After several people entered the water tower, they huddled together in the corner of the platform.
The stiff and cold body that had just felt better because of the warmth inside, and the nostrils were filled with the aroma of food again.
Looking at Nan Muran and a group of people across the street, they took out military self-heating rice, braised pork with rice, preserved vegetable pork with rice, and all kinds of other dishes.
And the most important thing is that Nan Muran actually took out several flavors of self-heating hot pot from her backpack.
The five people couldn't bear it any longer and their mouths began to saliva wildly.
Come to think of it, the food they have been eating since the end of the world has not been bad.
But now they were cold and hungry, and they happened to see Nan Muran and his group eating all kinds of delicious dinners without restraint, which made them crazy with greed.
"that……"
Just as Zhou Ling opened his mouth, he heard a cold male voice: "If you don't want to get out, shut up."
Jiawu looked at the people whose drool was flowing out of half a foot of the field. He had no intention of helping them at all and just felt annoyed.
Food has been scarce since the end of the world, and even Han Yingting and his companions were not kind enough to go hungry and show kindness to others.
Zhou Ling felt extremely wronged, but facing the murderous Jiawu, he did not dare to say a word.
Seeing that the five of them were tactful enough to keep quiet, the others also started to fill their stomachs.
Beside the campfire, Si Ye watched Nan Muran eating bacon and rice in a monotonous manner. After thinking for a while, he turned around and took out a box of tomato-flavored self-heating hot pot from his backpack, and then took out a box of self-heating pickled fish.
"When did you prepare it?" Nan Muran was a little surprised when she saw her favorite food.
She already had these in her own space, but she had no intention of taking them out in front of everyone.
I didn't expect Si Ye to take these out of his backpack.
"He packed this bag specially at home when he left. Except for the necessities, everything in the bag was food." Jiawu said to Nan Muran.
Si Ye smiled but said nothing: "Just eat more."
The tempting aroma of the self-heating pot wafted out, with a lot of sour, spicy and hot flavors. This time, not only Zhou Ling and the other four in the corner, but even Han Yingting and the others couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
"Brother Wu, do you have any more food that Sister Mei prepared? Bring some out so that we can share.
Eat well, and you will have the strength to fight later."
Nan Muran knew that Sister Mei had prepared some food for her when she went out, so she thought for a moment and said.
It's not that she is generous, but she will indeed face an unprecedented tough battle in a while.
When Han Yingting and the other three heard her words, their eyes lit up.
Soon, five self-heating pots were placed next to the campfire, and there were also a lot of braised dishes of various flavors, which were obviously Bai Mei's craftsmanship.
Everyone ate the sumptuous food and actually found the feeling of a dinner party before the end of the world.
Seeing the nine of them feasting heartily, Zhou Ling and his companions' stomachs rumbled uncontrollably.
But no one dared to say a word, simply because they were worried about being thrown out by the ferocious man with a scar on his face.
Until I watched them eat almost all the food.
"Um, can I have... some hot soup? To keep... warm." Finally, the boy wearing black-framed glasses mustered up the courage to look at Nan Muran, who was in the middle and had the final say.
Nan Muran glanced at them and nodded slightly.
Soon, all the leftovers from the campfire were in front of the five people.
Several people picked up the hot soup and started drinking it at the same time, but they found that there were still two servings of sausage rice that had not been touched. Thinking that they could not eat any more, the five of them shared it and started to eat it voraciously.
After dinner, Xiangxi changed the eagle's position to keep an eye on the situation outside.
"Let's all quickly lean against the wall and take a nap." After Nan Muran finished speaking, she found a comfortable position on Si Ye's shoulder and closed her eyes to rest.
After eating and drinking their fill, Zhou Ling and his five companions felt drowsy because their bodies felt warm.
But there are always people outside observing the situation.
Except for Nan Muran, Cheng Cheng and Qi Jin, the other six people tacitly went out according to the assigned order to check the situation of the zombie group.
"Ranran, wake up, the fighting outside is over." Jiawuli came in and woke everyone up as soon as he saw the situation.
Upon hearing this, several people quickly stood up and looked outside the water tower.
The moonlight is good tonight, reflecting the bright white snow on the ground, and the situation under the tower can be seen clearly.
Because he was killed, the zombie hordes that were originally advancing in succession on the side of the Level 5 water zombie king completely lost control.
This situation did not last long. After about ten minutes, all the zombies below began to change their targets and headed towards the water tower.
After five hours of fighting, even with the slow and stiff attacks, both sides still lost more than half of their zombies combined.
At this time, the less than half of the remaining zombies began to gather towards the water tower.
The zombies on the overpass also began to free fall, falling to the ground continuously.
"The fire zombie king won." Nan Muran said calmly as she looked at the fire mutant zombies not far away.
The mutated zombie's red pupils are particularly bright in the dark.
He was less than 500 meters away from Nan Muran and the others, and at this moment, he was holding a glowing light green crystal core in his hand, which belonged to the previous water mutant zombie.
"I'll go with you to get it." Si Ye knew that Nan Muran wanted the two level five crystal cores, and said lightly.
Nan Muran smiled lightly: "Brother Wu, Eagle, cooperate with Han Yingting to deal with the zombies under the tower.
The two of us will go dig for crystal cores."
Suddenly, Xiaobai jumped out from Nan Muran's hand and formed a protective circle, bringing all of them except Qijin to the ground safely.
The moment they landed, Xiaobai and Xiaoliu began to lead the way.
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