Chapter 149 Meow Meow Meow
Not long ago, when Mu Dongsheng was extremely hungry, he stood up unconsciously and walked towards the porridge shop subconsciously.
It was the hurried footsteps of Wang Rong and Wang Tao that woke him up.
He looked at the hungry brother and sister and calmly gave them directions, allowing them to find the porridge shop.
On the one hand, he wanted to keep Wang Rong and Wang Tao alive, and on the other hand, he also wanted to test whether the porridge shop that inexplicably appeared in the wilderness was really there to help the travelers with good intentions, or was there some other conspiracy hidden behind it.
After all, there is no free lunch in the world.
But later, the two siblings walked out of the porridge shop with their stomachs full and their energy crystal cores had even been fully restored, which made Mu Dongsheng completely certain...
That was indeed a porridge shop.
A porridge shop with a hot stove, fresh hot porridge, and hospitable owners and waiters is so precious and rare in this cold doomsday.
“…”
Thoughts return.
Mu Dongsheng pursed his lips.
Even if it is confirmed that it is a genuine porridge shop, what does it matter? In any case, there was no way he could go. We can’t cause trouble for the porridge shop owner.
The worst that can happen is starvation.
The growling of hunger in my stomach became louder and louder.
Seven days and seven nights, no food for a full seven days and seven nights. Even if the S-class alien species parasitic in his body can protect him from attacks by other alien species, it cannot ignore the law of conservation of natural energy and allow a body that has not eaten for seven days and seven nights and has lost its energy crystal core to survive.
Mu Dongsheng lowered his eyes, and a smile appeared on the normal half of his face. He looked at his skinny wrists:
"It's not far away..."
He could feel that the quiet and sweet deep black dream was approaching little by little. He only needed to wait a little longer and he would be able to fall into its eternal embrace.
However, the pollutants that were parasitic in his body were becoming more and more aggressive.
Why is He so anxious? Mu Dongsheng didn't understand either. It is obvious that He is a free and highest-level pollutant. Even if Mu Dongsheng dies, He can easily find another more suitable body.
But He seemed to have determined on Mu Dongsheng. Ever since He possessed him seven days ago, He has been using all his strength to force Mu Dongsheng to live.
The anxious mumbling became lower and lower, as if whispering some older, deeper language, buzzing in Mu Dongsheng's mind. The voice repeated ambiguously over and over again:
“I won’t allow…I won’t allow Ah Sheng to die…Ah Sheng is mine…mine, mine, mine, mine, mine…”
The strange and slightly distorted chanting tone made people feel creepy.
Mu Dongsheng felt that his hairs stood on end.
Because he felt the stubbornness and madness belonging to 'Him' in that voice. He would not allow anyone or anything to take Mu Dongsheng away, either life or death.
Mu Dongsheng couldn't help coughing, his chest heaving violently, and suddenly he felt a sweetness in his throat...
“Cough cough cough!”
The snow in front of me was stained with scarlet.
Seeing Mu Dongsheng's blood, the alien species that was parasitic on his body instantly became even crazier!
…The mouth on the half of his face that was parasitized by the alien opened wide, and countless sticky tentacles suddenly burst out, stubbornly licking the blood on the snow, accompanied by murmurs: "Everything of Ah Sheng is mine... mine, mine, mine, mine..."
"Why are you so obsessed with me?" Mu Dongsheng's face turned pale and he asked incredulously, "I'm dying, go find someone else and stop pestering me!! Can you still force me to live——"
The next second, Mu Dongsheng's words stopped abruptly.
He opened his mouth in silence.
because……
His body, against his own will, stood up and began to move forward!
Mu Dongsheng looked down at the body that no longer belonged to him. He trudged through the snow step by step, dully and stiffly, towards the small porridge shop not far away. No matter how hard he tried to stop himself, it was in vain.
A feeling of powerlessness and despair surged in my heart.
The porridge shop owner is just an ordinary person.
Suddenly an S-level pollutant came...the porridge shop owner will die.
Mu Dongsheng opened his eyes wide, and as the distance got closer, he could gradually see the porridge shop in the distance - he could even see the door curtain swaying gently in the wind, the wind chimes on the door curtain, and the young porridge shop owner who was looking forward to seeing the porridge shop in front of the tricycle.
'Go away, run for your life! '
Mu Dongsheng wanted to wave his hands and shout to the other party, but he couldn't even do such a simple action as raising his hand.
Mu Dongsheng lowered his head in despair, but the half of his face that was corroded by pollutants revealed a strange and creepy smile.
He heard his own voice say hoarsely:
"Ah Sheng...you need food...I, I, we all need food...Ah Sheng...let's go together...eat man, eat man, eat man, eat man..."
I completely lost control of my body.
Mu Dongsheng could only pray in his heart, hoping that the porridge shop owner was a smart man, and knew how to escape when he saw the danger, instead of foolishly delivering himself to the door...
However, the opposite happened.
The porridge shop owner saw from afar a customer with such strange behavior coming to his shop, and he actually came over happily.
The young boss even smiled enthusiastically, not knowing at all that he was about to face a disaster:
"Welcome, sir! Would you like a bowl of hot mushroom and chicken porridge?"
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Turn back the time a little.
After seeing off Wang Tao and Wang Rong, Jian Yunlan adjusted the sign of 'Simple Porridge Shop' and continued to wait with expectation.
The charcoal fire in the stove was still hot, the porridge in the casserole was still warm, and the gluttonous dog next to it had already dozed off.
The Bull Head in the portable spiritual field was in high spirits. It was obvious that Wang Tao and Wang Rong's attitude just now gave him great self-confidence. Niutou had two large pots of rock sugar and snow pear tea prepared at this time, ready to entertain guests at any time.
Jian Yunlan looked at the remaining ingredients and estimated that she could entertain another five to ten guests - if the guest had a bigger appetite, one would be enough.
However, the new guests were slow to arrive.
Jian Yunlan waited and waited, but no new customers came. All he saw before him was a vast expanse of white snow.
He has been setting up stalls for so long and has never encountered the dilemma of not being able to sell all the things he has.
But there is nothing we can do about it. After all, even the best cook cannot cook without rice.
He couldn't help but sigh:
"Alas, is this place too remote?"
Originally, most people at this doomsday only stayed within the base, except for a few unlucky ones, such as Wang Tao and Wang Rong, who lost their way and missed the time to return to the base, and would be wandering outside after 10 o'clock in the evening.
Jian Yunlan was already lucky to meet two unlucky guys like this in one day.
No wonder Shouhou and Li Zhou and their group are so confident.
After all, any vendor who wants to make some success in business in this doomsday must have a platform like the black market to support him, otherwise, all ambitions will be pipe dreams.
At this time, Jian Yunlan already felt a little regretful. If there are no customers, there is no point in him setting up a stall to sell porridge.
However, his ambitions had already been expressed, and it was too late to regret now.
After looking at the deserted snow in front of him for who knows how many times, Jian Yunlan sighed and completely gave up any hope of any new guests coming.
"How about we just close the stall today, find a place to sleep and rest for the night, and talk about it tomorrow?"
...Tomorrow during the day, when the mercenaries are out on missions, I'll set up a stall and maybe there will be some business.
It's just a waste of the last bit of food.
As a conscientious snack stall owner, Jian Yunlan never sells overnight food, and tomorrow he plans to change the porridge and stop selling mushroom and chicken porridge.
Of course, the remaining porridge would not be wasted, because it could be shared with Niutou and Taotie, and maybe it could be secretly taken to the nursery and shared with Hu Danggui.
After thinking about this, Jian Yunlan made up his mind to set up the stall here today and continue tomorrow.
However, just as he was reluctantly about to pack up his stall, a black dot suddenly appeared in the snow in the distance!
At first he thought he was seeing things.
But after rubbing his eyes, the black spot not only did not disappear, but became even bigger.
The black spot gradually came closer and closer, and soon it was close enough for Jian Yunlan to see it with his naked eyes.
It turned out to be a human figure.
——From a distance, the figure was very tall, but a little too thin, revealing a haggard feeling like a skeleton. The entire figure was shrouded in a loose cloak, with a hunched back, and the face could not be seen clearly.
Even though there was something strange about this figure, Jian Yunlan instantly became excited.
This is a diner!
Live, fresh diners who have traveled across mountains and rivers to drink porridge!
And seeing that he is so thin, he must have not eaten properly for a long time, right? What a poor child.
Jian Yunlan made up her mind that she must show the most sincere service attitude and display 120% of her professionalism to ensure that the other party would feel at home and that the guest would be well fed!
Thinking of this, Jian Yunlan immediately went up to him enthusiastically.
Thus, a strange scene appeared in the Death Desert:
In front of the small tricycle porridge shop, a tall, skinny figure spoke in a strange tone, like the whisper of an ancient god:
"Hungry... Ah Sheng and I need food...eat man, eat man, eat man, eat man..."
Under the cloak, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at the young porridge shop owner in front of him, those eyes were full of greed and hunger.
His throat moved, and he stretched out a dry, skinny finger.
The young and handsome shop owner showed no disdain and grasped the pair of hands as pale as dead trees.
As if she had met a like-minded partner, Jian Yunlan held the other person's hand tightly in her palm, and smiled kindly and caringly at the 'person' in front of her:
"Look how hungry this child is... Come in and have a seat, drink some hot porridge to warm yourself up!"
Pollutant: "?"
Mu Dong, whose body was controlled by the pollutants, said: “???”
Because the two souls fell into a brief daze at the same time, the body also suddenly froze in place.
Pollutant tilted his head in confusion.
...And taking advantage of the moment when the other party was stunned, Jian Yunlan did not give the other party any chance to think. He held the other party's hand and pushed the other party into the curtain.
At the same time, Jian Yunlan put on an apron, concentrated her energy, and uttered the killer words:
——"I'm already here!"
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