Chapter 124 Love Lunch, Let’s Find Out
Ye Shang reached out and took the food, which looked quite appetizing. However, each box contained fried eggs, and they were heart-shaped. She also glanced at his hands and noticed that she could feel a few calluses when she held them.
Seeing that she had taken it, Qingli smiled and said with joy, "Go and rest for a while. I'm going back now."
He ran incredibly fast, turned around and started running again. The boy's departing figure exuded an atmosphere of joy.
No one knew that during the Spring Festival, he returned to the building where he lived and arranged for the people who had been taking care of him to move to the old man's building. For many days, he stayed in his room alone, repeatedly learning to cook according to recipes. For the first two days, he ate almost every meal that had been ruined.
It's good that she has now taken over the fruits of his labor these past few days.
Ye Shang held the several boxed meals, keeping only one in his hand and putting the rest into his spatial storage.
They will probably split up when they set off, as the two bases will not be exploring in the same direction. In particular, they need to avoid the zombies in the city and avoid gathering too many people, as they are easily discovered.
When we returned to the Fifth Base, the communal meal was already prepared. Hmm, it was very simple; they just cooked a large pot of noodles.
The best-preserved items right now are these grains: rice, flour, oil, and vegetables cultivated by the agronomic researchers at the base.
There aren't many of these, since there isn't that much land suitable for planting now, and many are grown using hydroponics.
The land is now basically unsuitable for growing crops. Researchers have conducted experiments and found that crops simply cannot be grown, and the seeds will even rot directly in the soil.
This has resulted in crops being primarily managed by the production base.
Ye Shang sat on a stool to the side, while a large round table was set up in the middle for everyone to eat.
She conjured a small flame in her right palm, took out a small iron basin, put the boxed lunch in it, added some water, held it in one hand, and used the other hand to heat the iron basin. In less than a minute, it was basically heated up.
Open the transparent lid, and you'll find a heart-shaped egg on top, with a smiley face drawn with ketchup, and underneath are meat, vegetables, rice, and more.
Ye Shang's eyes were gentle, and he smiled softly. He then took a picture with his personal terminal and sent it to the group chat with the caption: "Love-filled lunchbox, check it out."
Everyone: “…”
Chen Zui: Sis, your food is amazing!
He and Zhu Caining each held a bowl of noodles and sat on the other side, both looking up at her with resentful eyes.
Yang Jinxia and Jiang Lecheng sat opposite each other, eating noodles in silence, but the six dots emitted by their personal computers reflected their moods.
Xie Qingyuan: I'm envious. But we also have boxed meals provided by the base, though they're not as plentiful.
After reading the information on the personal terminal with her eyes lowered, Xie Qingye looked up and gazed in the other direction, where the captain, who had just run back with a smile on his face, was sitting.
He chuckled softly and continued eating his boxed lunch.
In fact, when you're out and about, you should do whatever is most convenient, especially if there are very few or no spatial ability users.
For example, the Seventh Base.
The Seventh Base was the last base to be established. At the beginning of its establishment, the First Base also helped with its construction. Although it is not as large as the Fifth Base now, it can accommodate more than a million people. In particular, it continues to receive a steady stream of fugitives who come to seek refuge.
At other bases, screening and filtering are carried out. A base can only accommodate a limited number of people, and too many people crammed together would cause chaos. That's why this screening process exists.
The sixth and seventh bases aren't too strict. A city can't function without people, which is why the two younger bases keep accepting people.
Ordinary people make up the majority, while those with superpowers are a minority. Most of the superpowered individuals are actually people from their own base who have undergone mutation.
Wang Shuli, a member of the management team of the Seventh Base, is in his twenties but has thinning hair. As the strongest superhuman in the Seventh Base, his awakened superpower is the Shockwave, which can be used for both attack and defense. The explosive energy within it can create explosions to attack or destroy.
The defense is achieved by the air waves created by the shockwave, which can encircle people within a 1-meter radius around it and keep them within a protective range.
Besides the base chief and other leaders, he was the commander-in-chief.
At this moment, a group of superhumans gathered together, munching on the dried food they had brought out—a special kind of hard biscuit—and drinking it with water. The taste was so-so, but the advantage was that it was filling. Even a superhuman could eat two pieces and last all day.
Wang Shuli looked somewhat worried. He glanced around at the other ability users in the tent. It seemed that besides him, only one other person with teleportation ability could go with him to explore the center of Z city.
"Jiang Mingyun, you will come with me to Z City at 6 PM tonight to investigate. The rest of you will stay here and wait for orders."
Jiang Mingyun finished the two biscuits in his hand, quickly took a sip of water, swallowed it, and then flicked his overly long wavy bangs, saying, "Understood, Captain."
As night falls, the light gradually dims, and darkness descends as the last glimmer of light fades.
The temperature dropped rapidly at night, and many ability users returned to their tents. Except for those with fire abilities who took turns keeping watch, most of the others were struggling to withstand the sudden drop in temperature.
However, when going out to investigate, we can only bring along those with speed-related abilities.
Ye Shang, along with Song Wennuan and another wind-type ability user, An Lu, slowed down their pace as they entered the edge of Z City.
Sure enough, the entire city inside was teeming with zombies. Their pace wasn't as slow as it had been initially, but their movements were still somewhat stiff.
I strolled leisurely around the edge of the city.
No one has come here to collect supplies yet, so we don't know if there are any survivors inside.
This dense horde of zombies is comparable to more than half the size of the zombie outbreak we encountered in S City before.
Previously, it was organized, disciplined, and led by high-ranking zombies.
It's not clear whether there are any high-level zombies in charge here yet; the zombies on the perimeter are wandering around aimlessly.
They went back and forth without a goal or expression, like an NPC in a game.
Ye Shang didn't see any high-level zombies, and asked the two of them, "How do we get in?"
Song Wenwen took the crescent-shaped blade from her back and asked, "Captain Ye, shall we charge in?"
Simple and direct.
"And you?" Ye Shang asked An Lu directly.
An Lu was wearing a thick military uniform, with a thick hat covering her short hair and entire face, revealing only a pair of light brown eyes. She whispered, "Captain Ye, can we go over from up there?"
She herself is fine, but she doesn't know how Captain Ye and Captain Song got there.
Ye Shang glanced at the skyscrapers over there. "You can fly that high?"
An Lu nodded: "I can manage on my own, but I can't lead others."
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