Chapter 143: Destination, Wasteland!

The next morning, Ye Xingyao and Yi Shiyue got up early. After washing up, they started preparing breakfast for their younger sister.

Today was the day they were heading to the Wasteland to find Yi Shiyue’s grandmother. As for why they could still calmly prepare breakfast…

First, they had already communicated with the Human Alliance. A dedicated person would escort them to the Human Alliance Combat Department base at the border of Satellite City, where people there would prepare a vehicle and some necessary supplies for them.

Also, last night, the two of them had already packed their luggage early and contacted Fumier. Now all they needed to do was have a good breakfast as usual.

“Mmm, good morning.”

Before Ye Xingyao and the others could exercise their rights as older sisters and call Ye Xingling to get up, the girl pushed open the door to her room and walked out, wearing only a thin shirt, with bare legs, rubbing her eyes.

By the way, after Ye Xingyao confessed her current female identity, Ye Xingling had taken all of her former male shirts for herself, saying something like “Ask me when you need them.”

No idea why this girl was so fond of her brother’s—well, now her sister’s—shirts.

But Ye Xingyao and Yi Shiyue respected their younger sister’s preferences. Since she said so, they let it be. It wasn’t a matter of principle.

“Mmm, good morning, Xing Ling.”

Seeing Ye Xingling come out, Yi Shiyue smiled warmly at her and greeted her gently.

“Morning. Why are you up so early today? Could it be that you want to give your older sisters a nice send-off?”

Ye Xingyao, on the other hand, greeted her casually, holding a sandwich and some sauce, studying how to arrange the plating nicely.

“No! Don’t flatter yourself!”

Where Ye Xingyao couldn’t see, Ye Xingling turned her head away, a faint blush on her pretty face, striking a classic tsundere pose.

Damn it, how did this older sister figure that out? Did she sneak into her room? Even so, how could she know that last night, because both older sisters were leaving, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep?

“Alright, you two, don’t start bickering first thing in the morning.”

Yi Shiyue cut in at just the right time, deftly resolving the daily squabble between these die-hard tsundere sisters. It was like a daily quest the three of them happily repeated.

The three girls sat at the dining table, eating breakfast quietly. Soon, the sandwich-based breakfast was completely gone.

After eating, the three girls stared at each other, the atmosphere suddenly turning a bit awkward. It seemed like with the meal finished, they had nothing left to do.

“Well, in a bit, I’m going to the Wasteland with your Sister Shiyue. You stay home… take care of yourself. If there’s danger, run first, ask your seniors for help, stay safe… Am I being too naggy?”

Ye Xingyao rubbed her chin, thinking about what to say before leaving, and finally broke the delicate balance.

“Big Sis, you say pretty much the same thing every time you leave… Did you learn it from Mom?”

Ye Xingling rolled her eyes, a helpless expression on her face that said, “You know you’re being naggy…” which wounded Ye Xingyao deeply.

Wasn’t she sincerely caring about her little sister?

“Ah, fine. It’s just a formality anyway. You’re old enough now—you won’t starve to death. Maybe I’ll come back and find you’ve gained a couple of pounds.” Ye Xingyao waved her hand, stood up, and pretended to go back to her room to pack.

Maybe this was a stage every elder had to go through. Even knowing her sister was almost an adult and had achieved some things behind her back, she still couldn’t help but say basic, annoying things.

She suddenly understood her parents a little, but she couldn’t find them now…

She hoped Shiyue’s grandmother might have some clues.

Ye Xingling watched her sister’s retreating figure. All of a sudden, it seemed somehow lonely.

“Hey, Sis…”

Ye Xingling’s voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough to reach her sister, who was halfway through the doorway.

Ye Xingyao stopped and turned back with some confusion. Two pairs of star-blue eyes met.

“Uh, well… take care?”

Ye Xingling said tentatively.

Argh, was it awkward talking to her sister like this?

“Yeah, I will.”

Ye Xingyao raised an eyebrow, seeming surprised, and nodded.

When had her little sister become so considerate? Before, she only told her to hurry up and leave…

But with her sister’s blessing, maybe things would go smoother this time?

Then, Ye Xingyao saw the white-haired girl’s relieved smile, twitched her mouth slightly, and went back into the room. She came out carrying two fairly large backpacks, and a small satchel was slung over her body.

These two backpacks contained some clothes and emergency items for her and Yi Shiyue: food, fire sources, satellite communication, etc. As an experienced Midnight-level Hunter who had also entered the Wasteland, Ye Xingyao naturally knew what supplies were most needed there.

As for the small satchel, it was Ye Xingyao’s “weapon arsenal,” stuffed full of her stock of Magic Stones. Combined with the common toolkits she prepared under her skirt, her firepower reached a terrifying level.

Take the Flame Greatsword from the day before: she could use it a full three times by conserving the Magic Power in the Magic Stones—if her Starlight Magic and her poor little hands could hold out.

Ye Xingyao was itching for a fight inside. She hoped this trip would have some opportunities to use her power without too much difficulty—she wanted to try what powerful moves she could unleash by applying Starlight Magic to Magic Power of other attributes.

Using it once consumed quite a few Magic Stones. If she used it purely for experiments, the venue cost would be high, and she’d feel pained by the consumed stones.

But if she used them to fight monsters and solve problems, she’d feel much better.

After all, who wouldn’t want their hard-earned resources to be put to practical use?

“Alright, Xiaoyue, give me a hand~”

Ye Xingyao walked to the door, put the two backpacks on the floor, and slipped her feet into her black leather shoes.

Ever since she started operating as a female Hunter, she had developed a fondness for leather shoes, especially gray and black ones. They felt good on her feet and looked nice.

Many leather shoes in this era were even leaning toward sport shoes, with breathable materials and designs, and special treatments on the soles, making running less stiff.

“Alright, we’re off. Take good care of the house, okay?”

Yi Shiyue joined her, fully dressed, and bid farewell to their dear little sister who had come to see them off at the door.