"Okay, boss."

Hu Xiaonan rejoined Raven.

The divination result was that the yellow light posed little danger, and although it wasn't green light, it was sufficient.

After all, in the apocalypse, the word "safety" is a luxury. Any place may not be truly safe, only the "safety" that you create yourself.

Zhang Hao originally wanted to have other divinations done as well.

However, Hu Xiaonan was already weakened, and divination also required the consumption of her special abilities.

He's only a Level 1 Awakener right now, and can only perform divination five times a day at most. He already used up his two divinations before coming to the supermarket.

But I have to say, this skill is really useful.

Zhang Hao looked at Fang Ping and asked with concern, "It's not good for someone so young to be so weak. Fang, why don't you make some hearty dishes... and stew some pork rib soup to help Hu get some nourishment."

Fang Ping scratched his head awkwardly: "Boss, I can't cook."

"Go learn! I have cooking videos on my phone. You can figure it out yourself. I'm tired of eating instant noodles these days."

"Then I'll go, boss."

Fang Ping couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and cook.

Using a small electric cooker, it took three hours to cook five dishes: scrambled eggs with tomatoes, spicy chicken wings, spicy boiled fish, cold pig's head meat, and stewed ribs.

The four dishes looked acceptable in color, but they smelled strange.

Fang Ping sat in the chair, feeling slightly uneasy.

Zhang Hao scooped up a bowl of pork rib soup and took a big gulp.

His face quickly turned black and white, and then he spat out the soup, instantly erupting in fury.

"Pfft! What the hell is this thing? Xiao Fang, did you put shit in there?"