Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 10: Lava [Complete]

1282: Beach Barbecue!

"So, we were just fooling you before," Ji Shanqing concluded his explanation with a statement that would surely irritate anyone. Apparently, if it wasn't for Lin Sanjiu's order, he wouldn't have said anything to Mr. Ito. After explaining, he didn't care whether the other person believed him or not. He just pushed Lin Sanjiu's elbow and said, "Sis, I'm hungry."

Mr. Ito stood about five or six steps away, his face even darker than the night. Lin Sanjiu sighed inwardly, nodded at him, and followed the grand prize to walk a few steps away. It seemed like everyone's gazes followed them wherever they went, as if they all sensed they were new villa owners.

"You see." The grand prize lifted his chin and ignored the surrounding gazes, saying, "This is a real beach barbecue. Even the chef is ready."

The beach was scattered with sporadic round yellow lamps, and the light and shadows made it appear both elusive and muted, like a fog rising at midnight. A black barbecue grill stood tall in the distance of the hazy halo. A chubby man wearing a white chef's uniform wrestled with a few big bags on the ground, and it took him quite some effort to finally open one.

"Everyone, please wait a moment," the chef shouted. "Feel free to chat with each other. Once I have all the barbecue ready, we can start!"

He happily grabbed several pieces of charcoal and placed them in the grill. Although he was an NPC, his appearance and demeanor made him indistinguishable from a living person, just like the doorman.

"Newcomers?"

While the two looked at the chef, a woman's voice sounded not far behind them, "Replace the one with a curly beard? Who else?"

Lin Sanjiu turned her head and found she actually knew the person speaking—the villa owner in her sleepwear, with the name 'Greene' written on the doorplate.

Of course, she wasn't wearing loose sleepwear now. Wrapped in a tight-fitting suit of some unknown material, her slender limbs and delicate shoulders were all clearly visible—yet both Lin Sanjiu and the grand prize's gazes fell on her stomach.

"Oh, right," Greene said, lowering her head and glancing at her slightly protruding belly. "Four and a half months."

Both of them were taken aback. Lin Sanjiu stammered first, "C-Congratulations... S-So, when's the due date?"

"Congratulations? What's there to congratulate? Would you want it if you were me?" Greene suddenly became angry and waved her hand. "Don't think I'm defenseless just because I'm pregnant. Let me tell you, I've been the villa owner for fourteen consecutive days!"

Although she was the one who initiated the conversation, her temper flared, and she turned and left, not even giving Lin Sanjiu a chance to speak again.

"She's been here for fourteen days and still can't leave the pocket dimension?" the grand prize asked in a low voice.

Lin Sanjiu naturally had no answer. She scanned the surroundings and found that the villa owners on the beach seemed to know each other. Some were chatting in groups of two or three, some had tense atmospheres between them, and others were strolling through the crowd. There was also a seemingly friendly, chubby guy who greeted everyone he saw, walking straight toward Lin Sanjiu and the grand prize.

"You just moved into the villa, right?" He looked young, with a long, narrow dimple sunken into his bulging cheeks, which made him look quite endearing. "Which one of you is the owner?"

He seemed more alert than the short-haired pregnant woman, quickly realizing twelve people were already there. Thus, among Lin Sanjiu and the grand prize, only one could be a villa owner. Since one was a humanoid posthuman, the other could not be human. The chubby guy had been looking around since earlier and couldn't seem to determine which one was the human.