Chapter 385 I Disdain

Lunch at Nirvana Base was simple: rice balls wrapped in a thin layer of seaweed.

This is considered good; if it weren't for the adults giving them so many supplies, they would usually be eating cornbread.

Not only does it have no taste, it also hurts your throat.

Although it couldn't compare to what adults ate, the superhumans were still quite satisfied.

Nothing is happier than being alive and having enough to eat and wear.

People always have to go through something before they realize how precious what they once had is.

During the meal, some zombies from the neighborhood occasionally came over, but Ling Ran didn't need to do anything; Peng Hui called for help to take care of them.

Before we finished eating, the earth shook again, but it was just an aftershock, and nothing serious happened.

After they finished eating, the group began digging up the supplies buried under the rubble.

Ling Ran sat under the large umbrella playing cards with Pei Xiu and the others. After playing for about an hour, Peng Hui brought two pieces of news.

"Good news and bad news, which would you like to hear first, sir?"

Ling Ran looked at him and gave him a kind smile.

Peng Hui immediately tensed up in fright: "Sir, the good news is that the supplies are still here, but the bad news is that, apart from a few well-packaged rice, the rest of the rice is mixed with a lot of dirt and dust. We have to take it back to the base and clean it properly."

Ling Ran glanced at the rice mixed with mud, casually played a card and said, "I don't need this batch of supplies."

"This, how can this be?" Overwhelmed with joy, Peng Hui said somewhat embarrassedly, "If it weren't for the adults, we wouldn't have been able to get so many supplies for this mission. Besides, we agreed that the adults would get nine and we would get one."

"I find it disgusting."

Peng Hui understood.

The rice covered in so much dirt and dust didn't bother them, but the adults did. And rightly so, the adults weren't lacking in food; they didn't need to eat this.

"Thank you very much, sir!"

Peng Hui was very excited.

The rice mill here has a lot of supplies. Originally, they could only take 10% of the supplies, but now they're giving them all. How long can the base last?!

Even if the rice is covered in mud or dust, or even excrement, he can still wash it out.

Ling Ran waved him away, telling him to get lost and not disturb her card game. Peng Hui immediately left and continued directing the ability users to work.

The superhumans here, without him saying a word, worked even harder.

They overheard Peng Hui's conversation with the adults.

If more supplies are allocated to the base, then more supplies will definitely be allocated to the superhumans. Since these are their own resources, how can they not work hard?

Seeing that the work at the rice mill was on track, Peng Hui ordered twenty level-three ability users and thirty level-two ability users to go to the snack factory one kilometer away.

This place mainly processes cookies and candies. The machines have been crushed. The superhumans are clearing the rubble and searching for the supplies buried underneath.

Occasionally, zombies would come by, but they were quickly dealt with.

There were plenty of packaged cookies and candies, but most of the cookies were broken, though no one seemed to mind.

One of the superhumans tore open a package, not caring whether it was expired or not, and popped the crushed cookies into his mouth, exclaiming, "So delicious! How come I never realized cookies were this good before?"

The other superpowered individuals opened the candies. The manufacturer wasn't a big brand, and the candies they made tasted average—just sweet fruit flavors. But for the superpowered individuals, they were a rare delicacy.