Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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"Brother Wei Min, you watch the front, I’ll watch the back, Brother Bin you watch the side forest, Brother Ting you three hurry up and light the torches, don’t waste time! If my mom really finds out I’m gone, we’ll have no adventure left!"

Zhou Guoqing said this while bossing people around.

"Adventure my ass, we’re clearly ’serving the people’! You little rascal don’t talk nonsense, am I right, Brother Wei Min?" Xie Jingbin glared angrily at the boy and snorted.

"Mmm!" Zhou Weimin naturally supported the reasonable side.

Xie Yuting just got straight to the point, he kicked Zhou Guoqing on the ankle and said sternly, "Little rascal, instead of learning a few more characters, all you think about is playing. If you bring home another thirty percent on your test, let’s see if your dad won’t beat you!"

"Brother Ting, exposing people’s weakness is bad form!" Grades had always been Zhou Guoqing’s sore spot; he couldn’t stand anyone mentioning it.

"I’m worried about your brain! Clearly, when it comes to playing, your brain works like a monkey’s, but the moment you pick up a pen, why do you turn into a ’useless mud’?!"

"I said, exposing people’s weakness is bad form, and yet you still say it!"

"Alright, stop arguing, I think I hear a low growl of a wild beast!" Xie Jingbin interrupted their quarrel and called out sharply.