Chapter 499: Kill the Virgin Mary First in the End of the World (Twenty-One)
"This little fat guy seemed so cruel at noon, but now he doesn't seem so cruel!"
"Humph! What's the big deal! He still put his RV in the innermost part!"
"... Auntie, be content! They are responsible for defense. What's wrong with putting their RV in the middle? Otherwise, I will trade with you?"
"Hey, young man, we are in the same group. We are all ordinary people. We should unite. Why are you still——"
"I'm sorry! You and I are not in the same group!"
In the circle in the middle, fires began to rise.
Dozens of survivors were divided into more than a dozen small teams, sitting around the fire chatting, boiling water, and eating.
At noon, the middle-aged woman who had argued with Wei Pengcheng at the service station still looked resentful.
Yes, she could indeed enter the middle and was not left out.
But she could only sleep on the floor.
Look at Wei Pengcheng and Gu Qingcheng, they can stay in the RV.
Why? It's not fair! "Tsk! Fair?"
Sitting opposite the aunt was a young man in his twenties.
He is fair-skinned, has a friendly face, and always speaks with a smile.
When she smiles, a dimple appears on her right cheek.
The young man looks like a good boy with a good temper and is well-behaved and obedient.
However, at this moment, the young man seemed to have identified the top-notch auntie, and he kept saying, "Auntie, it's been a few days? Why can't you recognize the reality?"
"It's the end of the world! The end of the world! Besides, even if it's not the end of the world, there is no absolute fairness!"
"If you don't want to sleep outside, then go to the car. Don't you have a car too?"
The old lady was anxious, "My car is outside the city. What should I do if zombies come?"
"Don't be afraid! Zombies can't scratch you! Because you have thick skin and an even thicker face!"
"Hey! You look so kind, young man, but why are you talking so harshly?"
"Auntie, the truth hurts!"
"... Humph, you think I don't know that you also want to squeeze into that RV, so you stepped on me to show off! I tell you, you are delusional!"
"Hey, Auntie, you're right! I was just daydreaming!"
As if stimulated by the aunt's squeeze, the young man actually stood up and walked straight towards the RV.
After observation, the young man found that, between the man and the woman in the RV, although the man seemed to be dominant, the one who really made the decision was the beautiful girl.
At this moment, the fat man named Wei Pengcheng went to arrange the campsite, and the girl was the only one in the RV.
Hey! This is a chance! Boom!
The young man knocked on the door of the RV.
"What's the matter?"
Gu Qingcheng's cultivation has reached the initial stage of the Xuan level and is about to break through to the middle stage of the Xuan level.
Therefore, her sixth sense has long been trained to be extremely sharp.
Not to mention that it was just a few meters away, even if it was within a radius of dozens of meters, as long as she wanted to know, she could find out clearly.
Gu Qingcheng heard everything that happened between the young man and the old lady.
This guy seems to be a smart guy! "Hello, boss. My name is Yao Lingyun and I'm a cook!"
"I see you and Brother Wei have been eating fast food. This is very unhealthy!"
"I made some instant noodles, would you like to try some?"
At this point, Yao Lingyun seemed to realize that his words were inconsistent, and hurriedly said, "I don't want to use instant noodles either. There really isn't enough food!"
"But don't worry, the instant noodles I cook have a very unique taste!"
As he spoke, he also raised the casserole he had brought from the restaurant.
Wisps of hot air, carrying a rich fragrance, drifted in the air.
Gu Qingcheng sniffed and said, "Hmm, it really smells good."
She is now half human, half corpse and can go without food, but her six senses have not completely degenerated.
She has a sense of smell, taste, and desire for delicious food.
Swish! The door of the RV opened, and a cold female voice rang out, "Come in!"
"Hey! Good!"
Yao Lingyun held the casserole in one hand and the handrail in the other, and climbed up the RV with a very high chassis with a grunt.
After entering the RV, Yao Lingyun saw Gu Qingcheng sitting cross-legged.
He smiled before he spoke, and his obvious dimples revealed the innocence and approachability of a boy next door.
"Boss, please try it!"
He placed the casserole on the dining table in the middle of the booth, attentive and eager.
Gu Qingcheng didn't rush to do anything, but looked at Yao Lingyun, "Chef?"
"Yes! This craft has been passed down from my ancestors. I am the seventh generation!"
So I’m not a professional chef like New Oriental who came out of an assembly line, and I don’t like to use seasoning packets.
I started learning cooking at the age of five.
While others play Ultraman, he plays with a kitchen knife.
It took me three years just to practice cutting vegetables.
Then comes the process of lighting the fire and stirring the wok.
After more than ten years of hard training, he had perfectly inherited his ancestral cooking skills when he was in his twenties.
He is a true chef who can create truly delicious dishes with the simplest ingredients.
After listening to Yao Lingyun's self-introduction (are you sure he's not bragging?), Gu Qingcheng nodded. She pointed to the "kitchen" and refrigerator in front and said, "Ingredients and stoves are all here. Let's make some of your signature dishes!"
"Hey! All right!"
If you have a need, that's good!
This is the only way to have the opportunity to prove your worth.
Yao Lingyun rolled up his sleeves and started working without saying a word.
Ding ding dang dang, thunderbolt clang.
The RV soon became lively.
Wei Pengcheng walked around and arranged everything.
He also took several selected team leaders to find out the "virus carriers" hiding among the survivors.
"I was just scratched, there was no bleeding! I, I shouldn't be infected!"
"Wow, I don't want to die! You can't do this to me! I'm still alive, I'm not a monster!"
"I wasn't caught by a zombie. This wound was caused by me accidentally!"
"Let go! I'm leaving! I won't stay in this crappy camp anymore, okay? Let me go! What gives you the right to arrest me?"
Seven or eight people who were scratched by zombies were pulled out of the crowd by Wei Pengcheng and others. They were either crying or cursing.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
They knew very well that they might not be able to escape death.
But no one is willing to "accept fate" until the last moment.
Some people even began to regret following the main group.
Now, they were tied up and locked in an empty car.
These people just want them to fend for themselves.
"That's enough! Just be content. I'm very kind of you for not killing you outright!"
"That's right. Don't forget, anyone who is scratched by a zombie in the restaurant will be--"
Other survivors, when their own interests are threatened, will not be overwhelmed with kindness and will not resort to moral blackmail against others.
Instead, they will join the "strong" in accusing the "weak" people like themselves.
It's not about right or wrong, it's just human nature.
After working for a while, Wei Pengcheng finally arranged everything for this temporary camp.
Rubbing his stomach, Wei Pengcheng walked back to the RV with a little fatigue.
He was really tired and hungry.
At noon, we stopped at a service station to eat and rest.
But because of the survivors, he just ate some fast food.
Bread, instant noodles, and sausages are really not real meals.
It’s okay to eat it as a snack, but if you eat it as a main meal, your stomach will be the first to not be able to handle it.
Wei Pengcheng was so hungry! He was so hungry that he was hallucinating——
As soon as I opened the door of the RV, I smelled a strong fragrance.
When we walked into the RV, we saw the dining table filled with exquisite dishes.
There are both meat and vegetarian dishes, with bright colors, as if they are the signature dishes of some high-end restaurant.
"Are you done? Come and eat! This is made by Dimple, it looks really good!"
Gu Qingcheng saw Wei Pengcheng standing at the dining table in a daze with a dreamy look on his face, so she smiled and said something.
Gu Qingcheng's voice woke up Wei Pengcheng, "Eat? Dimples?"
So, he wasn't hallucinating because he was hungry, but someone really had prepared a table full of delicious food?
Who did it?
It’s definitely not the boss.
This person doesn't seem to have much pursuit for food.
Just like a real immortal, he does not eat grains, but breathes the wind and drinks dew.
I'm not really into eating, so why would I wash my hands and cook soup? Wait, dimples?
Wei Pengcheng suddenly realized something and hurriedly searched around the RV.
Then, he saw a pretty boy with a harmless smile.
Humph, a grown man, why is he so fair-skinned? And he loves to laugh! He has dimples when he laughs! This, this is simply a foul.
And this expression, why is it so flattering?
A villain who tried to snatch the golden thigh from him!
Wei Pengcheng was so angry that he just went out for a walk. How come his boss has a new little brother? "Little Fatty, this is Little Dimple, his name is Yao Lingyun. He is a chef inherited from his ancestors!"
Gu Qingcheng pretended not to notice Wei Pengcheng's resentful look and introduced the two of them, "Dimple, this is Fatty, Wei Pengcheng. He's older than you and came here earlier than you. Just call him Brother Wei."
"Okay, Boss!"
Yao Lingyun was holding the last dish of soup with a smile on his face.
He first responded to Gu Qingcheng obediently, and then looked at Wei Pengcheng with a pure face, "Hello, Brother Wei! I am, I am Xiao Jiuwo!"
Dimples are just dimples.
The boss is willing to give him a nickname, which means he is willing to accept him.
Besides, the dimples sound pretty nice, ahem, at least better than the "little fat guy" opposite.
Wei Xiaopang Pengcheng: ...You little white face, you are such a flatterer.
I'm actually so happy to be given a nickname by the boss.
Humph, what’s wrong with dimples? I’m still the boss’s little fat boy.
Also, the boss said it himself, I came earlier than you, I am the "brother"! Wei Pengcheng had a lot of drama in his heart, but he was not overwhelmed by negative emotions such as jealousy——
The boss is so powerful, there must be a lot of people willing to follow her.
Today there will be a dimple, tomorrow there will be a little black fat guy, a tall guy, and so on.
However, no matter how many henchmen the boss recruits, Wei Pengcheng is always his number one subordinate.
"Yes! I'm Wei Pengcheng, you can call me Brother Wei, or Fatty!"
After adjusting his mindset, Wei Pengcheng imitated Gu Qingcheng and nodded reservedly.
Well, there is one more lackey under the goddess's throne!
(End of this chapter)
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