I'm a cook in the wasteland

Chapter 138 New Ideas
The three groups of people get along relatively well.

The latest group of people seemed to have got some news, and they would show their presence in front of Su Mo if they had nothing to do.

"Su Mo!"

The young couple walked over.

The man's name is Wang You, and his wife's name is Yang Donglian.

Wang You is still a little weak now, but he can already walk on his own.

Although there was still some dull pain in the abdomen, the surface of the wound was healed, at least there would be no more bleeding.

The two were very grateful when they saw Su Mo's eyes.

"Su Mo, I have basically found out the identities of those people."

"Like us, most of them are ordinary people, but there is a fighter and a capable person among them."

"It's a person with fire ability, called Ling Heng, that's him."

Wang You pointed at the man bending over to pick not far away, and lowered his voice.

"They were all deceived, don't worry, I will make them believe you in a few days."

"When the time comes, do whatever you want."

Out of the corner of the eye, he scanned Zhu Xing's group of people not far away.

Wang You was a little worried.

I always feel like something is going to happen.

"Ah."

Su Mo responded.

He didn't tell Wang You what to do, but she liked the other party's proactive attitude.

At this time, of course, the more people, the better.

But sometimes, the good ones don't come, but the bad ones are never absent.

A few more people were infected by the toxin.

The idiot was dealt with as usual.

Those two wooden frames have never been empty since the day they were erected.

It is still morning.

Two more people were dragged away.

Not even a scream, the bodies of those two people had become an irrigation system.

Gululu was bubbling in the pot, and Miaomiao poked his head in the tent, looking sullen.

This is Su Mo's unknown number of experiments.

But no matter how much emotion she puts in, nothing she makes can solve this poison.

The first thing you can see is the sky full of red.

Su Mo became a little lost.

Is it because the ingredients used are wrong?

For a good delicacy, the ingredients must not be bad.

But in this kind of place, those people would not come here looking for any delicacies from mountains and seas.

Do not!
wrong!

Su Mo quickly refuted his own idea.

She can make healing food with rice and green vegetables, there's no reason why she can't do it at this time.

It must be something else.

"Su Mo, Su Mo!"

Anxious shouts sounded.

Su Mo looked up and saw Sheng Cang rushing over with Miao Jingshan on his back.

As the oldest group of people, they are the only ones who are still standing strong.

But today, Miao Jingshan's state is not right.

"He's talking nonsense."

Carefully placing Miao Jingshan in front of Su Mo, Sheng Cang was anxious and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Miao Jingshan fell into a coma, but he was yelling what not to do.

He didn't dare to let those people discover the strangeness of Miao Jingshan.

Sheng Cang blocked Zhu Xing's sight with his body.

It's just that it's not a long-term solution.

Those people don't care about their life or death, but they will count the number of people.

Checking Miao Jingshan's situation, Su Mo was also a little helpless.

After observing she found out.

As for the toxin of the flower of mad blood, as an ability user, it is more resistant than ordinary people and fighters.

Maybe resistance does not mean that you will not be recruited.

In terms of physique alone, Miao Jingshan was the thinnest among them, not even comparable to Han Jiayue.

It is reasonable for him to have problems first.

"Su Mo, what should I do?"

Grabbing Su Mo's arm, Sheng Cang was a little stronger.

But Su Mo could only shake his head.

As long as there is no result on her side, there is no way.

"How can this be!"

Sheng Cang's tone sank, his eyes were filled with worry.

"What are you doing, hurry up and work!"

Not far away, Zhu Xing was already urging with his whip.

The newcomer looked at Su Mo.

Now there are about 50 captives, and Su Mo has become the center of these people.

"Put him in my tent first."

Su Mo gave an order, got up and walked towards the flower field.

Unable to think of any other way, Sheng Cang could only follow suit.

And when Zhu Xing found out that Miao Jingshan was not there a few minutes later, his eyes turned cold.

"Is there another person?"

He asked, his raised hand would drop at any moment.

Once that hand falls, it means that Miao Jingshan will become the nutrient of this flower field.

"He's a little unwell and resting."

"His share, we will do it."

Su Mo opened his mouth and looked directly at Zhu Xing.

The eyes are clashing, full of gunpowder.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Zhu Xing stared at Su Mo with malicious intent.

The arc of the corner of the mouth has a deep meaning.

"is it?"

With a faint long tone, Zhu Xing suddenly laughed.

"Alright, but if he doesn't go to work tomorrow..."

What follows is self-evident.

Zhu Xing really just let it go.

But is that really the case?
In the crowd, Li Xing's eyes intertwined with Zhu Xing's, and he nodded imperceptibly.

"A bunch of bastards."

On the side, the frightened Sheng Cang could only grab those flowers to vent.

The torn flower landed at Su Mo's feet.

Pick it up.

Liquid oozes from the edge of the petals, which is a bit cool.

Speaking of which, in some places, flowers are also food.

Su Mo thought for a while, but in the next second, Su Mo's eyes lit up.

A smile appeared on her face.

Clutching the petals in her palm tightly, there was a sense of excitement in her eyes.

Maybe... it can be done!
"You mean, use these words as ingredients?"

When night falls in the wasteland, everyone can rest.

At the place where the captives were, Sheng Cang shook his head vigorously as he looked at the strange flowers in front of him.

"No, this thing is poisonous, how can I eat it!"

There is some truth to this statement.

To be honest, Su Mo thought about it.

This approach is like fighting poison with fire, but it is too risky.

As for the result, a "victim" is needed.

And the chosen victim was Su Mo himself.

"No, I don't agree."

Han Jiayue also vetoed it outright.

If something happened to Su Mo, then they would have no hope at all.

Su Mo shook his head.

It wasn't that she was trying to be brave, but just in the morning, she could no longer feel the power in her body.

This also means that her current body is no different from that of ordinary people.

Even a small wound could kill her.

There was a thick gauze wrapped under her arm.

Even so, the gauze has been dyed red.

But can you imagine that this is just a wound with a broken layer of skin cut by a leaf?

She is running out of time.

"I come!"

"No, I'll come!"

The former is Sheng Cang, while the latter is Miao Jingshan.

A weak voice came from the tent.

Miao Jingshan woke up.

It's just that his face is ugly.

He was coughing, and his eyes were black.

It seemed to be a flashback before death, with a sense of powerlessness.

"Let me try."

Miao Jingshan's tone was affirmative.

"We can't wait any longer."

"But Su Mo, you can't take risks."

"So let me come!"

The same words, with irrefutable stubbornness.

(End of this chapter)