this technique is truly effective. With the bamboo boards securing them, the bones were less likely to shift, certainly aiding recovery. Hua Qiang felt he learned something new once again.

As for those with broken legs, they hadn't even left the tent; they were carried here by the young men from Hua Village.

When they realized they were among good people, the two grown men cried like babies, faces covered in tears and snot.

They had prepared themselves for death, but unexpectedly, a turn of events offered them hope. Not only did they survive, but their legs had been set, giving them optimism once more.

After surviving the ordeal, they were profoundly grateful to everyone from Hua Village, especially those with broken legs and arms. They had thought there was no hope of survival, but fate had brought them a second chance, not just preserving their lives but offering the hope of standing again.

Perhaps due to a sense of safety, or maybe from sheer exhaustion, they soon dozed off after eating, truly at ease for the first time in days.

After a long, busy night, everyone was indeed tired. With night deepening, Old Man Hua decided not to descend the mountain and arranged for a watch. The group from Hua Village rested on the mountain as well.

When Hua Jing woke up, the sun was well up in the sky. The mountain was filled with the strong aroma of rice porridge. Her stomach growled as she sat up, noticing the empty tent; she realized she was the last to rise.

Stretching lazily, she entered the space, quickly took a shower, blew her hair dry, drank a bowl of preserved egg and minced meat porridge, and brought out a few large meat buns before leaving the space.

She had barely exited when Xiao Si entered the tent, grinning at his sister.

"Sis, you're awake. I specially prepared some hot water for you, it's still warm." Knowing his sister liked a drink of water upon waking, Xiao Si said considerately.

This was unusual. Hua Jing eyed her brother, who was being overly helpful this morning. She couldn't shake the feeling that unexpected kindness might be hiding something.

He definitely had something on his mind.

Indeed, his next words confirmed Hua Jing's suspicions.

Taking the bowl nonchalantly, she drank it all in one go, despite already having had some. Then, with a knowing look, she asked, "Spit it out, what do you want this time?"

"Hehe... how is it that you always understand me, sis? You're amazing. Actually, I have a tiny request." Xiao Si gestured with his thumb and forefinger, showing a tiny space.

"Enough flattery, get to the point. What is it?" Hua Jing wasn't going to be fooled, though she had to admit, being praised by her brother first thing in the morning wasn't a bad feeling.

"How can you think that of me, sis? It breaks my heart. How could your brother be kissing up? I really mean it." Xiao Si put on a serious face.

"Alright, enough nonsense. If you don't talk, I'm leaving." Hua Jing tossed the bowl to Xiao Si.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you. Sis, could you teach me martial arts?"

"Don't you already know some?"

"That's not enough. I want to be as skilled as you, quick and agile, but... dad can't teach me that."

A few years ago, the old master from the martial escort agency taught them some basic stick and blade techniques, saying they were good enough for self-defense as long as they didn't encounter experts.

But this wasn't enough for the motivated Xiao Si, who now aspired to become stronger, recalling his sister's movement technique.

Having great martial prowess combined with swift movement would definitely achieve more with less effort and better ability to protect those he cared about.

"Just that..."

"Just that." Xiao Si nodded firmly.

Honestly, Hua Jing was surprised. She thought this kid was just being greedy for something tasty, coming over to butter her up first thing in the morning.

This child… he truly grew up overnight.

For a brief moment, Hua Jing felt like an old father watching his child mature.

But the movement technique… that was truly a challenge for her.

Her speed was due to the transformation by Spiritual Power. When running, she naturally seemed to integrate with the wind, learning it just like that. To be honest, Hua Jing couldn't really explain why. It had nothing to do with any Cultivation Technique, and there was certainly no secret manual or anything of the sort.

Except for the space, her cheat, her luck wasn't bad. Compared to other female protagonists who frequently encountered opportunities or treasures, she seemed pretty weak, never having come across an extraordinary master to impart some martial secret or anything of that kind.

"Sis..." Xiao Si was nervous seeing his sister's expressionless face, fearing she wouldn't agree.

"I'm just thinking about how to teach you..." Coming to her senses, Hua Jing reassured her brother with a glance, speaking softly.

"Phew... so that's it!"

He was relieved, thinking there might be a difficulty.

Realizing this, he was overjoyed, knowing his sister agreed to teach him. Xiao Si excitedly looked at his sister.

"Sis, let me get you another cup of water."

"No, I'm not thirsty. Stand still and listen." Hua Jing glanced at her brother, turning serious.

At her words, Xiao Si straightened up, not daring to move, watching his sister.

"Although I promised to teach you, I must honestly tell you that speed depends on talent. My fast movement is because of my good talent, and also one's comprehension..."

Unable to provide specific movement technique instructions, Hua Jing could only attribute it to talent and comprehension.

In other words, if Xiao Si couldn't learn, it wasn't her fault.

Xiao Si quickly nodded, "Don't worry, sis, I understand."

Confidence shone in his eyes. Since childhood, aside from reading, Xiao Si considered himself talented in everything else.

"It's great if you genuinely understand. But you'll have to wait until we return to the valley. I'll carefully consider how to teach you."

"Whatever you say, sis." As long as she was willing to teach him, Xiao Si was agreeable to anything, behaving very obediently.

"After a whole night, you must be tired, sis. Let me massage your shoulders."

"No need..." Hua Jing chuckled, quickly stopping him. "Go, call grandpa in." As she spoke, she took some meat buns, rice porridge, eggs, and grandma's specialty pickled vegetables out of the basket beside her.

Seeing such delicious food, Xiao Si's eyes turned into squints from happiness. Without saying a word, he ran out, soon followed by urging sounds.

"Grandpa, hurry up..."

Listening to the tone, it was clear he couldn't wait any longer.

Hmm, although he grew overnight, his fondness for food seemed hard to change.

In the tent, Hua Jing, hearing everything, couldn't help but smile at the thought.