Chapter 142 Elegant Lin Bo
He Bufan trusted Lin Dongyue in Pu Zhi's new identity. If it hadn't been for her help last time, the base would have been in danger. He Bufan also remembered her reminders one by one.
Lin Dongyue rejected her invitation to stay for dinner, and handed He Bufan a card, saying half-jokingly: "If you are in danger, hold this card and call my name softly. Maybe I can sense your thoughts and come to save you from thousands of miles away."
He Bufan looked at the cold black and gold card, on which were printed two large standard Song-style characters: Call.
For some reason, her nose felt sore. They must be good friends. This card was a symbol of friendship. She would definitely keep it well!
"Okay, when will you come here again?" Looking at the gentle smile in Lin Dongyue's eyes, although it was a very ordinary face, people couldn't help but want to get closer and believe it.
"It's hard to say. Let's play as long as possible while the zombies haven't evolved yet." After saying this, Lin Dongyue walked to the car and let Qianli get in first. She said goodbye to He Bufan before getting in.
Before leaving, He Bufan remembered something and sent over 100 kilograms of potatoes. These were the latest high-yield potatoes developed by Base No. 2. They had just passed the test yesterday and had not yet been put into use. There were only 1,000 kilograms in total, and she gave over one-tenth of them.
"Although you may not be short of supplies, if one day you need to stay in a place for a long time, I hope these potatoes can help you."
Looking at her bright and generous smile, Pu Zhi couldn't help but smile back and stepped on the accelerator to drive out of the base.
The calling card is a low-level card that is opened on the way to base No. 2.
Pu Zhi still has a good impression of He Bufan. He has a good character and a good way of dealing with people. The No. 2 base may need her to take care of it in the future. If there is anything that needs her help, Pu Zhi doesn't mind helping out.
When leaving Base No. 2, all the soldiers saluted Pu Zhi's car. Her achievements were always remembered by everyone at Base No. 2, especially the soldiers.
When the distance was enough, Pu Zhi replaced the car with a large bread, put the potatoes into the space, and the family of eight all sat in the car.
Lin Yan looked at Xiao Ren who was chewing a bone with envy on his face.
Suddenly Pu Zhi remembered something, held the steering wheel with his left hand, and waved his right hand to take out three black gold cards: "By the way, I opened the taste card yesterday, it may be useful to you."
After he finished speaking, the card disappeared, and Pu Zhi casually took out three packs of Hailong spicy strips from the space and handed them to the three zombies.
Lin Yan couldn't wait to open it. Zombies have a sense of smell, and the spicy smell that came to his face made him eagerly put it into his mouth.
As soon as he took a bite, he was amazed by the magical taste. As a zombie, this was his first time eating spicy strips, and he immediately fell in love with it.
He finished the whole bag of spicy strips in just one minute, leaving a lot of red chili oil in his mouth, which stood out very clearly on his gray face.
Uncle Lin took out a piece of exquisite white embroidered silk handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wiped the stains on the young master's face, and then threw the dirty handkerchief out of the car window without hesitation.
Then he took out a box from Xiaodai beside him, and when he opened it, he found a handkerchief similar to the one before.
He folded it carefully and put it into the pocket on his chest with satisfaction. An elegant gentleman will never be without any accessories.
Then he felt that his collar pin and handkerchief didn't match, so he took out a decorative box from Xiaodai's body and picked out the ones he liked and put them on.
Then he methodically opened the spicy strips Pu Zhi had given him and tasted them: "It's OK, the sweetness is slightly overpowering the spiciness."
When Pu Zhi heard that Uncle Lin said the dish was not spicy enough, she took out the Spicy Princess from the space and handed it to him. Uncle Lin was quite satisfied after tasting it, and Lin Yan also liked the Spicy Princess more.
As expected of a person from Shonan Province, Pu Zhi silently gave a thumbs up. Even after becoming a zombie, he could still eat spicy food.
Personally, Pu Zhi prefers Hailong spicy strips.
Xiaodai was different. He couldn't stand the spiciness after just one bite of the Hailong spicy strips, so the rest was eaten by Lin Yan.
Pu Zhi took out various snacks and small cakes for them to try. There was so much space anyway, and she would never be able to finish them all by herself in a lifetime.
Xiao Dai prefers sweets, Lin Yan prefers spicy snacks, and Lin Bo says he wants to eat.
Although he didn't know why, Lin Bo said he really wanted to taste what human food tasted like. He felt that he was born to eat, and he also secretly learned how to cook like humans, but it tasted bland.
Now that he had a sense of taste, he felt that he should taste the rice.
Pu Zhi was a little surprised but still stopped the car, moved out a set of dining chairs and the finished meals from the blind box, which were still steaming as if they had just come out of the oven.
Uncle Lin felt that something was missing, so he asked to enter the space and find a piece of white cloth with lace. He also picked a bunch of flowers from Qingyin's small garden, put them in a vase, and brought them out.
After spreading the small white tablecloth and placing the flowers, Uncle Lin smiled with satisfaction.
Pu Zhi was silent for a second. He was indeed a gentleman, very particular. It was just that he was eating Chinese food instead of Western food...
The more Lin Bo ate the zombie white ash, the brighter his eyes became, as if he had regained the vitality of a human being. Lin Yan and Xiao Dai also liked Chinese food. They were already half full after eating snacks, and each of them had two bowls of rice.
Pu Zhi looked at the two children's round bellies and couldn't help asking, "Can you digest it?"
Lin Yan drank another glass of freshly squeezed juice and patted his belly with satisfaction: "It's OK. Zombies can even digest raw meat. Don't worry."
Pu Zhi felt relieved after hearing this. After lunch, everyone continued to move forward, listening to music and enjoying the scenery, feeling very comfortable.
The good mood ended when we encountered the robbers.
Looking at the people surrounding the car with guns raised, Pu Zhi silently used his talent to change his face.
Bang, bang, bang——
"Come down! Damn it, I told you to come down! Do you hear me?" A bald man with a beard outside smashed the door with the butt of his gun and shouted ferociously.
Pu Zhi was about to take action, but he didn't expect that someone had gone out before him.
It was Uncle Lin. He was wearing a well-fitting suit, gloves and a hat. People outside did not recognize him as a zombie. Seeing Uncle Lin dressed like this in the apocalypse, they thought they had caught a big fat fish and were very excited.
The bald man laughed extremely brazenly and said loudly: "Hand over all your things and I will let you go."
Then he glanced at Pu Zhi in the driver's seat with ill intent, and licked his dry and chapped lips with his stinky tongue: "The other woman has to stay."
When the people around heard this, they all smiled obscenely and their hands holding the guns became a little unsteady.
Uncle Lin took off his hat, turned it elegantly in the air two and a half circles, and then placed it on his chest. He bowed slightly to the bald man and said, "Please forgive my impoliteness."
The words sounded like this in Pu Zhi's ears, but in the ears of others it sounded like the standard hissing sound of a zombie.
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