War of the Century (7)

Fortunately, a certain sharp-tongued little guy was in seclusion. Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to deal with these two chaps. 

Xiao Lan finished gnawing a chicken leg contentedly, then his phoenix eyes casually turned to the side.

"By the way, how long is that thing going to stay in the Origin space?"

Qin Yi paused, then walked over and poured a bucket of ice water.

"Hey, hurry and get up if you're not dead. How long are you going to pretend?" 

The man lying on the ground- Wait, no. The zombie sat up instantly and held his chest, "Where is this place?" 

There was the scent of grass and lush vegetation not far away; he even saw a variety of fruit trees.

Qin Yi pulled a chair out of nowhere and sat down gracefully, the corners of her mouth lifting up. "This is my Origin space."

Ling Kong's eyes widened. He knew about space ability users but had never seen one like Qin Yi. She could actually grow plants in her Origin space.