Chapter 68 is about Sister Duoduo avenging her father!

The table was filled with a wide variety of food, including the white porridge ordered by Zhou Micheng. The porridge looked ordinary, but the side dishes were rich. There were pickled cucumbers, pan-fried hairtail, fried eggs with soy sauce, water spinach with garlic, steamed spareribs with taro, steamed cuttlefish, tomato shrimp, etc., all of which Shen Linglan ordered at once at the food stall.

The side dishes took up half of the long table, and the other half was occupied by fried chicken, burgers, milk tea, etc. There were six cups of milk tea, six cups of small cakes, a twelve-inch pizza, and six servings of fried chicken... and so on.

After finishing their work, everyone came in. As soon as they entered the door, they were all shocked by the table full of delicious food.

“Oh my God!”

"What was that? Did you see it? Or was it just my imagination?"

"My mother..."

The girl who had just followed Zhou Micheng to close the mall door and moved a wall of sofas was also shocked after entering.

She groaned, rubbed her eyes, and asked in disbelief: "What is this?! What is this? Am I hallucinating?"

The injured boy was still lying in the mall lobby resting. When he heard the noise, he tried to prop himself up with his hands and his uninjured left foot. He took great pains to look inside the mobile phone store, but was blocked by a crowd of people. He didn't see anything and was extremely anxious.

"What what? What's in it?"

But the wound on his leg made it difficult for him to move. He could only watch as the others quickened their pace towards Zhao Yunduo, muttering, "There's something delicious!"

When they walked into the mobile phone store, the boy saw Zhao Yunduo appear in front of the glass window. She took a sip of milk tea with a smile on her face, shook it, and said to them: "This is our celebration party!"

Zhao Yunduo raised a cup of milk tea, shook the cup, and smiled at them: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work today!"

Except for the injured boy, the rest of them rushed to the long table filled with food, eating and drinking like starving people, with milk tea in the left hand and fried chicken in the right hand.

The pilot's eyes welled up with tears as he bit into the crispy fried chicken leg.

The boy lying on the ground was anxious, "Is there anything to eat or drink?! I want it too... Yuanyuan, help me up..."

But the girl had already picked up the milk tea and took a sip of the pearls. She was squinting her eyes to savor the sweet taste of the milk tea. She had no mind to help her brother up.

The boy who had not cried when his flesh was cut open just now, and who had not cried when the wound was sutured after being given anesthesia, now saw five people, including his sister, feasting on fried chicken and milk tea. He was so anxious that his eyes turned red and saliva dripped from the corners of his eyes.

"No, no...I want to eat too..."

The boy mumbled something and tried to prop up his body by grabbing his hands on the pillar beside him.

Zhou Micheng, who was in the mobile phone store, was holding a bowl of hot porridge and said to the boy in a calm tone: "You can only lie down on your leg. The wound has been torn and can only be sewn up again."

After all, as the girl's biological sister, she couldn't bear it, so she took off the disposable gloves she had just used to grab the fried chicken, ran into the store next door, and struggled to drag out a chair. Kong Liang and Wu An also helped to lift the boy onto the recliner.

"Liang Tuantuan, you must have received great merit from your ancestors to have such a good sister like me!"

Liang Tuantuan was the boy's name. He ignored his sister and his quarrel with her. His eyes fell on the table and his saliva was already flowing.

"Yuanyuan, give me a cup of milk tea. I also want fried chicken and that pizza..."

The most common thing he ate in his life was compressed biscuits. He could never dream of seeing the foods on the table.

"No." Zhou Micheng shook his head mercilessly, "Fried food is not good for your wound recovery. Come drink porridge with me."

Zhou Micheng served him a bowl of porridge. The bowl was bigger than his palm and was six-tenths full of porridge. The remaining four-tenths was filled with side dishes, which covered the porridge.

Even for the side dishes, Liang Tuantuan, who had been working in the base for so many years, had never dared to ask for them.

Although it was a pity that he couldn't eat the fried chicken he had been craving for day and night, the rich side dishes made Liang Tuantuan swallow his saliva. He grabbed the spoon and scooped the porridge into his mouth one mouthful at a time.

After eating half of it, he suddenly raised his head and asked Zhao Yunduo, "Yunduo, where did you get so much food?"

There was a moment of silence.

Even Kong Liang couldn't help but look at Liang Tuantuan as if she were a fool.

After Zhou Micheng put the bowl down, she pulled out the dagger that Zhao Yunduo had just stuffed into her waist and put it against Liang Tuantuan's wound.

Zhou Micheng, who had just been gentle and loving to Zhao Yunduo, suddenly turned cold and said to Liang Tuantuan, "Don't ask, and don't let the seventh person know, understand?"

Huh? Liang Tuantuan, who was holding the bowl, looked at the remaining five people in confusion.

Zhao Yunduo was slurping the taro balls in her milk tea seriously, but her expression was indifferent, and her eyes were looking at him calmly.

Wu An's expression was gloomy, but his eyes were unfriendly. Kong Liang stared at him like a wolfhound, his eyes full of vigilance.

Liang Yuanyuan was chewing on fried chicken wings as if nothing had happened. When she saw her brother looking at her, she said to Liang Tuantuan, "Brother, if you tell anyone, I'll be the first to not forgive you! We can eat these delicious foods not only because of Sister Duoduo. Don't forget, it was Sister Duoduo who led us to avenge Dad!"

Liang Tuantuan didn't forget.

Moreover, his life had just been hanging by a thread. If it weren't for Zhao Yunduo's surgical instruments and anesthetics, he would have died from excessive blood loss.

He raised his right hand, held up three fingers, and said earnestly as if swearing an oath: "I won't tell anyone!"

Zhou Micheng nodded, put away the dagger and continued to eat.

"No..." Liang Tuantuan pointed at her sister unwillingly, "Aren't you threatening her? And him, him, him..."

He pointed his fingers at the pilot, Kong Liang and Wu An in turn.

Liang Yuanyuan touched the candy in her pocket and smiled slyly, "I guessed it a long time ago. If you didn't tell me, who else could I tell?"

"Ah? When did you ..."

Before Liang Tuantuan could finish, the pilot raised his hand and swore, "I, Chen Fei, swear that if I tell anyone, I will be struck by lightning or eaten by zombies!"

To be honest, Zhao Yunduo doesn't care.

Originally, Shen Linglan was still hesitant, wondering if these three unfamiliar people knew that Zhao Yunduo could conjure up supplies, would it be bad for her. Zhao Yunduo thought about it and decided that whether it was possible or not, she didn't care.

If they tell others, and the people in the base know about it, she can leave the base unharmed. If someone hurts her... that's even easier. In this apocalypse, no one should have a richer arsenal than Zhao Yunduo.

Hidden arrows, stun guns, pistols, submachine guns...she can use them at any time.

Who knows, when she completes the task again and gets a hundred points, after changing the explosives, someone will be treacherous and secretly harm her, blowing up both her and her house.

It would be more accurate to say that Zhao Yunduo rewarded them rather than that they happened to be there when he wanted to eat.

Her principle is not to compromise herself for the sake of hiding something from others, especially when it comes to satisfying her appetite. Could it be that she would hide in the bathroom and secretly eat fried chicken just to have a good meal?

Furthermore, it took six people working together to destroy the green giant. Liang Tuantuan also put in a lot of effort and suffered fatal injuries. Eating some good meat and vegetables would help him recover faster than eating those compressed biscuits.

She looked at everyone's face calmly, seeing their excited or satisfied expressions. She no longer felt the nervousness and confusion she had felt when she first invited Zhou Micheng and her daughter to dinner.

Zhao Yunduo suddenly realized that after experiencing several life and death experiences, his mentality was no longer the same as when he first traveled to the end of the world.