Chapter 142 Elegant Uncle Lin
He Bufan trusted Lin Dongyue, Pu Zhi's new identity. If it hadn't been for her help last time, the base would have been in danger. He Bufan remembered her reminders one by one.
Lin Dongyue declined her invitation to stay for dinner, and instead handed He Bufan a card, saying half-jokingly, "If you're ever in danger, hold this card and whisper my name. Perhaps I'll sense your thoughts and come all the way to save you."
He Bufan looked at the cold black and gold card he had received. There were two standard Song-style characters printed on it: Call.
For some reason, her nose felt sore. They must be good friends. This card is a symbol of friendship. She will 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. We should play as long as possible while the zombies haven't evolved yet." After saying that, Lin Dongyue walked to the side of the car and let Qianli get in first. She said goodbye to He Bufan before getting in the car.
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 one 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, stepped on the accelerator and headed out of the base.
The calling card is a low-level card that is opened on the way to Base No. 2.
Pu Zhi had a good impression of He Bufan. He was a very good person and a very good person. She might be needed to take care of Base No. 2 in the future. If there was anything she could help with, Pu Zhi wouldn't mind helping out.
When leaving Base No. 2, all the soldiers saluted Pu Zhi's car. Everyone at Base No. 2, especially the soldiers, always remembered her achievements.
When the distance was enough, Pu Zhi replaced the car with a large bread, put the potatoes into the space, and all eight members of the family sat in the car.
Lin Yan looked at Xiao Ren who was chewing on the bone with envy on his face.
Suddenly, Pu Zhi remembered something. He gripped the steering wheel with his left hand and took out three black gold cards with his right hand. "Oh, by the way, I opened the taste card yesterday. It might be useful to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the card disappeared, and Pu Zhi casually took out three bags 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 hit him made him eager to 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 was extremely conspicuous on his gray face.
Uncle Lin took out a white, embroidered silk handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wiped the stains off the young master's face, and then threw the soiled handkerchief out of the car window without hesitation.
Then he took out a box from Xiaodai beside him, and when he opened it, there was a handkerchief similar to the one before.
He folded it carefully and placed it in his chest pocket with satisfaction. An elegant gentleman would never be without any accessories.
Then he felt that his collar pin and handkerchief did not match, so he took out a decorative box from Xiaodai's body and picked out the one he liked and put it on.
Then he methodically opened the spicy strips Pu Zhi had given him and tasted them: "It's okay, the sweetness is slightly overwhelming the spiciness."
When Pu Zhi heard that Uncle Lin said it was not spicy enough, she found 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, and 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 that she could never finish them all by herself in her lifetime.
Xiaodai prefers sweets, Lin Yan prefers spicy snacks, and Lin Bo said he wants to eat.
Although he didn't know why, Uncle Lin said he really wanted to try what human food tasted like. He felt that he was born to eat, and he had secretly learned how to cook like humans, but it tasted bland.
Now that he had a sense of taste, he felt that he should try the food.
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 lace cloth from it. He also picked a bunch of flowers from the small garden cultivated by Qingyin, put them in a vase, and brought them out.
As soon as the white tablecloth was spread out and the flowers were placed, 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 even 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 gulped down another glass of freshly squeezed juice and patted his belly in 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 I encountered the robbers.
Looking at the people surrounding the car with guns, 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 banged the door with the butt of his gun and shouted fiercely.
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 that Uncle Lin was dressed like this in the apocalypse, they thought they had caught a big fat fish and were very excited.
The bald man laughed incredibly boldly and said, "Hand over all your things and I'll let you go."
Then he glanced maliciously at Pu Zhi in the driver's seat and licked his dry, 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, spun it elegantly in the air two and a half times, and then placed it on his chest. He bowed slightly and saluted the bald man: "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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