"I'm back!"
Fufu lazily poked her head out.
Laura, who had already returned from outside, turned her head:
"Huh, when did you go out?"
The other girls were also curious.
"Where did you run off to, we have trouble."
"What's wrong?" Fufu's heart tightened.
They had just entered the Abyss of Woe, and something major happened?
Did someone die?
Did something go wrong in the safe zone?
Or were they ambushed?
[That shouldn't be, I just came back from outside with him, and didn't see any disturbances]
Seeing Fufu's expression, Laura chuckled and said:
"Actually, we prepared lots of ingredients but found that only a few cooking utensils were left behind. This is crazy, with so many people, relying on those few utensils, how long until we can eat a hot meal?"
A senior suggested:
"Why not just move a stone up here and make a rock-grilled flavor directly?"
A junior suggested:
