Chapter 127 Why doesn’t he feel happy?



Chapter 127 Why doesn’t he feel happy?

Zhou Gan bounced up by himself and was very flexible.

He still had an expression of disbelief on his face as he looked himself over from head to toe, "How did you do that?"

Xuan Hongyan's eyes changed completely when she looked at Luo Yunjin. The terrifying power that could make a dying person recover in the blink of an eye.

The others also put away the contempt in their eyes.

As a second-level intermediate psychic, Luo Yunjin has the lowest psychic ability in the entire team. Although she can grow delicious fruits, she has no combat ability after all, and everyone will more or less look down on her.

But if she had the ability to heal effectively, that would be a different story.

The skill the girl just showed off stunned everyone.

Just a small piece of fruit peel the size of a booger can save a life.

What if you eat the whole fruit?

Luo Yunjin ignored their burning gazes and casually threw the small healing fruit into the big cat's mouth as if it were garbage.

The cat smacked its lips twice.

Zhou Gan's good mood after surviving the disaster disappeared completely.

"Thank you for saving me. I was forced. There is a gathering place for survivors here. I can take you there." Zhou Gan swung his crutches with an excited look on his face.

Luo Yunjin looked at him with a slightly sympathetic look, but she did not say that the last breath could only last for a few hours.

"Oh." The girl turned around, put her face on the cat's furry belly, rubbed it, and then naturally petted the cat.

"Oh." The others had no interest in finding the gathering place of the survivors. They were more curious about the fruit that had just been eaten by the cat.

The neglected Zhou Gan:???

"Don't you want to know how I use my superpowers when I don't have any? Don't you want to know where those crystal cores went?" Zhou Gan tried hard to create a sense of presence.

"Oh." Xuan Hongyan responded indifferently, staring at the cat's belly in a daze.

"Aren't you afraid that the abilities of those people with special abilities are higher than yours?" Zhou Gan's voice broke.

"Oh." Mo Lian lowered his head thoughtfully, staring at the ground in a daze.

"Can you please respect me?" Zhou Gan shouted hysterically.

"Oh?" Xiao Choujue and Zhong Lingmei were whispering to each other. When they heard Zhou Gan's question, they replied politely.

Zhou Gan covered his chest with his hands, almost getting internal injuries.

He watched helplessly as a group of people returned to the house, and Xuan Hongyan did not forget to solidify the ice wall again.

"Hey! I have some big news to reveal about E City. It's about the eighth-level mutant Mo Hui. His abilities are not clean either!" Zhou Gan took a deep breath and spoke loudly.

Everyone who had already entered the house went out in an instant.

"Let's go and find your survivor gathering place." Xuan Hongyan removed the ice wall.

"Have you eaten? You look so thin. Although I brought a lot of supplies, I don't want to give them to you." Xiao Choujue hugged the backpack tightly.

"What did you just say was the highest level of psychics in that gathering place?" Duan Ya picked his nose.

Luo Yunjin sat on the big cat's back and said, "You lead the way quickly, you are so slow."

Zhou Gan's face was filled with confusion. Why wasn't he happy that he was suddenly being valued?

So, a group of people headed towards the western trail.

I encountered many zombies on the road.

Xuan Hongyan froze them all into solid ice without saying a word. Qian Yuanfeng smashed them with one punch and took out the crystal core.

Simple and crude.

Zhou Gan's expression flickered, and his pace slowed down. "Actually, you don't have to be so anxious. You can go tomorrow morning."

As soon as these words came out, he immediately received a wave of death stares.

Zhou Gan took the initiative to shut up and continued to lead the way.

Soon, a farmhouse with bright lights appeared not far away.

The young man standing guard outside the door saw a large group of people rushing over and called out all the psychics in the yard.

"You are... Zhou Gan?" Wang Jia looked at Zhou Gan, who had returned to normal and had fuller muscles, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Mr. Zhou, you..." Wang Yi wanted to say something when he saw four women following in the team behind him.

Each has its own flavor, and their looks and figures are all first-class.

This team, both men and women, are all tender and delicate, and at first glance they are high-level psychics who are thriving in the apocalypse.

Wang Yi looked at Zhou Gan approvingly.

"You are the superpowers from E City, right? Welcome to our little place. Haven't you eaten yet? It just so happens that Lao Li made braised pork tonight. Come in and try it." Wang Yi rubbed his black hands.

There were many straw mats spread in the yard, and ragged thin people were sitting messily on the mats. No one reacted when they saw the person with special abilities coming into the house.

There were only some children sitting in the corner with sparkles in their eyes.

"Get up and get to work, you lazy bums." Wang Yi said viciously.

Everyone quickly rolled up the straw mats in unison, putting them all into a separate room, then rushed into the kitchen and living room to get busy.

Old Li, who is in charge of cooking, is in his forties and has a muscular body. When he sees the delicate and tender people in the yard, a deep smile appears on his face.

He picked out a piece of fat from the black water tank, cut it into pieces with a kitchen knife, and then put it into the pot and stir-fried it. He added some salt and soy sauce, but no other seasonings.

A few minutes later, the thin men looked towards the kitchen, smelling the aroma of meat.

Luo Yunjin and the others had no appetite at all. The meat had not been deodorized or washed, and when stir-fried it would have an unpleasant smell, like pig feed.

But all the thin people stared at the pot as if they were looking at a treasure.

Old Li happily moved the pot to the dining table in the yard and said to Xuan Hongyan and the others, "Our braised pork tonight is oily but not greasy, so delicious. There's so much, enough for each of you to have two pieces."

The thin people came forward and placed clean bowls on the table.

These bowls are spotless.

Zhou Gan smiled dryly and asked everyone to sit down.

But no one paid any attention to him.

Xuan Hongyan glanced coldly around the entire farmyard, then looked at the pot of meat on the table with deep disdain in her eyes.

Luo Yunjin sat on the cat's back, covering his nose with his hands, looking extremely disgusted.

The yard was filled with the smell of sweat, decay, and a faint fishy smell, and she could hardly breathe.

"Eat it all, why not?" Wang Jia lifted the lid of the pot, poked a piece of meat with chopsticks, chewed it with relish, and did not forget to suck the oil off the chopsticks after eating.

The reason why those bowls are so clean is that everyone will lick the bowls clean, leaving no trace of saltiness.

Mo Lian snorted coldly, "Tell me, where did you get this method of letting ordinary people use their superpowers?"

The pressure from the seventh-level intermediate psychic spread throughout the yard, and everyone who heard his questions wanted to speak uncontrollably.

But Wang Yi blocked their mouths with stones.

The moment Mo Lian used his supernatural power, Wang Yi used his petrification power to turn everyone's tongue into stone.

"I invited you in and treated you as guests. Is this how you behave? In that case, don't blame me for being hostile to you." He simply raised a high stone wall around the yard, trapping everyone inside.

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The girl covered her nose: Eh~ It stinks here, it smells so bad!

The big cat rubbed her face with its fluffy head: Meow~ (Hey, you can pet the cat, I smell like baby powder.)

(End of this chapter)

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