Chapter 152 Meow Meow
The aroma of porridge emanating from the hot bowl in my hand is hot and fragrant, with the aroma of rice simmered over a slow fire, the unique fragrance of mushrooms, the aroma of tender chicken, and a hint of green onion.
The fragrance is too strong to be ignored. It is clearly the warm and gentle aroma of porridge, but it occupies all of one's attention in an overbearing way.
...It makes people want to let down their guard and pick up the spoon impatiently to scoop up a mouthful and taste it.
If an ordinary person sat here, or even not an ordinary person, even if the top pollutant Yunwen that occupied Mu Dongsheng's body not long ago sat here, they would not be able to resist the temptation and would surrender instantly.
But Mu Dongsheng is not an ordinary person.
The situation before me seemed a little wrong no matter how I looked at it.
This is the end of the world, and it is the most dangerous midnight hour, in the center of the Death Desert.
But the surrounding environment... the warm charcoal fire, the hot stove, the soft seats, the drowsy hot towels, hot tea and hot porridge, there is a warm and comfortable sense of security everywhere.
Something is wrong. Something is very wrong.
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.
Such a space appeared in the center of the Death Desert, and holding such a bowl of porridge in his hand, although it exuded a fragrance that was hard to ignore, how could Mu Dongsheng dare to drink it?
It’s not like there haven’t been precedents for this before.
Some high-level pollutants can modify human senses and consciousness, making people feel warm as spring even in the frozen soil, and make people mistake the highly toxic pollutant mucus as nectar, and after drinking it with relish, they are instantly corroded by the poison.
Therefore, before he was absolutely sure, Mu Dongsheng would never touch anything here, let alone pick up a spoon to drink the porridge rashly.
Mu Dongsheng put down the bowl of porridge, forced himself to ignore the aroma that was wafting in, and raised his head, looking straight ahead, not even looking at the steaming porridge.
Mu Dongsheng calmly began to look around carefully.
As a top mercenary, Mu Dongsheng can roughly grasp the surrounding information through his five senses even without seeing.
This is a completely new environment.
Clearly, beyond the fluttering curtain was the cruel, cold and snowy end of the world, but the curtain seemed to have some kind of spatial power that could block out all the cold. The area behind the curtain was warm and smelled of burning charcoal.
Brand new and...safe environment.
The word "safety" is almost too unfamiliar in this era, so unfamiliar that Mu Dongsheng was not sure for a moment and thought he was still dreaming.
In front of me is a stove with burning charcoal fire. In the casserole on the stove is hot porridge. The young man in front of the stove has a gentle expression, his clothes and face are clean and handsome, so clean that he doesn't seem to belong to this era.
Mu Dongsheng knew clearly that in this world, people who could still dress neatly and appropriately were either protected by powerful people or had unimaginable terrifying strength hidden behind them.
I wonder which category this young man in front of me belongs to?
Mu Dongsheng's eyes calmly swept over the big dog dozing off beside the young man.
The big dog that looked fluffy and harmless was actually the most intimidating thing to Mu Dongsheng in this small space.
It was an almost terrifying existence. It was even many times more powerful than any high-risk pollutants Mu Dongsheng had ever seen. Even Mu Dongsheng was not sure that he could survive more than ten minutes under the opponent's control.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have any intention of making things difficult for him. He just lazily turned a blind eye and glanced at him casually with his dark golden pupils.
"..."Mu Dongsheng's expression turned cold.
That simple glance actually made Mu Dongsheng break out in a cold sweat on his back.
"Maomao, don't embarrass the guests."
The young man obviously also noticed the look in the big dog's eyes. He smiled soothingly at Mu Dongsheng, then squatted down, grabbed the big dog's ears mercilessly, and whispered something threatening.
How dare he treat such a terrifying existence so lightly...!
Mu Dongsheng's face turned pale, his muscles tensed up, ready to attack at any time. Even he was not sure that he could save the young man's life, but he was going to try anyway. There was no way Mu Dongsheng would watch a fellow human being die in front of him.
——But the next second, something unexpected happened.
The big dog whose ears were grabbed by the young man not only did not become furious as Mu Dongsheng expected, but did not even struggle. The big dog had a sullen expression on his face, and he just turned around and gave up.
Moreover, the big dog moved towards the young man's feet without leaving a trace, with its back close to the young man's ankles, a subtle yet slightly affectionate gesture.
Big Dog: “…Woof.”
The big dog yawned, closed his eyes and continued to doze off.
Mu Dongsheng was shocked and horrified when he saw this scene.
The powerful big dog, after being given such a humiliating training, didn't even say a word of protest, but just lowered his head and accepted it!
Who is this young man?
He actually managed to train such a terrifying existence into obedience!
Could it be... Mu Dongsheng couldn't help but start to look at the young man carefully from head to toe again. Although the other party looks harmless, perhaps this young porridge shop owner is the most terrifying existence in this space?
After taking a look at each other, Mu Dongsheng's eyes met that young man's.
Mu Dongsheng's dark and bright eyes met Jian Yunlan's gentle pupils across the air.
Mu Dongsheng's heart tightened.
The air was quiet for a while.
Jian Yunlan looked at Mu Dongsheng, smiled, and said, "Guest, would you like to try this porridge first?"
To be honest, although Jian Yunlan appeared calm on the surface, she was actually a little anxious inside.
What's wrong with this guest?
The hot, freshly-cooked porridge was placed in front of him, but he just left it there without drinking it!
This kind of raw porridge tastes best when it is just out of the casserole and is slightly boiling! If you leave it for a little longer and the porridge becomes cold, it will no longer be fresh and the meat may even become tough.
With the blessing of full-level cooking skills, there is almost no foodie in the world who can resist Jian Yunlan's food.
Not to mention the porridge that has just come out of the pot, even the porridge that is still being cooked in the casserole. If no one stops them, I guess many diners would like to hold the boiling hot casserole and drink it right on the spot in big gulps, for fear that the porridge will be snatched away by others if they are slow.
So... this was the first time in Jian Yunlan's career that he had seen a diner like Mu Dongsheng who could resist the temptation, not only refusing to drink the porridge but not even looking at the bowl of porridge.
This really made Jian Yunlan a little anxious.
He couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. If he didn't have the professional qualities of a professional snack stall owner, he really wanted to rush up to Mu Dongsheng, shake his shoulders and shout: Porridge! Never drink again! It’s getting cold!
While Jian Yunlan was watching Mu Dongsheng's thoughts, Mu Dongsheng was also looking at Jian Yunlan with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.
Mu Dongsheng looked at Jian Yunlan, slightly startled, and repeated the word: "Porridge?"
It seems that porridge is a very important thing in this space.
This is a porridge shop.
At first Mu Dongsheng was a little bit unbelieving, but all the facts around him reminded him that this was indeed a porridge shop.
...The young man in front of me had beautiful and deep blue eyes. He didn't look dangerous, but what he said made people want to believe it involuntarily.
The young man nodded and emphasized implicitly: "If you don't drink it, the porridge will get cold soon."
Mu Dongsheng: "..."
indeed.
From the beginning, there was a very pleasant smell of porridge lingering at the tip of my nose.
Mu Dongsheng used his perception and instinct of danger as a top mercenary to force himself to ignore the smell of porridge that eroded his willpower and made him want to give up.
But at this moment, when the young man mentioned it, the silent fragrance was awakened again.
"How about I serve you a new bowl?" the young man suggested.
Mu Dongsheng was just about to say yes.
Mu Dongsheng's vigilance would not allow him to drink the porridge handed to him by a stranger in such a strange place. Even if the young man served him a new bowl of porridge, he would not drink it, he was just delaying time.
Mu Dongsheng picked up the bowl of porridge and was about to hand it back to the young man, but suddenly, for some reason, he couldn't help but ask, "Give me a new bowl of porridge... Then will this old bowl of porridge be thrown away?"
Before the young man could answer.
Just after saying the two words "pour out", Mu Dongsheng suddenly felt his heart tighten, gripped by a sense of panic that came from nowhere.
Pour it out? ?
——Such delicious porridge is going to be thrown away just because you don’t want to drink it? ? ! !
For some unknown reason, Mu Dongsheng lowered his head again and looked at the porridge in his hand.
Once I took a look at it, I could never look away.
As the steam rises, the porridge appears thick and creamy. The snow-white porridge bottom is soaked in the fresh juice of the tender chicken and is covered with a layer of fragrant oil. The brown mushrooms have slightly curled edges, looking smooth and fragrant. One can almost imagine the slightly hot taste when eating them, accompanied by the porridge rice and porridge oil that melts in the mouth...
Mu Dongsheng stared at the bowl of porridge with his eyes wide open and his pupils slightly red.
The porridge shop owner seemed to say something again, but Mu Dongsheng couldn't hear anything in his mind. Only one thought was echoing in his mind:
Such a good bowl of porridge was thrown away, thrown away...
What a waste of resources! ! ! !
"Guest, guest?"
Jian Yunlan stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of Mu Dongsheng.
Mu Dongsheng's pupils finally focused: "What did you say?"
Jian Yunlan saw that he had finally come back to his senses, so he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
"Guest, please give me the bowl, I will serve you a new bowl of hot porridge——"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand to Mu Dongsheng, wanting to take the bowl from him.
However, his outstretched hand fell into nothing.
——Because, Mu Dongsheng held the bowl of porridge tightly in his arms as if he was holding some treasure, and when he saw Jian Yunlan's outstretched hand, he actually leaned back with a little fear, as if he was afraid that Jian Yunlan would rush over and snatch his porridge away.
Jian Yunlan: “?”
"Porridge, my porridge, can't be thrown away, it's such a pity, it's such a pity... No..."
Mu Dongsheng murmured softly as if he was mentally confused, his eyes flashing with fanaticism.
The next second, he no longer hesitated, picked up the bowl of porridge, put it to his mouth, and drank it in big gulps!
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