Dark Civilization

Vol 3 Chapter 2: : The Day Without Leaf Bamboo

Chapter 2: The Day Without Leaf Bamboo

Dozens of pieces of basic meat are equivalent to hunting and killing hundreds of zombies.

There was a shock in Bai Long's eyes. He knew exactly how difficult it was to kill zombies. The four of them hunted for a morning and responded carefully. Among them, they were almost surrounded by zombies. Only 70 or 80 were hunted. Head, but Ye Chen actually killed four or five hundred heads alone, which is equivalent to five times them!

"It really is non-human." Bai Long sighed and shook his head helplessly.

At this time, Yue Heng and Zhu Gefan next to each other also saw a lot of basal meat in the bag and were shocked. Yue Heng was better. He knew how powerful Ye Chen was, so he calmed down quickly. But Zhu Gefan was shocked, looked at Ye Chen in disbelief, and stumbled: "How is it possible ..."

Ye Chen didn't say more, and suddenly smelled the smell of a meal, she wondered: "Who is cooking today?"

Bai Long and others looked at each other with a strange look, and said, "Ye bamboo is sick, Mo Feng said that today's food will be left to him to make."

Ye Chen froze and said, "He will cook?"

"Estimated, probably, maybe, maybe ... would it?" Bai Long wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling that he didn't even believe himself. The two Zhuge Fan and Yue Heng seemed to realize something, and his whole body shuddered.

"Ding Ding!"

There was a sudden sound in the kitchen.

Ye Chen and others looked at each other, entered the fish, entered the kitchen, and immediately saw Mo Feng serving himself a bowl and heading for the dinner table. There were three or four bowls of dishes and a bowl of soup on the table.

Ye Chen glanced at the food on the table, walked over and served a bowl of rice, plus Bailong and others, a total of five people around the table.

Quiet.

Ye Chen looked at a plate in front of him, and he didn't know what it was. He raised his eyebrows, and finally, under the watch of Bai Long and others, stretched out his chopsticks.

Click!

Broken chopsticks!

A raven was silent.

Bai Long swallowed and looked at Mo Feng carefully, and said, "What is this?"

Mo Feng looked expressionless and said, "Winter melon!"

"Oh!" Several people spurted blood. How hard is this melon to break the chopsticks?

Ye Chen glanced at the other plate. There was a dark, round sheet with a smell of scorching smell. He changed a pair of new chopsticks, clamped it a little, and finally tore a small piece hard and threw it into his mouth. The expression freezes instantly.

Bai Long and others did not dare to breathe.

After half a ring, Ye Chen swallowed slowly, his expression returned to indifference, and he waved his hand and said, "Eat." Then, he immersed himself in the dinner without reaching for the chopsticks on the table.

"Can this be eaten?" Bai Longhu looked suspiciously at the plate of black round flakes and said to Mo Fengqi: "What is this?"

"Fried eggs." Mo Feng face expressionless.

Bai Long glanced at Ye Chen, carefully clamped a piece, and chewed it in his mouth.

Huh!

The next moment, at the speed of the rocket, rushed into the kitchen sink, vomited, and listened to the vomiting in the exhaustion, as if eating something more disgusting than earthworms, making Zhuge Fan and Yue Heng shudder all over, chopsticks in his hands Almost fell to the ground.

"Cuckoo ..." Yue Heng swallowed his mouth, glanced at the four dishes that were black and dark, and never had the courage to try it again. He glanced at the only soup that was quite eye-catching, secretly thinking, soup There can never be a problem, right?

He took a spoonful.

puff!

As soon as Tang Shui entered the mouth, he sprayed it out, and the next moment, he rushed into the kitchen and vomited desperately.

Zhu Gefan saw cold sweats and cold hands and feet, feeling aggrieved and crying.

Lunch rushed over like this.

In the afternoon, the crowd still launched the operation of killing zombies. Ye Chen and Mo Feng left the institute and walked towards the wild streets. Because it was still in a state where Superman mode could not be opened, Ye Chen was not half-minded and took Everyone was clearing buildings to prevent powerful monsters from being encountered on the street.

Fortunately, this afternoon, nothing bad happened. The most dangerous one was when a 60-man zombie dog was encountered in the building. After some slaughter, Ye Chen was torn from his body. After a few wounds, I finally cast the Phantom Knife to kill the zombie dog!

Although he had cast the Phantom Knife in the morning, the meridians in his arm were damaged, and he could not perform it in a few days, but he had two arms.

To deal with the zombie dogs, Ye Chen did not cast the Phantom Ten Swords, but only cast five remnants to kill the zombie dogs!

With Ye Chen's joining, the speed of hunting and killing zombies by the party has increased significantly, and 20 basic meats were obtained in the afternoon, which is undoubtedly a great harvest!

At night, the cold moon hangs high.

The group returned to the institute. Ye Chen rinsed the outside with tap water before turning into the living room. Although the harvest was very rich this afternoon, after returning, Bai Long and others were worried.

"Who cooks at night?"

"What do you say?"

"Anyone, don't let Mo Feng come anyway."

"I think so."

"Unfortunately, Ye Zhu fell ill. I really miss her craft."

Bai Long and others sighed, can't wait for Ye Zhu to wake up immediately.

Ye Chen washed it, changed her clean clothes, looked at them strangely, and said, "You three big men, can't cook?"

Bai Long coughed softly and said, "You know, how can a handsome and handsome man like me be able to cook in the kitchen? It is a waste of talent, which is not allowed by the country!"

Yue Heng glanced at him, too lazy to ignore.

Zhuge Fan whispered: "I used to cook for me, but I never went to the kitchen ..."

Ye Chen sighed, went into the kitchen, and tied the apron.

"What are you doing?" Bai Long and others warned.

Ye Chen rolled his eyes. "Of course it is cooking. Is it waiting for death?"

"You can?"

"impossible?"

"I have an ominous hunch ..."

The three were suspicious for a while.

Ye Chen didn't bother to pay attention, went into the kitchen to clean the stored food, and after half an hour, they were all done.

"Let's eat!" Ye Chen called out, brought the dishes out, filled himself with a bowl of rice, and started.

After hearing this, Bai Long and others walked into the restaurant and glanced at the three dishes and one soup on the table. I saw that each of them was colorful and compared with Mo Feng's blackness. Looking at Ye Chen like a monster.

"Not hungry? Then I have eaten all." Ye Chen speeded up.

"by!"

"Leave it for me!"

"The five eggs, why did you eat two !!"

Several people rushed into the seat and quickly moved. After eating, they discovered that Ye Chen's craftsmanship was better than Ye Zhu's, and they burst into tears.

At this meal, there was no soup left, and they lay on the sofa with their belly patted, and their faces were happy and comfortable.

Ye Chen started to clean up the chopsticks. At this moment, Zhu Gefan came over, and the young man whispered, "I'll come."

Ye Chen casually said, "No need."

Zhuge Fan was silent for a while, then said: "I can't help anything, just give me this trivial matter!"

Ye Chen looked up at him with a glance, nodded slightly, patted him on the shoulder, then turned away from the restaurant and headed for the basement.

Mo Feng came here after eating and was debugging something.

Ye Chen walked over, glanced around, and said casually: "What are you doing?"

"Research," Mo Feng's answer is always so short.

"What to study?"

"Antidote."

"What antidote?"

"virus."

Ye Chen glanced at him, "Not giving up yet?"

Mo Feng shook his head.

-This is no longer giving up an experiment, but giving up the entire human race!

Ye Chen didn't ask again, glanced at the basal meat in a huge test tube next to him, and said, "When can all be refined into genetic medicine?"

Mo Feng said: "Tonight."