"What? Jing Shu, what did you say? Say that again. I must have misheard."
Jing Shu sighed. "Uncle," she said, "let's slaughter all these pigs in a few days." She repeated her statement.
Uncle said in disbelief, "Why? The market for pig farming is so good right now! Do you know how many Virtual Coins pork sells for per kilogram? I understand what you're thinking. The red earthworms have gone extinct, and feeding these pigs has become a big problem. But with our factory, considering my share of the Red Worm Feed, I can raise several hundred pigs. It shouldn't be difficult to hold out until the end of the apocalypse, right?"
He spoke as if the apocalypse would end very soon, but things were only going to get worse.
Jing Shu extended her hand, seemingly unchanged from before the apocalypse, and picked up a handful of red earthworms from the pool. After kneading and inspecting them, she shook her head. "Uncle, how long have you been raising this pool of red earthworms?"
