Chapter 368 Are You Hallucinating Because of Hunger?

"Humph, back when I was in Jiang Xiaoyu's base, I had everything I wanted. There was no need to suffer like this."

The more Li Fugui thought about it, the angrier he became.

He punched the broken box next to him, sending up a cloud of dust.

"Why, do you regret it?"

The burly man narrowed his fierce eyes slightly, staring at Li Fugui, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "If you regret it, you can go back now."

"I dare not, I dare not."

When Li Fugui heard this, his face turned pale and red.

Go back now?

He couldn't even imagine that if he went back now, he would be cut into pieces and fed to zombies.

"Boss Qian, how long will it take us to get there?"

Li Fugui looked at the burly man cautiously, with a hint of flattery and eagerness in his eyes.

"What's the rush?"

Boss Qian snorted coldly, took a big bite of his steamed bun, and said vaguely, "The organization has its own arrangements."

Li Fugui shrank his neck, "I'm just afraid that bitch Jiang Xiaoyu will send people to catch up with me."

"Don't worry, she's busy with herself now and has no time to care about you."

Boss Qian glanced at him.

Li Fugui immediately became interested after hearing this. "Boss Qian, tell me in detail, what's going on?"

The steamed bun was indeed hard to swallow. Boss Qian felt his mouth was dry, so he picked up a dusty water bottle beside him and took a big gulp to moisten his throat.

Then he said slowly: "We sent people to bomb the mountain behind her base a few days ago. I guess they are busy cleaning up the mess now."

"Blow up the back mountain?"

A gloating smile appeared on Li Fugui's face, "Good, good, well done!"

He seemed to see Jiang Xiaoyu's anxious look.

"But then again, Boss Qian, why does our organization have to keep an eye on Jiang Xiaoyu's base?"

The sharp-nosed and monkey-faced man couldn't help but wonder, "Can't you just pick a soft persimmon?"

"You know shit!"

Boss Qian glared at him. "Jiang Xiaoyu's base is in a unique location, rich in resources, and easy to defend but difficult to attack. If we take it, we can attack or defend. There's no place more perfect than this."

"You are a bunch of ignorant people."

Li Fugui smiled sarcastically, "Do you know how rich the resources are in that base?"

"The material reserves there are enough to support the operation of a small city."

He looked at everyone, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and continued:

"Not only are there mountains of food and clean water, but there are also large quantities of advanced weapons and equipment and medical supplies. Furthermore, the base's defenses are very complete, making it difficult for zombies to get close."

"Eating steamed buns is nothing. There are fresh fruits and vegetables in the base!"

Li Fugui became more and more excited as he spoke, "Rice, flour, grain, oil, snacks, beer, fresh fruits..."

These are rare items in the end times.

Gulp!

Listening to Li Fugui's description, many people swallowed hard.

It has been a long time since they had a full meal, let alone fresh fruits and vegetables, which is simply a luxury in this world rampant with zombies.

"Just listening to Brother Li's description, I can almost smell the fragrance."

The man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks took a deep breath.

He twitched his nose.

It seemed as if the fragrance of the food really rushed into his nose.

Next second.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

"I...I seem to smell the smell of rice???"

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was stunned.

His words instantly caused the surroundings to fall into dead silence.

"Are you crazy from starvation and hallucinating?" a man with a rough voice said with a frown on his face full of suspicion.

"No, I really smell it!"

The man with the pointed chin and monkey cheeks widened his eyes. "Just now, there was a strong aroma of rice!"

"Don't mess around. How can there be rice in this shabby place? Everyone must be starving. It's normal to have hallucinations."

Li Fugui also sniffed, looking a little confused.

Just then.

A breeze blew by.

The faint aroma of rice wafted over again, and this time, even Boss Qian could smell it.

"Could it be that someone is cooking nearby?"

"There are ruins all around here, where would anyone come from to cook?"

"If there really is rice, where did it come from? The supplies in the base are under the supervision of special personnel. It's impossible for someone to sneak it out."

Everyone was talking at once.

"It's not an illusion, it really exists!"

A burly man's eyes widened in disbelief, "I smell rice too, and a hint of meat!"

He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his cracked lips trembled slightly.

"How is it possible? There are ruins all around..."

Boss Qian's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and his face was full of suspicion, but the few deep breaths he took subconsciously revealed his inner expectations.

"Let's go! Let's go check it out."

Everyone glanced at each other and saw the desire and greed in each other's eyes.

Boss Qian took the lead, holding a long knife.

Walking towards the direction where the smell came from, my pace unconsciously quickened.

The crowd behind him followed closely.

They were breathing rapidly and their eyes were full of desire for food.

Not far away.

In several large pots next to the campfire, a pot of fragrant rice was steaming.

The meat stewing in the pot next to it was also bubbling.

The rich aroma of meat mixed with the fragrance of rice.

Constantly drilling into everyone's nostrils.

"Sister, the braised pork that Brother Lu Yao made this time is so delicious."

By the campfire.

A little boy was sitting on a rock, holding a bowl in his hand and eating braised pork in big mouthfuls. There was oil on the corners of his mouth and he was talking incoherently.

Next to her was a pretty woman.

He also held a bowl and chopsticks in his hands, but he ate more politely.

"Don't just eat meat, eat some rice too. It's more nutritious when combined with meat." Su Qian said, picking up a piece of rice with chopsticks and putting it into Xiaoliu's bowl.

"Uh-huh."

Xiaoliu nodded and stuffed another large piece of meat into his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a greedy little hamster.

“There’s really food!”

The man with pointed chin and monkey cheeks shouted excitedly.

His pace quickened a bit and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Everyone be careful."

Although Boss Qian was also attracted by the delicacy, the vigilance he had developed after years of struggling in the apocalypse prevented him from letting his guard down.

He stared closely at the people around the campfire.

"Huh? Someone's coming?"

Xiaoliu slowly stood up and turned around.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a child wearing a yellow sweatshirt, who looked out of place in the dilapidated and gloomy ruins.

The child's light blue eyes were clear but with a hint of mystery.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

With a faint smile.

Lu Yao looked indifferent and glanced casually at the people not far away.

"Who are you?"

Boss Qian walked up and asked warily.

Looking at the rice and braised pork in Xiaoliu's hands, his stomach started to growl at an inopportune time.

"Do you want to eat too?"

Xiaoliu shook the bowl in his hand and spoke in a clear voice.

He scooped a spoonful of rice, put it into his mouth, and mumbled while chewing, "It's delicious! I haven't eaten such delicious rice in a long time."

He smacked his lips deliberately, a look of satisfaction on his face.