Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

Night fell, and a cool breeze gently caressed the earth.

In the wilderness a few dozen meters from the temple, a beautiful figure moved about, making a rustling sound, which seemed to be the sound of clothes rubbing against plants.

As the moon's thin gray veil was slowly lifted, a cool yet bright moonlight shone down, and the beautiful figure gradually became clear.

She was an incredibly beautiful girl, but this ethereal beauty was chewing on a yellowish-brown blade of grass, her left hand hanging down to her waist was covered in dirt, and even her face was filthy.

Anyone with even a little experience in farming knows that Ye Mo is chewing on purslane, which can be eaten raw.

The purslane had a slightly sour taste and a terrible texture, but she had no choice. Purslane was the only fruit around the temple that could be eaten raw, and she couldn't stray too far from the temple in case something happened and she couldn't get back in time.

If you're wondering why Ye Mo ate wild vegetables, the answer is that she was starving.

She hadn't drunk a drop of that mushroom and wild vegetable soup. The reason she lied to Jiang Yueming and said she had drunk it was so that he would finish all the soup.

She claimed there was only half a pot of soup left, but that was a lie. The two salt rocks had extracted too little salt crystals, so she poured out a quarter of the soup to ensure a good flavor.

In order to ensure that all the essence of the mushrooms was infused into the soup, she poured out a quarter of the soup, so the final mushroom and vegetable soup was only half full.

Previously, she and Jiang Yueming had gone through a great battle with Huang Yuyuan and others, and they all suffered various injuries. However, she had already taken the Cleansing Spirit Pill, so her injuries were not serious.

But Jiang Yueming didn't have any, so Ye Mo hoped that this mushroom soup would help him recover from his injuries quickly, so naturally she couldn't share the soup with him.

"This...purslane is really hard to eat," Ye Mo frowned and said, clutching her stomach.

To be honest, even during the most difficult times at the border, we never had to resort to eating raw purslane.

So this was the first time she had ever eaten purslane, including eating it raw!

However, to fill her stomach, she had to force herself to eat the raw purslane, no matter how unpalatable it was, otherwise, if she had a stomachache that night, it could lead to serious trouble.

"If Dinghai falls and the entire Imperial Province is engulfed in war, will the people end up like me, surviving only by eating raw purslane?"

As Ye Mo chewed on a piece of purslane, she thought of the ordinary people suffering from the ravages of war, and her heart couldn't help but ache.

No, perhaps they not only eat purslane raw, but also tree bark and yellow soil!

When she was nine years old, there was a war and famine on the border, and batches of people starved to death. If it weren't for Grandpa Mo saving her, she would probably be a ghost in hell by now!

It was from that moment that she developed a firm idea: she wanted to become a master chef!

Ye Mo wants to become the best chef in the world and cook for all the people in the world who can't afford to eat!

The situation of widespread famine must never happen again. Let all people in the world be able to afford to eat and no longer suffer from famine!

Unfortunately, several years have passed, and no one dares to eat more than a bite of her food. Everyone who comes to taste her food says it is hard to swallow.

They say she used her culinary skills to exchange for her current appearance when she was reincarnated in her past life!

Unparalleled beauty, deadly culinary skills!

This is the unanimous evaluation of her by diners from all walks of life!

So almost everyone avoided her cooking, including Xiao Wu and his friends at the inn.

Apart from the young man she met that day, no one else has ever seriously tasted the food she cooks.

However, the thought of Jiang Yueming instantly darkened Ye Mo's face, and the purslane she was chewing no longer tasted as bad as before.

Because the heart is more bitter than the mouth...

She didn't understand why Jiang Yueming was suddenly so cold to her. Could it be that she had really crossed the line?

Although she knew this was the only explanation, deep down she still held a tiny bit of hope that it wasn't for this reason.

But reality is reality, and perhaps that "Miss Ye" was his last act of leniency...

"Hehe, I'm so stupid." As she thought about it, Ye Mo's eyes involuntarily reddened. She suppressed the stinging feeling in her nose and chewed the purslane in her mouth with all her might.

The astringent and sour taste of purslane melted wildly in my mouth, sending waves of stimulating information to my brain, finally stopping that unruly thought.

She is currently dehydrated and cannot shed those meaningless tears again.

Fifteen minutes later.

At the entrance of the temple.

Jiang Yueming stood in front of the door, looking around anxiously. Her brow furrowed as she asked, "Where did she go?"

After he finished his soup, he searched for her in the temple for a while but couldn't find her anywhere.

Only then did he realize that Ye Mo had gone out. But it was a dark night and she was all alone. What if something happened to her?

He can't leave the temple now. What if Ye Mo comes back and doesn't see him? Will he go looking for her?

But what if she gets into danger if he doesn't go out to look for her?

Jiang Yueming felt a tightness in his chest, but all he could do was pace back and forth at the door.

He really wanted to apologize to Ye Mo and say sorry.

He shouldn't have let those painful memories of the past control his emotions, which is why he spoke such cold words to Ye Mo.

No, you shouldn't have remained silent when you first entered the temple!

Silence can sometimes be a form of invisible harm, silent yet deadly!

Sasha!

A sound suddenly came from the bushes not far from the temple.

Ye Mo, her hands still covered in mud, parted the bushes blocking her way and slowly walked towards the temple. When she saw Jiang Yueming's slightly anxious figure, her beautiful eyes seemed to relax, as if revealing a gentle starlight.

But this inappropriate emotion vanished in an instant. She took light steps toward the temple, just as she had when she left the temple before, slowly but powerfully.

Jiang Yueming noticed a figure approaching him out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and his face lit up with joy, but the joy did not last long.

Because what came into his view was a beautiful face devoid of warmth, a graceful gait, and icy eyes that appeared extremely cold under the moonlight.

For the first time in his life, Jiang Yueming sensed Ye Mo's aloof temperament and a feeling that seemed to keep people at arm's length.

"Jiang Yueming, I've made up my mind. You go to Dinghai, and I'll go to the restaurant."

As Ye Mo walked past Jiang Yueming, she left behind only a faint voice, a voice that was completely commanding and left no room for argument.

Just like before when she wanted to rest at the temple, she simply told Jiang Yueming.

It was less like telling someone and more like issuing a command in a calm, indifferent, and decisive manner.

"Yes, I understand, Aunt Ye... Ye Mo."

Jiang Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly for a moment, and he stood still for a long time before slowly speaking.

The wood in the small fire inside the temple crackled and popped, while the cold wind blowing in from outside made the flames sway and flicker, creating a constant interplay of light and shadow inside the room.

Two figures slowly separated on the floor, and once again, an eerie silence fell over the entire temple…