Chapter 75 The Humanoid Weapon of the End of the World 12

As a reborn person, if he cannot become the savior with a sudden change of his body, then he can consider becoming the savior

’s chef.

Yes, in Song Xiuping’s opinion, Xiaolu has such strength at such a young age. Even if he is not the savior, he must be Long Aotian!

Well, in fact, he doesn’t want to curry favor with others.

But Xiaolu calls him "Brother Song".

As a brother, he just wants Xiaolu to eat better, eat more nutritiously, grow taller, and have a stronger body!

What can he do wrong!

Being surrounded by zombies did not affect Song Xiuping’s desire for rebirth and re-employment at all.

But at this moment, Lu Fei really couldn’t care about food.

The Zombie King is not so easy to kill, even if this is only a young Zombie King.

In the few minutes of fighting with the Zombie King, Lu Fei forcibly used strength beyond his body's endurance. In order to subdue the Zombie King as quickly as possible, Lu Fei directly used his body to resist some attacks that were not fatal and would not affect his attack, so he was now injured a lot and his body was exhausted.

But after shaking, Lu Fei stood firm again.

"Can you still hold on?" Yao Rong asked.

Lu Fei threw the corpse of the Zombie King to Yao Rong's feet: "Okay."

Yao Rong carried the corpse of the Zombie King and said gently: "Then go and help Fang Shaoyuan and the others break through, you be careful."

Lu Fei nodded. Anyway, he had just exposed his strength to save Brother Song, and it would not hurt to save more people.

Without the Zombie King to command them from behind, these zombies fought on their own. Fang Shaoyuan and the others were not under as much pressure as at the beginning, and they were lucky to hold on until Lu Fei arrived.

"I'll cover you, you retreat first."

Fang Shaoyuan was not sympathetic.

Each of them was more or less injured, and their superpowers were almost exhausted. There was no point in staying, and they might even lose their lives in vain.

The crowd fought and retreated, and soon returned to the car. When Lu Fei had created a gap in the zombie encirclement, they started the car and rushed out.

Yao Rong threw the corpse of the Zombie King into the trunk and sat in the outermost seat of the back seat. When Lu Fei rushed to the car, he kicked the door open.

Lu Fei held Yao Rong's hand and got into the car as Yao Rong pulled him.

However, as soon as he sat down, a hat was put on his head, and the wide brim almost covered the upper half of his face.

I don't know if it was because the brim of the hat pressed on his eyes, but Lu Fei's eyes were very uncomfortable and he had a vague sense of foreign objects.

Before he could take off his hat and rub his eyes with his hands, Yao Rong's voice rang in his ears: "Wear it properly!"

Lu Fei himself could not see the abnormality of himself, but she saw it clearly when she pulled him into the car.

His eyes were of normal shape for a while, and then they turned into vertical pupils. One corner of his forehead was covered with layers of overlapping black small scales, and there was a tendency to extend downward.

Everyone's strength has an upper limit. If you want to break through yourself by force, you must pay a price.

The price Lu Fei paid was that the abnormality appeared again.

Lu Fei roughly guessed what happened, pursed his lips, leaned back in the chair, and forced himself to ignore the discomfort in his eyes.

Not long after, the group finally got rid of all the zombies behind them and stopped the car in an empty place.

They had to treat the seriously injured first.

With the treatment of superpowers, Zheng Shuiqing's neck wound healed for the most part, but because of excessive blood loss, her face was very pale, and she leaned weakly in Fang Shaoyuan's arms.

Fang Shaoyuan hugged Zheng Shuiqing and thanked Yao Rong.

Yao Rong put away her superpowers: "We are a team now, this is what I should do. Let Miss Zheng have a good rest, I'll go check on the others."

Yao Rong went to check on several other cars.

In addition to her, there was another healing superpower in the team, and he treated the other two seriously injured people who were in critical condition.

Although the other injured were seriously injured, they were not in danger of death, and they only needed to clean the wounds, bandage and stop the bleeding temporarily.

Yao Rong returned to Lu Fei with one third of her remaining power and began to treat Lu Fei's wounds.

"Auntie, why did Xiao Lu cover his face with a hat?" Song Xiuping asked from the side.

Yao Rong said, "He has consumed too much energy, so it's a good time

for him to get some sleep." "He should have a good rest. He must have been very tired just now." Song Xiuping expressed his understanding, and then said very kindly, "It just so happens that there is a bag of red dates in my space. When I return to my place, I will wash and send them to Xiao Lu. For dinner, I will make fried red peanuts for everyone, and a braised pork with rice, and then I will open a small stove alone in private and steam a small pumpkin for Xiao Lu as a dessert after dinner."

Lu Fei, who was pretending to sleep, almost laughed out loud.

What, there is such a good thing after getting injured?

Yao Rong felt that Lu Fei beside him was trying hard to hold back his laughter, and patted his arm helplessly.

To avoid Fang Shaoyuan from misunderstanding, Song Xiuping did not forget to say to Fang Shaoyuan: "You know what the team's supplies are. I didn't use the team's stuff. The red dates and small pumpkins are all my private collection."

As a space-based psychic, he can collect supplies much more easily than others.

When the end of the world just started, searching for supplies was not a difficult task.

In addition, Song Xiuping happened to be a cook, and his only hobby in life was food, so he stocked up a lot of food and dry goods that were easy to store.

Fang Shaoyuan coughed and said: "I didn't say you took the team's things. Do you have extra red dates? I'll exchange them with other supplies."

Song Xiuping looked at Zheng Shuiqing and said generously: "No problem. But I only accept food in exchange for food."

"Xiao Song, this is too expensive for you, I'll also exchange things with you." Yao Rong really has no shortage of supplies.

Song Xiuping waved his hands quickly: "Aunt, it's really not necessary. If it wasn't for Xiaolu, I might have died at the hands of the Zombie King."

That's right, he was not being attentive.

He just wanted to repay the life-saving grace.

In the next few days, he would prepare meals with great care, and gradually satisfy Xiaolu's appetite, so that Xiaolu would realize that an underage warrior can live without a woman, but he must have a private chef.

This is the appearance of the big boss in the last days!

Alas, if he had known that he would encounter such a situation today, he would definitely not have abandoned his cooking skills. At present, his skills are estimated to be only 70% to 80% of his heyday.

Even Yao Rong couldn't guess what Song Xiuping was thinking for a while. Mainly according to the logic of normal reborn people, even if they can't be king and dominate a place in their new life, they shouldn't be obsessed with being a chef.

She just thought that Song Xiuping was really repaying his life-saving grace, and silently accepted Song Xiuping's kindness, lowered her eyes, and thought about the pros and cons of Lu Fei exposing his strength in advance.

And Fang Shaoyuan didn't know what he was thinking about. Except for a few words at the beginning, he didn't say a word.

The whole car returned to the yard where they lived before, maintaining a weird atmosphere.

It was getting late. Song Xiuping went into the kitchen very consciously after getting off the car and began to prepare dinner happily.

Fang Shaoyuan carried Zheng Shuiqing back to the house to rest, and deputy captain Lu Shu went to take care of the other injured. Only

Yao Rong and Lu Fei were left in the car.

Yao Rong pinched the brim of his hat and gently lifted it up.

No wonder Lu Fei was so quiet along the way, it turned out that he had already changed from pretending to sleep to really sleeping.

He slept very soundly, and the scales on his forehead faded a lot, leaving only a layer of shallow lines on his skin. His long and curled eyelashes gently drooped, covering his eyelids, and he looked very quiet and well-behaved.

Yao Rong woke him up.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes had returned to normal when he looked at her.

"Do you feel better?"

Lu Fei clenched his fists and felt it: "My strength has recovered a lot."

Yao Rong said: "You have to take a gene stabilizer immediately tonight."

Thinking of the intense pain when taking the gene stabilizer, Lu Fei's face turned bitter, but he couldn't say no.

However, smelling the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, his mood inexplicably improved a lot: "No problem, I'll go to the kitchen to see Brother Song."

"Don't take off your hat." Yao Rong helped him straighten his hat, which just happened to completely cover his forehead wrinkles without blocking his vision.

As soon as Lu Fei got out of the car, he received countless attentions.

The team members who were sitting around the yard, chatting, or in a daze, all turned their heads to stare at him.

Lu Fei felt a little scared when they looked at him. Before he could quicken his pace to go into the kitchen, the deputy captain Lu Shu laughed loudly, strode to Lu Fei's side, and hooked his strong arm around Lu Fei's shoulder: "Xiao Lu."

Lu Shu pinched Lu Fei's arm muscles: "How did you grow up with such a small body, and you can actually solve such a scary zombie."

Others also echoed: "Yes, yes, it's all thanks to Xiao Lu today. If it weren't for Xiao Lu, we might not be able to come back."

"The captain couldn't even withstand a single move from the zombie, but Xiaolu was able to toss the zombie around... Xiaolu, you are the one." A gentle man gave Lu Fei a thumbs up, causing the people around to jeer and say, "Don't let the captain hear it, otherwise he will be punished to do a hundred squats."

Someone else patted his chest and said seriously: "Xiaolu, I will remember this life-saving favor. If you need me in the future, just tell me and I will do my best."

Lu Shu laughed and took out two packs of beef jerky from his pocket: "Come on, Xiaolu, I don't have anything with me, but I brought a few packs of beef jerky. Don't you like eating? Take it."

"Yes, I forgot that Xiaolu has this hobby. I have chocolate in my bag. I'll get it for you."

Many people thought of the way Lu Fei ate at noon and made good-natured jokes.

Song Xiuping, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the laughter outside the window and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Good guy.

Normally, each of these people is more aloof than the other. Whenever he talks to them, they always ignore him. But now they are so attentive to Xiaolu. Could it be that they want to steal his money?

Song Xiuping had a strong sense of crisis and almost made flowers out of the ingredients in front of him.

Lu Fei, holding an arm full of snacks, felt that happiness came so suddenly. It was so

sudden that he was a little flattered.

So this is the joy of being a good person and doing good things.

Yao Rong leaned on the car and watched this scene with a smile.

This is the normal life that Lu Fei should have.

***

The hot dinner is out.

Everyone escaped from death, and this meal seemed to be more delicious than any previous meal, so they ate with a big appetite.

After dinner, Song Xiuping steamed the pumpkin specially for Lu Fei.

He just handed the pumpkin to Lu Fei, Fang Shaoyuan stood in the dark and shady place at the door and called him: "Song Xiuping, let's talk."

Song Xiuping and Fang Shaoyuan walked to a quiet corner, and before Fang Shaoyuan asked, he told him the biggest secret of his two lifetimes.

"So... if Xiaolu and his mother hadn't appeared, we would have almost died in Warehouse No. 1." Fang Shaoyuan thought for a moment, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "In your previous life, have you heard of a person like Xiaolu?"

"No." Song Xiuping was sure.

Fang Shaoyuan nodded, without asking any more questions, but just whispered: "Thank you for telling me."

With the things that the other party told him, the Southwest Base can avoid many dangers in the future.

Song Xiuping waved his hand, turned and left. Five days passed in a flash.

After taking a gene stabilizer and two body strengtheners, Lu Fei recovered and was full of energy again. Some team members who were not seriously injured were able to move freely. Fang Shaoyuan decided to explore Warehouse No. 1 again. For this purpose, he found Yao Rong and Lu Fei, and wanted to invite Yao Rong and Lu Fei to go with them. "I hire you two in the name of the Southwest Base. If the exploration is successful, I will strive for a considerable contribution value for you two. Then you can use this contribution value to exchange for anything you need from the base."

The original financial system has collapsed long ago, and this contribution value is equivalent to the currency of the end times.

Lu Fei was somewhat tempted when he heard this.

The biggest boss in Warehouse No. 1 has been killed by him, and now only a group of low-level zombies are lurking there. Going to explore Warehouse No. 1 may be dangerous for others, but for him, there is really not much risk.

Yao Rong obviously thought of this: "We took it."

She curled the corners of her lips and said to Shao Yuan: "Then let's talk about the issue of remuneration."

Yao Rong will of course try her best to maximize her own interests.

She will do research in the future, and there will be too many places to spend money.

The two had a heated discussion about the issue of remuneration.

After Yao Rong found out Fang Shaoyuan's psychological price, he offered a price slightly higher than Fang Shaoyuan's psychological price, and refused to give in.

Fang Shaoyuan smiled bitterly, knowing that he had been found out by the other party, and nodded in agreement.

After finalizing the price, Yao Rong, Lu Fei, Fang Shaoyuan and deputy captain Lu Shu set out early the next morning. When they

arrived at Warehouse No. 1, Yao Rong and the other two stayed outside to provide support, while Lu Fei used his speed, which was almost the same as that of the Wind Zombie King, to break into the warehouse.

Half an hour later, Lu Fei returned with a lot of blood on his body, all left when he killed the zombies.

"It has been confirmed. There are two large storage compartments inside, and they are all filled with food. The specification of one storage compartment is 50,000 tons, so it is expected that there will be 100,000 tons of food."

"Great!" Fang Shaoyuan was excited.

Their mission of this trip was finally successfully completed!

After returning to his residence, Fang Shaoyuan immediately contacted the base with communication equipment.

The base quickly replied to them, saying that they would immediately dispatch troops to transport food. Their team will stay in Rong County to recuperate during this period, and will join the army once the army arrives.

Calculating the distance, it will take at least half a month for the army to arrive. Fang Shaoyuan and others were free and began to rest and recuperate.

Everyone was free, and it suddenly seemed that Song Xiuping was very busy every day.

Yes, Song Xiuping often asked Lu Fei to accompany him to the county library to find recipes.

After finding the recipes, Song Xiuping would draw big cakes for Lu Fei while cooking.

"Xiaolu, let me tell you, the pork ribs with preserved plums that I made were really amazing. I don't know how many repeat customers lined up for two months just to eat it again."

"Also, there is a wood-type mutant in the Southwest Base who has cultivated an edible fruit that is the size of a thumb and tastes similar to kiwi fruit. It is sour and sweet when used for cooking and is very appetizing."

"By the way, there is also a kind of beast meat in the Southwest Base that can be sliced ​​into thin slices and grilled. It tastes very strong..."

Fang Shaoyuan, who accidentally passed by the painting scene

, said: "..." Lu Fei's eyes were full of stars. He yearned for the Southwest Base and secretly asked Yao Rong if they could go directly to the Southwest Base if they wanted to go to the survivor base.

Yao Rong: "..."

This silly boy.

***

Ten days later, the army of the Southwest Base finally arrived.

Yao Rong and Lu Fei were not from the Southwest Base, so they did not go with Fang Shaoyuan to welcome the troops. However, when the troops went to Warehouse No. 1 to transport food, Lu Fei asked Yao Rong if she wanted to join in the fun.

Yao Rong knew that he was bored, so she nodded and said, "Let's go and take a look."

Yao Rong had been to Warehouse No. 1 twice and remembered the route very well. She drove the old motorcycle as usual, and took Lu Fei to the warehouse gate, where they were stopped by the soldiers guarding the gate.

Knowing that they were Fang Shaoyuan's friends, the soldier went in to report. Not long after, Fang Shaoyuan came back with the gatekeeper: "Why are you here?"

Lu Fei was already familiar with Fang Shaoyuan. Hearing his question, he explained: "It's too boring to stay in the county."

Fang Shaoyuan: "Then I'll take you in to have a look."

The zombie animals in Warehouse No. 1 have been dealt with by the army.

There are hundreds of trucks parked in front of the grain storage. After the space of the space-based psychics is fully loaded, the soldiers move out one after another.

Most of them are ordinary people.

The military uniforms on their bodies are basically stained with blood, which shows that the journey here is not peaceful.

However, the orders are strictly enforced, and even though they are covered in dust, they are still indescribably solemn and cold.

Lu Fei stood quietly by, watching them line up and relay, transporting bags of food from the granary to the truck.

These are the real soldiers.

They will rescue the people who are in distress in the end times, and will rush thousands of miles because of a military order even though they know the danger.

They are completely different from those who kidnapped him to the institute. He can kill all the soldiers present by himself, but they are also unkillable.

On the side, Yao Rong was asking Fang Shaoyuan: "How many survivors are there in the Southwest Base?"

"There are 2.7 million registered survivors."

"2.7 million? Can the base accommodate so many people?"

Fang Shaoyuan smiled bitterly: "No, but they came here for help, we can't just ignore them. So we built several satellite cities outside the main base to accommodate the people, but the defense capabilities of those satellite cities are very poor. Fortunately, we haven't encountered any major zombie tides in the past six months, otherwise those satellite cities would not be able to hold on."

"These 100,000 tons of food, calculated at one pound per person per day, should be enough to support us for more than a month, don't worry."

Fang Shaoyuan was a little melancholy: "Well, I hope there will be good news from other teams."

After standing aside for a while, a young man in military uniform walked quickly towards Fang Shaoyuan and whispered a few words in his ear.

Fang Shaoyuan nodded, turned to look at Yao Rong and Lu Fei, and coughed softly: "Aunt Yao, Xiaolu, the person leading the troops this time is my uncle. He wants to meet you. I wonder if you are willing to go with me?"

Lu Fei turned to look at Yao Rong.

Of course, Dr. Yao should make the decision on this matter.

"I'm very happy."

During this time, Yao Rong learned a lot about the Southwest Base from Zheng Shuiqing and others, and was still very satisfied with the general situation of the Southwest Base.

Now is the time to meet with the top management of the base and negotiate with them.

When Yao Rong arrived at the back of the factory, he saw Fang Shaoyuan's uncle.

"Major General Xue Anyi of the Southwest Base." Fang Shaoyuan's uncle Xue Anyi extended his hand to Yao Rong. He was about thirty years old, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were particularly sparkling. Even in a military uniform, he exuded a sense of cynicism. "I don't know what to call you?"

Since he had decided to surrender, Yao Rong no longer concealed his true identity: "My surname is Yao, and my given name is Rong. I am the director of the Ping'an Life Gene Research Institute. The person next to me is my son, Lu Fei."

Xue Anyi was surprised by Yao Rong's directness and honesty: "Can I ask about Lu Fei's situation? I'm sure he doesn't have a game bracelet."

"Sorry, I can't disclose the specific situation of Lu Fei. But Lu Fei and I are willing to join the Southwest Base and contribute to the Southwest Base. We just hope that Major General Xue can agree to a few of our conditions."

Xue Anyi was a little disappointed, but he was able to keep his composure: "What conditions?"

"I want to have a laboratory that belongs to me. All the materials in my laboratory will be provided by the base."

Yao Rong has become very skilled in selling her son.

She patted Lu Fei on the shoulder and said, "All these expenses will be charged to Lu Fei, and Lu Fei will pay them back by working."

Lu Fei: ???

He is only fifteen years old, but she lets him work to earn money to support the family.

Don't unscrupulous and black-hearted parents have a guilty conscience?

Yao Rong glanced at him lightly: "Who will use the things after they are researched?"

Lu Fei:...Okay.

Working for yourself, not bad.

Thinking of this, she only wants him to earn the material fee, and has not counted his research fee and labor fee. It is already a conscientious charge.