At the counter, Chu Fei, holding Jiang Feng, shouted about the survivors in the official area.
The survivors immediately became scared and quickly lowered their heads to line up.
When Xiao Yi walked out of the portal, he saw a sea of people, all of whom lowered their heads. The scene was extremely shocking.
He said nothing, but signaled with his eyes for the soldiers to stand on both sides of the portal.
The soldiers nodded in unison and immediately stood upright on both sides of the portal, holding their weapons high.
As soon as they stood there, the snack stall owners pushed their snack carts side by side through the portal.
They collectively gasped when they saw the huge square filled with people and black heads.
Fortunately, they quickly calmed themselves down and followed Xiao Yi's instructions at the Firelight Base. After walking out of the portal, they went to both sides of the large square and placed their snack carts on the open space painted with white paint.
The survivors queuing in the official area watched in amazement as a string of snack carts were pushed through the portal by the owners, setting up stalls in an orderly manner on both sides of the square, lighting up the red lanterns on the snack carts, and soon two red snack streets were formed.
They finally understood why the soldiers asked them to line up in the middle of the square in the evening, leaving empty spaces on both sides of the square. It turned out that they wanted to set fire to the snack stalls at the base.
The survivors lined up in the square, "Oh my god! Is this the portal?"
"So, you can go through that door and move to both sides?"
"It should be."
"That's too incredible! Is it a supernatural power?"
"This Firelight Base is becoming more and more mysterious."
"Oh my God! Did you see how clean their clothes are?"
"I see, I see. There's not a single grease stain on the body, and the hair is very fresh."
"They don't look like they're hungry or have experienced the end of the world."
"Yes, yes, yes. He's not as pale and skinny as we imagined, nor is he starving to the point of looking unrecognizable."
…
The survivors all looked at the snack stand owner in surprise.
The snack stall owners who took out the ingredients and prepared to start cooking were very proud.
They have been well fed and well clothed for more than three months, and have gained weight back a long time ago.
And all this is thanks to Young Master Song Chi and Young Master Song Chen, which is why they can have the good life they have today.
Thinking of this, the snack stall owners instantly lost their initial nervousness and quickly started to fire and scrape the iron plate.
As soon as the iron plate is hot, they brush it with oil.
There was a sizzling sound, and the whole square was filled with the aroma of oil.
Gulp gulp gulp gulp…
The survivors standing in line in the middle of the square stared at the iron plate with their eyes wide open and swallowed hard.
When the snack stall owners saw that the oil on the iron plate was hot, they started grilling the meat immediately.
There was another sizzling sound, and the fragrance slowly wafted out, making the person drool.
If there weren't a seventh-level flying mutant zombie standing at the entrance of the supermarket, and Chu Fei and the others, these survivors would have gone to grab the food from the snack stalls long ago, and would not have just stood there and watched with saliva.
"Oh my god, it smells so good! It's like spicy hot pot."
Someone was desperately sniffing at the snack stand below.
"Oh my god, it's really spicy hot pot, fried skewers, fuck, grilled oysters, grilled chicken legs, and fried meatballs."
"Wait, this familiar aroma, could it be fried noodles?"
"It's just fried noodles, it's just fried noodles, it's at the stall on the other side of the main square, damn, my mouth is watering."
…
The survivors in line kept wiping their mouths and staring at the snack stall with wide eyes, unable to take their eyes away.
Before the snack stand arrived, none of the survivors in line dared to speak.
Now the place was in commotion, but no one dared to leave their seats. They could only stare at the snack stalls and swallow their saliva.
One is that they are afraid that after they leave, someone else will take their place.
The second reason is that they are afraid that the things are too expensive and they cannot afford them.
Obviously, the snack stall owners had already thought of this. They hung up the price signs and went back to their stalls to work.
As soon as the price tag came out, the survivors in the queue immediately craned their necks to look.
Someone read out, "A serving of fried noodles with meat and egg is 35 points, a vegetarian one is 25 points, a meat broth powder is 35 points, and a vegetarian broth powder is 25 points."
"No, how are the points calculated? It looks very cheap."
"Right! No matter how you look at it, this is the price we had before the apocalypse."
"Look, there's a sign explaining it over there."
"Let me see. Let me see."
"Oh, I see. A normal zombie crystal core is worth one hundred points, and a first-level mutant zombie crystal core is worth one thousand points."
"Wait a minute, a normal zombie crystal core can be exchanged for a hundred points?"
"So, doesn't that mean you can eat four bowls of 200g vegetarian noodles?"
"Damn, in our base, an ordinary crystal core can't even buy a bucket of instant noodles, but at the Firelight Base, you can actually buy hot, uncontaminated soup noodles."
"Brother, shouldn't you be surprised that a first-level mutant zombie crystal core can be exchanged for a thousand points? My God! How many bowls of vegetarian noodles can I buy with that!"
"It's not like we can't kill a first-level mutant zombie. Are we still worried about not having enough to eat in the future?"
"Look at how little you've got. The food stall next door only charges ten points for a palm-sized roasted chicken leg. And that's meat! And it's uncontaminated meat."
"In our capital, let alone ten points, even a first-level mutant zombie crystal core can't buy even a pound of mutant meat. You can only buy the infected offal to taste the meat."
"Oh my god, the food at the Firelight Base is so good! No wonder no one is starving, it's like heaven."
"It's hilarious! Some people actually say that the Firelight Base is poor, and that H City is a barren place. The survivors are living in dire straits, even worse off than us. Let's be content."
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