Chapter 126 Reunion.



Chapter 126 Reunion.

No one would stay in front of the radio or wireless station all the time, and it was common to not receive a response after making a call.

While waiting, Shu Lan chatted with Shu Maomao: "Did you receive any special and interesting superpowers this time?"

Shu Maomao handed the last bite of corn to Shu Lan, who shook her head: "You eat it. My stomach is too small. I need to save room for meat."

Shu Maomao finished eating and threw the corncob away casually: "There's nothing interesting, they're all the same. There's a superpower that can turn me into a parrot."

Shu Lan picked up the corn kernels on his face and said, "Then show me how you can change."

Shu Maomao, who was leaning on Shu Lan's thigh, stood up straight. In the blink of an eye, clothes fell at Shu Lan's feet. A chubby red and yellow parrot used its little claws to hold the clothes on her legs, tilted its head and looked at Shu Lan with its innocent little eyes.

"Oh my, how come my son is so cute even when he turns into a little parrot?"

Shu Lan touched his smooth feathers curiously and reluctantly, and asked, "Then when you transformed back, you weren't wearing any clothes?"

The little parrot nodded.

Shu Lan couldn't help laughing: "What should I do? I'm going to be naked."

The little parrot raised its wings to cover its eyes.

"Oh~ I'm covering it up so you don't see it, right?"

The little parrot nodded.

Shu Lan stood up, picked up his clothes and put them on the chair, then turned her back and covered her eyes.

Three minutes passed by in a rustling sound, and Shu Maomao said energetically, "I'm dressed now."

Shu Lan sat back down and adjusted the upturned brim of his hat. "When Mommy was little, the TV shows she watched, whether they were superheroes, magical girls, or monsters, all changed their clothes when they transformed."

Shu Maomao said, "Because my clothes don't have any special powers."

"Hahahaha, that's right."

Shu Lan called the Zombie King again, but still got no response.

If I don't look for Anselin normally, she will suddenly show up. When I look for her, she is gone. What is she busy with?

Under the same sky, the howling night wind blew up her red skirt. Anselin stared at the survivor base in Area 1 in the distance, which had the highest level of armed forces, various cutting-edge weapons, and multiple defense lines, making it impregnable.

Every once in a while, a young woman's voice would appear in the earphones that were being played with by pale fingertips, saying that her name was Qin Xiaoshuang and calling the Zombie King.

He used to pretend to be dead when he said anything, but now he actually dares to call her. He must be suspicious...

Her ears twitched and she looked up and behind her, it seemed as if a meteor was falling from the sky, and the landing point was exactly where she had gathered the zombies.

Anselin had seen a similar meteor before, but it was in District 9, above her head.

"Found her! She's standing alone on top of a building thirty-six degrees east of the base's main gate, observing our weaknesses."

Anselin took a step forward, landed on the ground, and flew through the streets and alleys like a ghost, heading straight for the landing point of the missile.

"Huh...she's gone."

After moving the gathered zombies, Anselin instructed: "We are not going to fight in Area 1 anymore. Leave this area."

Her right-hand man, who always followed her, asked in surprise, "Is there a base we can't take down?"

Anselin glanced at him and said, "I want to fight, but I can't win? Even if I pave the road with your corpses, they will fall in their faces. It's unnecessary."

After confirming that the virus could not be controlled, this group of people transferred the so-called top people and top forces together, protected them with the best weapons and the strongest psychics, and would keep the flame of human civilization alive, waiting for the day when the zombies were completely cleared out.

It seems quite grand, as if it is shouldering some great mission, but in fact, it is not as responsible as someone named Beiting.

Anselin gave the order: "Move to another place. There are clairvoyants here. Stay away from them from now on."

After Shu Lan called for the tenth time and still received no response, she stood up and said, "Put it away. She doesn't seem to be listening. Let's go get some barbecue."

Shu Maomao put the radio and chair into the space, took Shu Lan's hand and went downstairs together. The aroma of mutton soup had already filled the entire street, whetting people's appetite.

Shu Lan sat down by the grill but couldn't help looking back: "I want to eat mutton rice noodles. By the way, how are rice noodles produced?"

He Sheng, who had been waiting for her there, asked: "Are you asking me?"

"No, I was talking to myself."

He Sheng took out the marinated lamb chops, wrapped the bones in tin foil, and put them on the grill. After a moment of silence, he said, "My grandmother has made them before. She's made sweet potato flour and potato flour. The steps are similar."

Shu Lan's eyes lit up: "Do you still remember the steps?"

“I just remember grinding the ingredients into powder, steaming them, cutting them into threads and drying them.”

Shu Lan's eyes darkened, and she curled her lips and said, "...it's as good as not saying anything."

A smile appeared in He Sheng's eyes. Qin Xiaoshuang had completely changed her appearance now. Not only was she sharp-tongued, but her personality was also eccentric and arrogant. She was far from the gentle and quiet person she had pretended to be before, and instead seemed more real.

"I've already prepared the ingredients. Should I help you bake it, or should you do it yourself?"

Shu Lan huddled on a bench, warming herself by the fire, and said, "Come here, I'll watch."

The people in District 15, who had been busy for half a day, also started to eat. Patrick, who had been waiting in line for a long time with his basin and finished cooking for five people at once, excitedly went to his captain to ask for credit. He turned around twice and saw a man squatting in the corner grilling meat, a smiling woman and a child busy eating skewers. The scene was very warm, just like a happy family of three.

He turned back to the team in grief and anger, picked up the bowl of mutton soup belonging to He Sheng and poured it into his mouth in anger, then grimaced from the burn.

The wild dog tightened its grip around his neck, "Patrick, what are you doing taking advantage of the captain's affection for you?"

Patrick said, "The captain was the first to betray me. I just went to look for him, and he was happily having sex with Qin Xiaoshuang."

Everyone grabbed the meat with their chopsticks at the same time: "Let's divide it up."

On the third day, the patients who had lost their ability to move had basically recovered. The weather was clear and the team was regrouped. All supplies were stored in the space. People squeezed into the empty cars and rushed to District 9 as quickly as possible.

When they reached the edge of District 9, the convoy stopped.

Shu Lan was driving slowly. She followed at the end and picked up the intercom to ask the driver in the lead car, "Is the car out of gas?"

The intercom rang, and the driver of the first car, Monkey, replied tremblingly: "No... no... there's a woman in a red dress, blocking the middle of the road. It seems to be the Zombie King..."

Shu Lan's expression froze. Everyone in the car looked at her. Shu Maomao also opened his eyes from his sleep and said coldly, "I'm going to kill her."

The monkey screamed again: "She's gone again! Patrick, Patrick, was that the Zombie King just now, or was it my illusion?"

Shu Maomao suddenly turned to look in Shu Lan's direction: "Lower your head."

Shu Lan reflexively lowered her head and leaned on the steering wheel, covering her ears at the same time.

When the bullet shattered the glass, her body trembled. She always felt that this development was not right. Anselin would definitely not appear in District 9 for no reason, and Shu Maomao could not just fight with her without saying a word.

"Don't fight, don't fight, Maomao, and Anselin, let's talk, let's talk first!"

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