Chapter 289 Rome Stories February 15 New Share
The first thing Leon did upon passing through the remote forest was check on his tree sap collectors. Once he confirmed that the three collectors were still a third away from being full, he headed straight through the forest, crossed the slope at the northern foothills, and found Linus, who was already up and mending his clothes by the campfire.
“Morning, old man.”
The moment they met, Leon greeted him warmly, then sat down on the other side of the fire, watching Linus work.
Being stared at made Linus uncomfortable. He put down his needle and the piece of clothing and said, “Are you really that eager to suffer?”
“I haven’t even eaten yet, so how do I know it’s suffering? For all we know, it might be delicious.”
Leon replied matter-of-factly, while noting with some amusement that Linus really had remembered their earlier conversation.
He hadn’t even said anything yet, and Linus already knew why he was here—for that earlier talk they’d had about how to cook the mutated carp.
It was an unspoken understanding between them.
“Forget it. Young people never realize just how much trouble curiosity can bring them until they pay for it. Give me the fish.” Linus sighed helplessly and held out his hand.