1055 Camping and cooking on the coast
Mai Rui pointed to her blond hair that had lost its electricity. "I'm Mai Rui, sister. The one with the electricity, the one at the military base with Squidward."
"Where's the octopus?"
"Octopus—it's become food."
silence.
Mai Rui brought a bowl of porridge. There were only a few bits of rice in the white soup, but there were also several large pieces of sweet potatoes, which gave off an enticing aroma.
Dila turned her head. Who would eat such a disgusting meal? As the queen of the apocalypse, she had tasted everything. If these Chinese people didn't kill her, they would regret it.
Cuckoo--
My stomach is growling.
"Eat it! I'm not saying this, but Chinese food is so delicious."
Dila looked up and saw that the blond boy was very handsome before, but now Mai Rui not only had no hair, but also gained a lot of weight.
"How delicious can it be? I've eaten everything." Dila was disdainful, but still brought over the sweet potato porridge and took a sip. In an instant, the aroma of the porridge and the soft, sweet taste of the sweet potato combined together.
It feels like drinking bubble tea and biting into the pearls.
It smells so good.
Huff, huff.
Before she knew it, Dila had finished the entire small bowl, and when she realized it, there was only an empty bowl left in her hand.
Dila was stunned and couldn't believe it. Normally, she had a small appetite. Besides normal human food, she drank dozens of kilograms of blood every day.
Mai Rui chuckled, "How about some more? Boss Jingshu said there won't be any fresh blood anymore. She wants to make Maoxuewang. Honey, let me tell you, that Maoxuewang is incredibly delicious—but this porridge is definitely filling."
In just a few days, Mai Rui's Chinese improved rapidly, and he almost felt like he had forgotten his mother tongue.
Dila hummed, "More of this. Oh, and—did the Chinese tell me what to do with me?"
Mai Rui picked up the basin and prepared to make some more porridge. When he heard Dila ask this, his face turned strange. He had only understood the general idea with his immature Chinese.
It seems that Boss Jingshu will be responsible for her meals in the future, but she will also have to share a portion of the mosquitoes she produces.
In other words, this sister may be even worse off than him. He just recharges himself every day, but this sister has to be used by both this side and the higher-ups, as if she is being used for research or something.
He remembered that Boss Jingshu had just patted him on the shoulder and said to him earnestly, "Dila was your former boss. Try to persuade her and don't let her get upset and do something stupid. If you do a good job, I'll give you a chicken drumstick as a reward."
Thinking of the chicken legs, Mai Rui's eyes were about to shed tears. He wiped them and said in his heart: I'm sorry, in my heart, chicken legs are more important.
Therefore, Mai Rui shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't say." First give Dila some illusions of hope for survival, and then slowly corrupt her -
Mary is gone.
Dila stopped him: "Wait."
Mai Rui stopped and looked at her. Could she be calling him and telling him some escape plan?
Mai Rui's heart was pounding. If that was the case, wouldn't that be a great achievement? Three chicken legs would be a great deal, right?
Dila said calmly, "Add more potatoes."…
Mai Rui was a little disappointed, but said, "Okay."
The first step to corruption is to conquer her stomach.
…
After Jingshu finished the work at hand, she remembered Dila, the apocalyptic woman who was imprisoned by Xiaowei.
When I saw her again, the viciousness, cruelty and arrogance she had displayed had completely disappeared.
At this moment, he was lying not far from Xiaowei like a well-behaved puppy, not daring to move at all.
In the room, many newly hatched mosquitoes the size of fists were flying around.
If this killer mosquito were to fly out, it could kill an ordinary person with one bite.
But in Xiaowei's room, Xiaowei's huge insect legs teased the mosquitoes flying everywhere.
Mosquitoes fly fast, but
It was her giant feet, which were 7 or 8 meters long when fully stretched out, that made her move faster.
When he saw Jingshu coming, he quickly caught all the mosquitoes in the room and stuffed them into his mouth to eat as Xiaoyao.
"Jingshu, you're here?! Can we go out now? We've been stuck on the boat for so many days and I'm almost suffocating!" Xiaowei pouted. She was so bored that she even played with mosquitoes. She was so bored.
Jingshu glanced at Dila in the corner and asked, "Is she doing anything weird?"
Xiao Wei pouted: "No, it's so boring. I wanted to call her to get up and give me more mosquitoes to play with, but she wouldn't get up."
Jingshu smiled and said, "Let's go, pack up, we have to travel by land for the next leg, let's experience the desert."
Xiaowei's eyes lit up.
Since we were approaching the border with Iran, but the coast was still some distance away, everything on the ship had to be transported.
The tunnel is still being dug, so it's time to take a day off.
Jingshu and others rarely have the chance to have a meal on the coast.
When I was on the sea, I was always swaying. When I suddenly came to the land, I was a little uncomfortable and felt like my whole body was swaying.
Although it was so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you, the coast was still bustling with fireworks and a rich smell of sweet potato porridge wafting from far away.
Old Zhou gulped down a large bowl of porridge, then raised his bowl and said, "We were able to reach the Iranian border so smoothly and escape Dila's army, all thanks to Siyanzi and Jingshu. This time, they deserve first-class merit!"
The rest of the bodyguard team also gulped down a big bowl.
The hot porridge slid down my stomach, and with the sweet potato chunks, it was so sweet. I heard that this rice was sold to the organization by Jingshu. Captain Jingshu's things are so delicious.
He wiped it out with one mouthful, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, thanks to Captain Jingshu."
For a moment, the temporary open-air dining halls built along the entire coast were filled with the sounds of cooking.
There was a slight breeze at the seaside, bringing the stench of rotten eggs to my face, but it couldn't cover up the fragrance of the rice.
Mr. Zhou was satisfied and scooped another large spoonful from the big pot next to him, and signaled Yang Yang to start talking about the main points.
At this time, whoever speaks will suffer.
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