Chapter 8: Do you want to eat hot pot?

In comparison, room 2566 on the other side is not so comfortable.

Although the presidential suite is indeed large enough, it is still a bit crowded with nearly twenty people crammed into a space of about 100 square meters.

What's more, there is only one big bed in the room.

At first, Yang Lei thought that this big bed must belong to him. After all, he was the one who killed the zombies and escaped with this group of people.

After all, he is the biggest contributor.

However, when everyone was discussing who should sleep on the bed, a young man named Chen Qianxing in the crowd suggested that it should be given priority to women and children.

Others responded.

There were four women and a little girl over ten years old in their group. If the five of them squeezed together in different directions, they could just barely fit in bed.

Of course, they also gave the most comfortable sofa in the living room to Yang Lei.

Yang Lei was very unhappy, but he didn't know what to say.

Because other people either slept in the corner with a pillow under their heads, or put chairs together and curled up on them to sleep, their situations were much more uncomfortable than his.

Everyone thought that the current crisis was only temporary, and that these monsters would be eliminated soon and someone would come to rescue them.

I have been waiting day after day, and today is the fourth day.

No one rescued them.

Instead, there are more and more monsters outside, and very few living people.

Chen Qianxing stood in front of the French window for a long time. After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind and walked up to Yang Lei:

"Brother Lei, I have a suggestion. Should we... try to escape?"

"Escape?"

Yang Lei looked up and down at the thin man in front of him with black-framed glasses and sneered disdainfully.

"There are zombies everywhere outside, where can you escape to?"

Chen Qianxing didn't want to conflict with the tall and strong Yang Lei, but he also didn't want to sit and wait for death.

He took a deep breath and said, "We are running out of food. What if we don't get rescued?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room suddenly became unusually quiet, and everyone looked at him with different eyes.

Before, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the food shortage, thinking that it would pass if they just endured it, but Chen Qianxing directly broke the window paper.

Chen Qianxing noticed that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, but the matter was of great importance, so he had to bite the bullet and continue speaking.

"I've thought about it carefully. There's a supermarket about three kilometers away from here. If we can escape to that supermarket, we won't have to worry about food and drink."

Hearing what he said, several people around him who were already starving raised their heads.

Yang Lei twitched his lips. "You sound so easy. Three kilometers is a short distance? I'm afraid you'll become a monster's meal before you even reach the supermarket."

Li Guofeng was rescued by Yang Lei while fleeing, and he immediately chimed in when he heard this:

"Brother Lei is right! We finally found a safe place, why should we risk going out?"

Others also echoed with a few words.

"That's right. We were bitten to death by zombies before. Have you forgotten?"

"Chen Qianxing, can you defeat those monsters? How dare you speak so shamelessly? If we get bitten by monsters, will you be responsible?"

"Anyway, I only follow Brother Lei."

Chen Qianxing unconsciously clenched his hands at his side and looked at the other silent people: "Are there any of you willing to go to the supermarket with me?"

Everyone lowered their heads at the same time, avoiding Chen Qianxing's sight.

The living room was silent and no one responded to him.

Chen Qianxing took out his mobile phone and tapped the no signal icon in the upper right corner of the screen.

"The internet is down and my cell phone signal is gone. I have no idea if there's a rescue team. What if there isn't? If I wait until I'm too hungry to run, it will be too late!"

A short-haired man sitting in the corner said angrily, "If you want to go, go ahead. No one is stopping you."

Chen Qianxing: “…”

**

The fifth day of the apocalypse.

Yan Chu was making instant noodles in the kitchen.

Instant noodles were fine for one or two days, but by the fifth day, even though Yan Chu kept changing the flavor, they were still a little hard to swallow.

But she also knew that it would be great to be able to eat a bowl of steaming hot instant noodles after the apocalypse.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the hot pot set meal she had won last night. Why not have a meal to satisfy her craving?

If you want to eat hot pot, you can't eat it alone.

Yan Chu poked his head out of the kitchen and looked at Gu Qinyuan in the living room. He was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out with an indifferent expression.

What are you looking at?

Yan Chu walked to the floor-to-ceiling window curiously and looked out, and saw a person running wildly on the overpass.

She originally thought that this person was running for his life, but the reality was different from what she imagined.

Because this person was not running towards the direction where there were no zombies, but was rushing straight towards the pile of zombies.

As expected, the zombies swarmed over and gnawed him into pieces. Blood splattered everywhere and the scene was horrific.

Gu Qinyuan who was standing by also saw this scene.

He said calmly, "He committed suicide."

Yan Chu curled the corners of his mouth and lowered his eyes to hide the dark emotions in his eyes.

She knew very well that where there were people who wanted to live at all costs, there were naturally those who did not want to live.

When faced with desperate situations, not everyone has such a strong desire to survive.

But the thing she worked so hard to get was thrown away so easily by others, and she felt a little complicated for a while.

Seeing Yan Chu's face look a little solemn, Gu Qinyuan's eyes moved slightly.

"Why, are you scared?"

Yan Chu didn't answer, but turned his head and asked him: "What about you, are you afraid?"

Her eyes were full of curiosity, and the faint sunlight shining through the glass reflected her beautiful light brown pupils, making it impossible to look away.

Gu Qinyuan was startled, then shook his head in denial: "No."

Yan Chu smiled.

She took a deep breath and shook those messy thoughts out of her mind.

Now is not the time to think about that! Hot pot is the way to go!

"Don't talk about this, do you want to eat hot pot?"

Gu Qinyuan was stunned: "...hot pot?"

Yan Chu smiled and arched his eyebrows: "Yes, you heard it right, it's hot pot."

In the restaurant, two people sat facing each other.

The spicy and delicious red soup is boiling in the pot, surrounded by various common hot pot ingredients such as meat rolls, meatballs, vegetables, etc.

For Yan Chu, who had been forced to eat instant noodles for five days, this was simply the ultimate delicacy.

It's just that the hot pot appeared out of nowhere, and Yan Chu thought Gu Qinyuan would definitely ask something, so she had already thought of an excuse to evade the question.

However, to her surprise, Gu Qinyuan did not ask anything, but put the meat and vegetables into the pot in an orderly manner.

Why don’t you ask?

Doesn’t Gu Qinyuan find it strange?

Yan Chu rolled his eyes and casually mentioned, "I just wanted to eat hot pot a few days ago, so I bought some ingredients and put them in the refrigerator. But it was too boring to eat hot pot alone, so I saved it until now."

As for why they went to the presidential suite to eat hot pot?

Don’t ask, the answer is that you are rich and willful.

After saying that, Yan Chu stared at Gu Qinyuan, observing his expression changes.

Gu Qinyuan stared at her for two seconds, his eyebrows slightly raised: "So, I'm lucky."

For some reason, Yan Chu inexplicably felt as if he had been seen through by him.

...How is that possible.

Yan Chu subconsciously raised his chin and snorted.

"Of course, you have to thank me."

Gu Qinyuan chuckled softly, and under the warm yellow light, his eyes were calm and gentle.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality, Miss Yan."