When the two beauties finished grooming themselves and found Peter Brown, they were all stunned by his demeanor.
Peter had a hat on his head, a chair under his butt, and a small table beside him. On the table, there was a tea set. A liquid container was already placed on the stove, and a pot of water was boiling.
No matter how you looked at it, Peter seemed like a leisurely angler.
Indeed, he was fishing with three fish lines in front of him.
"Peter, you have the leisure to play here without worrying about Adonis and the others!" Maurren Smith was speechless.
Peter looked at Maurren and said, "Beauty, come and sit down, let’s eat first and talk later. I’m cooking, and as soon as I catch a fish, I’ll cook it."
Maurren anxiously said, "We don’t even know Adonis and their situation right now, you’re unbelievable!" With that, she stomped her foot.
Peter poured hot water to make tea and said, "Would it help if you were anxious?"
Indeed, would it help? Maurren started to feel a bit dazed.
Peter continued, "We’ve been drifting downstream all the way, and we don’t even know how long it’s been. See, this place is sparsely populated, surrounded by mountains, and we are located in a secluded area. How can we help them? Besides, think about it, if Adonis and the others can’t handle the situation, what use would we be if we went there?"
Maurren said hastily, "Even so, we should always try to think of a solution, right?"
"No need to think about it, they have more battlefield experience than us. If we can escape, why can’t they? I think as long as I disappear, the ambushers will leave automatically. Don’t worry, they’ll be fine." Peter said, pouring a cup of tea for each of the women, "Sit down, we’ll rest for a while and then look for them."
Maurren sighed, knowing that Peter was right, and there was no way to help even if she wanted to. She had no choice but to sit down.
"Maggie, do you know where this place is?"
"Yes, it’s about a hundred miles from where we got in the water. The road doesn’t lead here, and we’ve only been here once during a wilderness survival exercise." Peter looked at Maurren and said, "Do you hear that? By the time you get there, there will be nothing left."
While saying this, Peter noticed that the buoy had moved. As he pulled, a large fish was yanked out.
Seeing that he really caught a fish, Peter laughed and said, "See? There really are fish here!"
Maurren was speechless.
"Can you help me wash these wild vegetables? I’m going to make a hotpot later."
Maurren looked at Peter speechlessly.
Maggie, however, immediately rolled up her sleeves and started washing the vegetables that Peter had placed in a basin.
"Don’t worry, we’re actually quite safe here. The people on the other side should have been sent by the Second Prince. I guess they must have done it secretly, and there won’t be any aerial reconnaissance. If anything happened to Adonis and the others, it would have happened by now."
"So we’re not going to do anything at all?"
"You, comrade! I have to educate you properly. Are the things in this world perfect? As a cultivator, you should know that people in this world have their own destiny. If they die, it’s because their destiny is not enough. Look at it this way, cultivators need a certain kind of ’facing death calmly’ mentality. With your mindset, how can you get by in the Cultivation World?"
As Maurren wanted to refute, she knew deep down that Peter was right. Cultivators indeed walked on the edge of life and death.
Maurren wasn’t one to be unable to let go of life and death, it was just that this incident happened so suddenly that it made her feel uneasy. After hearing Peter’s words, she sighed and said, "You’re right, I’ve been taking this matter too seriously. Life and death are predestined!" With that, she took the fish and started to prepare it.
Seeing that Maurren had understood, Peter leaned back in his chair, looking at the sky and pondering the matter.
It seemed that it was not a simple matter now. What was the purpose of the struggle between the princes?
From this incident, Peter had a feeling that the person who needed medical treatment must be an extremely important figure, possibly even the president. The Crown Prince’s goal was to cure the president’s illness, as he shared the same interests as the president. On the other hand, the Second Prince certainly did not want the president to get better, as it would not be a good thing for him if the president recovered.
Another possibility that Peter was most worried about was that the Second Prince had been controlled by someone.
Others didn’t know about the affairs of the Cultivation World, but Peter now knew a bit more about it. From various clues, it seemed very likely that the Second Prince had been controlled by someone.
Recalling that Cabral was able to use a method only cultivators possessed, Peter believed that the Second Prince’s opponent must also have cultivators on their side.
Thinking about the cultivator Maggie mentioned that he had killed, Peter became even more certain about the Second Prince being controlled.
Peter felt that he was increasingly involved in the chaos and would offend one side no matter what he did.
Forget it, let’s focus on the interests of the country, and cure the illness first!
Putting this matter aside for now, Peter took out a pot and placed it on the stove, then took out cutting boards and other utensils. He even washed the green onions, ginger, and other ingredients that Bowen Walter had bought from the supermarket and sealed with plastic, then started cutting them.
Once the water was heated up, Peter added various ingredients and even put a Lingcao into it. He then added the cut fish pieces into the pot.
Seeing Peter skillfully preparing the food, the two beauties just stared blankly, speechless at this little farmer.
Maggie had never tasted such delicious food before. Seeing the bubbling hotpot and smelling the enticing aroma, her eyes sparkled as she looked at Peter.
He turned to the two women, hearing the hunger noises coming from their stomachs, and laughed, "If you want to eat, just eat."
He took out three sets of bowls and chopsticks.
Maurren sighed, "They’re probably still worrying about your safety, and here you are eating!"
She said this, but she felt no fear at all. She had already sat down and began to pick up food with her chopsticks.
The wild vegetables Peter chose were not only delicious but also very nourishing to their vital energy.
After their first bite, the two beauties couldn’t stop eating. Although Maggie didn’t know how to use chopsticks, she ate non-stop with the help of a spoon, constantly praising the food for its taste.
Seeing the two beauties disregarding their image, Peter was speechless. However, he didn’t dare to slow down either, as they were eating too