It's More Important to Drill the Well

After spending so much time together, Xia Ju naturally understood Du Yue's character. She knew that she was too lazy to find the person behind it. She did not say anything else and only nodded. "Let's do it this way. I'll go back to sleep first."

After Xia Ju walked out of the RV, Du Yue suddenly remembered something. "Where is your car?"

He Xing shook his head. "It's still in the initial stage. There's not much progress."

"It's okay. Just take it slow." The Eternal Night had just begun, and there were at least four years left before it ended. Therefore, He Xing was not in a hurry to study it. Otherwise, there would have been progress. Du Yue naturally would not rush him. The past few years of post-apocalyptic life had honed her into a slow-tempered person. If she was still as impatient as before, Du Yue would not have been able to tolerate those people outside plucking grass and digging a hole in front of her house until now.