I first meditated to recover my spiritual energy, then took out a durian from my spatial storage, examined it from all angles, and carefully compared it with the description in the encyclopedia.
He laughed happily. Eighty percent of the time, it must be this. People in the cultivation world would never imagine that there's an ordinary world where this kind of fruit is everywhere.
I'm too tired today, so I don't plan to continue. I've already gained a lot by passing the first hurdle, and one shouldn't be too greedy.
When I came out of the immortal abode, I saw that it was already dark outside. I checked my watch and it was not even 10 p.m.
My stomach is growling with hunger.
After washing my hands, I sat down at the dining table and started taking out delicious food: spicy crayfish, sizzling grilled lamb skewers, grilled chicken wings, grilled shrimp, grilled squid, and grilled oysters.
Steaming hot, the table was piled high with food, and she even grabbed a bottle of beer for herself. Barbecue and beer are a perfect match; although she wasn't a big drinker, she figured she could drink too much at home without any problem.
"It smells so good, Master! I want some too!" Huang Fugui, drawn by the aroma, ran in from who-knows-where.
This guy is really having a blast right now.
Jian Ning was a little worried that it might run off on its own and get caught, although that possibility was unlikely.
After all, Huang Fugui's fighting prowess is disproportionate to its size. Most people are no match for it, and even with a gun, it would be difficult to harm it.
"Here, I'll get you another roast chicken. How about some beer?" Jian Ning took a whole roast chicken from her spatial storage and placed it in front of it.
"Sure, I've never had it before. What does it taste like?" Huang Fugui asked as he stood up, using his two front paws to grip the table.
"Well, it's a bit bitter and astringent, but the aftertaste is amazing. You'll know once you try it." Jian Ning handed it a small bowl and poured half a bowl of beer into it.
If the two of them share this bottle, it should be fine.
Huang Fugui held the small bowl with his paws, leaned over, and took a big gulp.
"Hmm, this tastes good! Master, give me more."
"Aren't you afraid of drinking too much? One bottle at most."
Jian Ning opened another bottle of beer and filled the small bowl. Huang Fugui ate the roast chicken with satisfaction, drank the beer, and occasionally had a skewer of grilled meat. He was very content.
Jian Ning hadn't had barbecue in a long time, and the taste was indeed satisfying. She was enjoying her meal when she suddenly heard screams coming from downstairs.
"What's wrong? I'll go check." Huang Fugui stopped eating his roast chicken and disappeared in a flash.
Jian Ning quickly stood up as well. What could have happened so late at night? She wasn't worried about anything else, but she was concerned that Li Mengyao might be frightened. She picked up the walkie-talkie and called Jian Anping first.
"Brother, did you sleep with your wife?"
"Not yet, what's wrong?" Jian Anping's voice sounded very clear.
“There’s someone screaming really pitifully downstairs. I was worried my sister-in-law would be scared, so I asked you,” Jian Ning quickly explained.
"Oh, the soundproofing in this room is pretty good. Your sister-in-law is watching TV and didn't hear any noise."
"Alright, brother, you stay inside and stay with your sister-in-law. Don't worry about what's happening outside. She can't take any fright right now."
Jian Ning quickly gave a word of advice, then passed through the wall and left the house, just as Xiao Lingfeng also came out of the house.
"The noise seems to be coming from the second or third floor. Shall we go down and take a look?" Upon seeing Jian Ning, Xiao Lingfeng smiled and then asked.
"good."
Jian Ning agreed and led the way down the stairs. When they reached the third-floor stairwell, they saw five or six people standing outside, and two more lying on the ground, arguing loudly.
Just as she was about to push open the door to the stairwell, Huang Fugui suddenly jumped onto Jian Ning's shoulder.
“Master, I understand everything. A family of three died, and their brains were eaten away. It doesn’t seem like that egg was responsible.”
"Okay, you go back and stay there. Don't come out. I'll go check on things." Jian Ning knew that Xiao Lingfeng wouldn't ignore something like this. She glanced back at him, opened the door, and went out.
When Jian Ning and Xiao Lingfeng came out, the people standing in the corridor looked at them warily.
Although they live in the same building, they don't know each other.
"I live upstairs and I heard someone screaming. What happened?" Xiao Lingfeng walked past Jian Ning and asked.
“I came down here and I am like this now. Old Liu opened the door and ran out by himself. When I saw him, he was rolling on the ground, only saying that he had a headache, and then he stopped breathing. He had broken his head by himself, so it must have really hurt.”
A rather thin middle-aged man standing nearby spoke up; it seemed he knew the deceased man.
"I didn't see any worms on his body, and they're probably not the same species as the ones Dr. Fu examined."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than two tentacles slowly emerged from the nose of the corpse on the ground.
A short while later, a long, grayish-black worm with tentacles, resembling a snail, crawled out from inside.
Although it moves slowly, you can see that its body is covered in mucus and it keeps wriggling, which is quite disgusting.
"This is a slug, also called a slug. It originally eats vegetables, fruits, and cotton, and is considered an agricultural pest."
"Has it mutated and started eating people now?" Xiao Lingfeng recognized what it was at a glance.
"It's hard to say. How do you kill it? With fire?" Jian Ning had never seen such a disgusting thing before. She subconsciously took a step back.
"Sprinkle salt on it and it will dehydrate and die."
As Xiao Lingfeng spoke, he glanced down at Jian Ning, his meaning clear: he was asking her if she had salt. Of course she did; there was enough to last her for hundreds of years.
Jian Ning reached into her pocket and pulled out a 500-gram bag of table salt, handing it to Xiao Lingfeng.
He asked in a low voice, "Aren't we keeping one for Dr. Fu to use for testing?"
"No need. The testing machines aren't working very well. Without the right tools, all the talk is just empty words. We'd rather let her save a few more people now."
Jian Ning nodded, agreeing with Xiao Lingfeng's point.
Watching him open the bag of salt, walk over, grab a handful, and sprinkle it on the wriggling insects on the ground...
It made a sizzling sound, and in no time, the insect turned into a puddle of water.
"Hey bro, do you sell your salt?"
There was an older woman next to him, her eyes practically bulging out of their sockets as she stared at the salt in Xiao Lingfeng's hand. Her family had been short of salt for a while now, and she was practically green with envy.
Before the apocalypse, she usually enjoyed baking pastries at home.
We've stocked up on a good amount of rice, flour, and other grains at home. But we haven't stored much salt. We've run out of it a long time ago, and we're just getting salt from eating pickled vegetables every day.
A person can't live without food, and a lack of salt in the body for a long time will also make them sick. So when they saw the bag of salt in Xiao Lingfeng's hand, they wanted to come over and buy some from him.
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