Chapter 139 Meow meow meow meow
Live broadcast room of all worlds, savior zone.
After half a minute of silence, commentator Lao K and the audience gradually discovered an incredible possibility:
“…”
“Could it be…”
[I mean, is there a possibility that this black market porridge vendor 'NPC'... is the book-crossing person Jian Yunlan himself...]
【ah? ? ? ? no? ? ? this? ? ? he? ? ? ? 】
[He integrated so quickly and smoothly. I really thought he was an NPC. How come he was so skilled at setting up the stall?! No, how could he set up a stall so smoothly in the crisis-ridden apocalypse? Oh my god, where is the mission? Gathering intelligence? Save the world? ? ? 】
[(holding his head) Sorry, our stall owner Jian is just like that, please be tolerant]
In Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room, the hundreds of thousands of old viewers who followed him have long been accustomed to it.
But those new viewers were completely refreshed by this incompatible picture...
While other anchors were diligently collecting intelligence, communicating with NPCs, and building good relationships with the protagonist Mu Dongsheng's former subordinates, this anchor named Jian Yunlan was actually selling porridge at the black market? !
Although it seems that his business is booming, what’s the use of it being booming? ! !
Can you save the world by selling porridge? !
[Outrageous]
[Look at the bright side, we still have fifteen other big challengers, haha]
[It is hard to imagine that the fate of our Ten Thousand Worlds is entrusted to the hands of such a stall-setting maniac...]
For many people, this night is destined to be a sleepless night.
The plane of "Abnormal Era".
In the dormitory, the lights were off. It was already midnight and the entire residential area had fallen into silence. Only the sound of the night watchman's footsteps outside the window, sometimes coming and going, indicated the passage of time.
Jian Yunlan and Taotie were lying on a narrow double bed, feeling somewhat uneasy.
...the bed is too small.
It's still quite warm though.
As an ancient ferocious beast, Taotie is like a human-shaped furnace. Wherever he is, there is always endless heat, and you will never feel cold next to him.
But, as a boss, he actually lay in the same bed with his employee, what has he done! ! !
Jian Yunlan's heart was sometimes calm and sometimes collapsed, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in just a few seconds.
Although they have lived under the same roof with Taotie for quite some time, Taotie was in dog form most of the time before. After coming to this doomsday plane, for some unknown reason, Taotie, Hu Danggui and Niutou can only maintain their human form.
At this moment, lying on the same bed with such a human-shaped Taotie, Jian Yunlan felt that it was a bit strange no matter what.
I also feel a little embarrassed.
Strange, why should he feel embarrassed?
Jian Yunlan thought about it and felt that whether in the previous life or this life, things like falling in love seemed to have nothing to do with him. He had never liked anyone. Although he had been confessed to by various men and women in his previous life, he had never really thought about establishing an intimate relationship with anyone.
With humans there is none, and with non-humans it is even less possible.
and……
Jian Yunlan turned around and came face to face with Taotie who was sleeping soundly on the other side of the bed.
The double bed in the Oriental Base was too narrow for two adult men to lie together, so when Jian Yunlan turned around, her nose was almost touching that of Taotie.
Taotie's breathing was even, his face was as calm as frost and snow, his long eyelashes drooped, and while he was sleeping soundly, he lacked his usual arrogance and pride, and even revealed some rare fragility and gentleness.
"Lord Taotie, Lord Taotie." Jian Yunlan called him in a low voice.
But Taotie seemed to be asleep. He just moved his eyebrows slightly without responding.
There was a band-aid on the bridge of his nose, and there were even light blue dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
...slept too deeply.
The first day of mercenary training must be tiring, right?
Jian Yunlan suddenly thought.
"..." Jian Yunlan sighed:
"Forget it. I'll give you my bed today. I'll go downstairs and sleep on the floor."
Just as he was about to turn around and get out of bed, the Taotie behind him suddenly moved again, and the bedding rustled.
Immediately afterwards, a source of heat came from behind.
"Human." Taotie muttered in a low voice, "Don't abandon me."
The familiar warm sandalwood scent hits your nose.
...Taotie actually held Jian Yunlan in his arms from behind.
Jian Yunlan was stunned for a moment, and didn't dare to move for fear of waking up Taotie.
Through a thin layer of clothing, Jian Yunlan listened to Taotie's steady and even heartbeat.
One, two, three times.
"You sleep so soundly." Jian Yunlan whispered with a little envy, "This sleep quality..."
Jian Yunlan originally thought that it would be difficult for her to fall asleep today, given the completely new and unfamiliar environment and the fact that she was squeezed on such a small bed with Taotie.
However...unknowingly, as he counted the heartbeats, Jian Yunlan's consciousness gradually became blurred.
All the drowsiness after a tiring day came over me.
At some point, Jian Yunlan's breathing gradually became steady, her eyelids became heavy, and eventually, unable to resist the drowsiness that swept over her, she fell into a deep sleep.
...What Jian Yunlan didn't discover was.
He thought that the Taotie who was "sleeping soundly" and "having excellent sleep quality" could no longer pretend after he fell asleep. He opened his eyes, with red ears, and stared at the sleeping human in front of him.
With some anger and embarrassment.
Human, how can you sleep at your age?
Lord Taotie was used as a stove to keep warm. He held the person in his arms and lay there until half of his body was stiff.
But I held on and didn't dare to move the whole night.
The heartbeat is abnormally fast.
“…”
The next morning, when Jian Yunlan woke up contentedly after a good sleep, she met Taotie, who had big dark circles under his eyes and a resentful look on his face.
Taotie's handsome face turned blue and his silver hair was frizzy. Although he looked quite noble and elegant, he looked a bit like a medieval mummy vampire who hadn't sucked blood for hundreds of years.
Jian Yunlan: “?”
Taotie: “?”
"You...didn't sleep well?" Jian Yunlan asked doubtfully.
Taotie angrily said sarcastically: "What a joke! Thanks to someone, I slept so soundly for eight hours. I didn't fall asleep because of nervousness at all-"
"Oh, that's good." Jian Yunlan nodded happily for him.
Taotie: “…”
It feels like punching cotton.
Jian Yunlan got up with great energy and began to think about what kind of porridge to make today.
If he remembered correctly, the batch of free-range chickens raised by Niutou in the portable spiritual field were almost mature...
In addition to seafood porridge, Jian Yunlan’s favorite was mushroom and chicken porridge when she was studying in Guangdong Province in her previous life. The overall taste is light and refreshing, warm, and the tender and smooth chicken thigh meat soaked in the porridge falls off the bone with a light bite. The aroma of the mushrooms is also boiled into the porridge, which is very fresh.
It’s best to drink in autumn when the weather turns cooler.
As he thought about it, Jian Yunlan came up with an idea:
"I made the classic century egg and lean meat porridge yesterday. How about trying mushroom and chicken porridge today?"
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As soon as the bell rang at nine in the morning at the Oriental Base, the gate of the base opened and the mercenaries filed out.
——For most mercenaries, they go out to do missions at nine in the morning, then stay outside the base all day, and only finish work and return to the base around ten in the evening. This is their normal life.
Surviving for more than twelve hours outside a high-radiation and high-risk base, even having to live on the edge of a knife and fighting with all kinds of alien species, the job of a mercenary is by no means easy.
Every day at the end of work, some people come back covered in scars...but that's still considered good.
Every day, a large number of mercenaries died in the wild and never returned.
As the weather has become increasingly severe recently, the alien species outside the base have begun to mutate and upgrade, which is unusual. More and more mercenaries are unable to withstand the fierce attacks of the alien species and are buried in a sea of blood.
"Damn it, I'm unlucky today. I encountered a high-level alien."
"The detachment next door had just been on a mission for two hours when they lost two D-rank mercenaries. It was too tragic."
"When will this day end? This damn doomsday."
"Isn't this what our profession is all about?" B-rank mercenary Zhang Zhuoran smiled bitterly and injected himself with a repair agent while hiding behind a bunker. "Live one day at a time... Even a big shot like Mu Dongsheng died at the hands of aliens. How long can a small cannon fodder like us last..."
After an injection of repair agent, his almost dried-up supernatural crystal core finally regained some vitality.
Zhang Zhuoran raised his head and gasped rapidly. The feeling of the repair agent burning in his blood was very uncomfortable, like he had swallowed a whole tank of gasoline.
But no matter how uncomfortable it is, you have to endure it.
In this world, just being able to apply crystal core repair agent is something that many people would envy.
His companions looked at him enviously: "Brother Zhang, you can still afford the repair agent, which is already good... For low-level mercenaries like us, after the crystal core dries up, we can only rely on our lives to get back to the base. If we can't hold on, we will be buried in the mouths of the aliens."
A bottle of repair agent costs two hundred credit points and can restore about half of the dried-up crystal core. It is not only expensive, but also requires connections in the logistics department to buy it.
Because the materials that can repair crystal cores are extremely rare, anything related to repairing crystal cores is extremely expensive.
Therefore, people like Zhang Zhuoran who can use the repair agent are considered to be among the luckiest in the entire mercenary group.
In the detachment, several mercenaries looked at him with envy.
For a time, pessimism spread.
"Don't feel sorry for yourself," Zhang Zhuoran patted his companions on the shoulders, "Let's work together to survive. At least there is still hope."
"Unlike those people in District 13, who were targeted by Li Zhou, their crystal cores were exhausted and they were forced to go on high-risk missions. They probably won't survive today..."
District 13 is a desert area on the edge of the residential area. Those living there are all the old, weak, sick and disabled mercenaries who were once protected by Mu Dongsheng.
And today is the day that they are forced by Li Zhou to leave the base and go on a mission.
Suddenly, one of the mercenaries pointed to a place not far away and said:
"Hey, if you mention the devil, then it must be them—"
Boom!
There was a loud noise from where he pointed, accompanied by the roars and howls of alien species.
The mercenaries present immediately showed expressions of pity and looked in the direction pointed by the mercenary...
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