Ako wasn’t upset — Ako had the best temper of anyone.

Still, Jiu’er had quickly discovered that aside from his build and functions being different, the rest of the time, he really did seem like a normal person.

She’d thought he was just a simple program, but in fact, his programming was so complex it could rival a human brain.

They pressed deeper into the Laluo Mountains. The path ahead had been fairly easy going, not too rugged.

But further in, the mountain trail gradually grew rough and difficult to travel.

Eventually, there was no path at all — they had to clear one as they went.

Fortunately everyone’s gear was complete; their boots were specially made, so there was no need to worry about snakes, bugs, or rodents.

Before they knew it, an entire afternoon had passed.

As evening fell, Lu Beicheng had Ji Mingyu stop and make camp.

Jiu’er, gasping for breath from the walk, glanced at Young Master Jiu sitting calmly in his wheelchair, and instantly felt a flare of envy and resentment.

Qin Fei had said Young Master Jiu’s wheelchair was actually another robot — it turned out to be true.

When crossing through thorny brush, it really did sprout two legs, carrying Young Master Jiu straight through the tangled undergrowth.

And there he sat, feet never touching the dust, still able to open his laptop and work!

For a moment, she almost wished her own legs were broken too…

Pah, pah, pah! Young Master Jiu had a fortune worth hundreds of billions — even with broken legs he had a robot to wait on him.

A pauper like her, if her legs broke, would probably just be abandoned by life.

How pitiful, boo hoo!

“Miss Jiu’er, there might be wild animals tonight. It’s not safe for you alone — how about I sleep at the entrance of your tent tonight?”

Qin Fei took the simple tent Ako handed him and strode quickly over to stand in front of Zhen Jiu’er.

“The tent’s quite big once it’s set up. I’ll just lie down at the entrance while I sleep — there’ll be a curtain separating us, I won’t see you.”

“I’m not some conservative maiden from ancient times.”

When you’re out and about, who has that many scruples?

Never mind a curtain between them — even with nothing at all separating them, it wouldn’t matter.

Back when she used to carry out missions, hadn’t she slept just anywhere alongside her brothers-in-arms?

Even though she’d spent a stretch of time in the ancient era, deep down, she was still a modern person.

Only then did Qin Fei feel at ease, and went off to pitch the tent.

Even the tent was custom-made — folded up it was tiny, but shaken out it became a large tent.

It even had a “bedroom” and a “living room.”

The tent entrance Qin Fei had mentioned was the “living room.”

Setting up the tent was simple — a light shake and it popped open.

Qin Fei only drove long stakes into a few corners, and it immediately became sturdy.

Jiu’er found she had nothing to do — coming out to survive in the wild together, and yet it was this leisurely?

“I’ll, um… go see what we’re eating tonight.” Too idle made her a little embarrassed.

“Miss Jiu’er—”

“Just call me Jiu’er.” Being called “Miss” over and over felt awkward.

Before Qin Fei could even respond, Ako arrived.

“Jiu’er, what would you like to eat tonight?”

Zhen Jiu’er didn’t know whether to laugh or cry — Ako was awfully familiar already, not the least bit reserved.

But still, what to eat?

She was stunned for a moment: “You’re… asking me?”

“Yes, Jiu’er, what would you like to eat tonight? Ako will make it for you.”

“I want steak.” Qin Fei’s voice cut in.

Jiu’er was about to roll her eyes at him — out in the wilderness, surviving off the land, and he wanted steak? What was he thinking?

Being able to cook up some noodles would already be impressive!

Before she could say so, Ako immediately replied: “Fei, how done do you want it? Black pepper or mushroom sauce?”

Jiu’er nearly dropped to her knees again.

Was this not a joke being played on her?