Apocalypse: So What If I’m Just a Cannon Fodder and a Bit Mean?

Lu Nange died in a car accident and woke up inside a male-oriented apocalypse novel.

Good news:

Her original identity was a rich, beautiful socialite—and the younger sister of one of ...

Chapter 288 Independent Battle... (2/2)

Lu Nange simply started to act badly. No one asked anyway, so he could make others suffer but not his cherry lips, right?

Every day, a variety of seafood, drinks, frozen food, steak, Australian lobster, king crab... are served on the table in rotation. Anyway, whatever you can find, you get...

However, when there are particularly unreasonable ingredients, there will definitely be frequent "encounters" with people that night...

Even the most frivolous He Zhuo would remind her: "Sister, the supermarket we bought from has been without power for a long time. You can keep some of the food for yourself... Well, don't show off your wealth, understand? Human nature is unpredictable..."

Lu Nange opened his mouth: "..."

He Zhuo turned and ran: "Don't tell me, I don't want to know, be more careful..."

......

Chi Yanzhou and his companions glanced at the dazzling array of ingredients on the cooking table, rolled up their sleeves and began to prepare them.

Chi Yanzhou: "You guys go wash up first, and we'll prepare the ingredients."

Lu Nange, Gu Wan, and Luo Xingyou nodded: "Thank you for your hard work!"

After this period of training, Chi Yanzhou and the others were no longer the ignorant young ladies and gentlemen who had never touched a single grain. Now they could handle most basic ingredients and even knew that Boston lobsters had to "urinate"...

By the time everyone had taken turns washing up and changing into clean clothes, a mouth-watering aroma was already wafting from the island counter.

Chef Wen Qing, with Luo Xingyou as his assistant, prepares the dishes—garlic spare ribs fried to a golden crisp, steamed sea bass drizzled in scalding oil sizzling, prawns coated in mustard sauce translucent, tomato-infused beef brisket bubbling in a casserole, and the aroma of Chinese sausage clay pot rice wafting forth as soon as the lid is lifted...

There were also hot and sour baby cabbage and three-fresh soup on the island counter, as well as the dishes that Wen Qing would prepare specifically for Lu Beiye every meal - on Sundays, it was tender and smooth steamed eggs with shrimp and sweet and sour pork.

He Zhuo: "Once you've seen the sea, nothing else will compare to it. Pork ribs and beef brisket with rice. Life is short, so have another bowl...!" He then filled another bowl of clay pot rice.

When everyone had almost finished eating, Lu Nange put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "The remaining zombies are all below level three. Let's take a break. How about we clean them all up before nightfall?"

Gu Qi glanced at Lu Nange and the others and said, "If they are all below level three... Yan Ge, Nan Nan, Ci Ge, A Ye, Lao Shi, why don't you guys rest in the car this afternoon? Leave the rest to us."

Gu Wan wiped his mouth and continued, "Yes, Nannan, this is a good opportunity for us to train more and improve our combat effectiveness. We were separated by the earthquake last time, and I feel that our strength is still too weak."

Ji Xian nodded in agreement: "It does require actual combat to improve."

Luo Xingyou poked at the rice in her bowl. "I also want to get stronger quickly. Wanwan and I couldn't defeat that level 4 zombie in a two-on-one fight. If it weren't for Nannan's intervention, we would..."

"Yes, yes, I want some too, I want some too!" He Zhuo hurriedly swallowed the beef brisket in his mouth: "I feel like every time I fight, my control over my supernatural powers improves!"

Chi Yi: "I feel the same way. Every time I overdraw my powers, my control improves! Powers are like muscles; the more you practice, the stronger they become."

Wen Qing: "I want to, too. I feel like I can handle low-level zombies without any problems..."

Lu Nange and the others looked at each other and nodded...

After clearing the table, everyone took a short rest in the RV for an hour.

He Zhuo and his companions began to wrap themselves in equipment layer by layer like nesting dolls - protective coats, masks, hats, gloves... and finally they didn't forget to put on a hot pack.

After being fully armed, the seven people got off the car one by one.

Chi Yanzhou followed behind the others and parked the RV sideways in the middle of the street, ensuring that he could keep an eye on everyone's situation at all times...