Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 2172 Nutritious Meals

Not at all?

There may not be other things, but Lin Sanjiu knows the doomsday energy. She needs as much as she needs—not long ago, when the [Medical System] tried to put it on her body, she only "saw" it once with her own eyes. Doomsday energy.

"impossible?"

After blurting out the question, Lin Sanjiu also noticed that the operator's face was pulled down immediately, and hurriedly added: "I just came in from the outside, I'm afraid of spreading the doomsday energy."

"I said no, even if I didn't, how can I see this wrong?" The operator turned the cup around in a circle, exposing its back, and said, "If you don't believe me, look for yourself. how much do you have?"

No wonder the tester is in the shape of a cup... It's like a measuring cup, and the scale was originally painted on the back.

It's just that there are no units on the scale, only numbers, starting from 0 and going up to 10; I don't know which number to start from, and the qualified green will turn into unqualified red.

After testing Lin Sanjiu's blood, there is a thin, short green line that is almost imperceptible to the naked eye at the back of the cup, firmly horizontally below the number 0—except for thinking that she has no doomsday energy at all, indeed No other interpretation is possible.

【Facial Hair】So easy to use?
Lin Sanjiu himself was a little surprised.But if you think about it carefully, maybe this is not surprising; to make an evolutionary look like an ordinary person, perhaps the method [facial hair] uses is to suppress the doomsday energy in the evolutionary body.

All in all, it is a good thing not to have a full tube of blood drawn.

Lin Sanjiu turned a blind eye to the operator's face, and thanked him as before, but was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the head of the house, Bingwusanwu.

"Wait for me," Bingwusanwu said, "You don't know any rules, why walk around by yourself?"

...It seems that she has to find another opportunity to bury another [anti-inflammatory drug].

I don’t know how big the [Underground Farm] is?

While waiting for Bing Wu San Wu to draw blood, Lin Sanjiu silently calculated the remaining quantity and coverage of the [anti-inflammatory drug].It is also necessary to expand the coverage area and ensure the effect. Naturally, one cannot be buried casually. The distance between the pills has to be carefully considered; she has to find a way to turn the entire farm on "C" Road , to know the best position...

While she was thinking, Miss She also finished the blood test, which was much faster than Lin Sanjiu.

"You're a bit dangerous," the operator said, glancing at the test cup, "the concentration is just on the critical line."

"That's not too much?" Bingwusanwu asked with luck.

The operator frowned, looked at the faint red and green halo on the inspection cup, and finally got the upper hand out of trouble: "Take another look tomorrow, and be careful yourself. Next."

Bingwusanwu strode towards Lin Sanjiu as if she had escaped a catastrophe; probably thinking about tomorrow's physical examination, she smiled at Lin Sanjiu absent-mindedly, and when the latter was about to leave, she hurriedly said : "Don't go, wait a little longer."

What are you waiting for?
Lin Sanjiu was patient, and turned around again, just in time to see the next woman greet the head of the house.

It turned out that the entire No. 5 house had just been waiting behind the head of the house, Bingwusanwu; every time someone finished the physical examination, Bingwusanwu would introduce each other to Lin Sanjiu—everyone's name was Numbers, to some extent, are convenient for memorization, which is equivalent to numbering the faces of strangers.

Among the remaining four people in House No. 5, three of them's doomsday energy exceeded the standard, and a large tube of blood had to be taken out.

"Really," said the short-haired woman named Bingwusanba, pressing the Band-Aid on her arm, "I have followed the instructions and announced that I have been careful where I can, but I still don't know where the doomsday energy got stuck."

"It's impossible to defend against," another woman who hadn't had her blood drawn smiled wryly, and said, "After all, although the entire farm is underground, it's still in a doomsday world. How can it be completely blocked? Try what I taught you last time." The solution is to add some salt to the water when you rinse your mouth..."

Lin Sanjiu listened silently to Bingwusanba and sighed. "Fortunately, there is a nutritious meal," she sounded almost as if she was describing a dream she had had. "To be honest, I wait for this meal every day. It is my biggest hope."

After seeing the state of the wooden house, Lin Sanjiu really didn't have much confidence in the so-called nutritious meals, especially when she was walking and found that her group had returned to the wooden house.

The other people who had completed the physical examination seemed to be in the cabin as a unit, and none of them walked alone. They flowed into the path between the cabins in groups of three or four, like white foam rising from a sewage channel, shaking and shaking. , it was broken and absorbed into the plank road.

People's ability to adapt is really amazing; after less than an hour, Lin Sanjiu was able to gain a foothold in the wooden house without smelling its stink.

The No. 5 house she "belongs to" is almost the same as the wooden house I have seen before.If I want to say something that makes people feel a little better, it is that the wooden houses where the women live are cleaner, and there are even some weeds placed in the corners, as if they are trying to gather them into a bouquet—it has also withered and turned black. .

"This is Bingwusanjiu... Oh, last Bingwusanjiu's tableware," the head of the house took down two stainless steel bowls and spoons from a wooden shelf at the back of the room. "You take this and wait by the window, someone will come to share the meal soon."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the bowl, and then at the half wall of the wooden house.The rest of the dormmates had already sat down with ease, one by one, holding bowls in their hands, chatting quietly with each other; looking at it now, the height of the half-earth wall was ingenious, like a long table , just enough for people sitting on the ground to put the bowl on and eat directly.

She sat down in the last vacant seat, feeling momentarily in a trance, unreal.

At this time yesterday, she was still sitting on a starship.

When she traveled between the cabins of the spaceship with bright and clean windows in the suspension cabin—because the Exodus was too big, she had to use the suspension cabin instead—these people, who looked no different from her, had warm muscles and blood, and communicated in the same language. Sitting behind a half earth wall, holding a stainless steel bowl covered with mottled water stains, waiting for the spoon to dunk the food in.

No, they seem to be very different from themselves.

Lin Sanjiu looked at Bingwusanba's arm resting on the dirt wall, and felt his lower abdomen shrink.Bingwusanba looked no older than 35 years old, but when he turned his arm, the skin was squeezed into layers of fine lines, as if the skin and flesh were not tight, but empty and loose.There were red pinholes all over the piles of lines; it reminded her of the description of drug addicts she had seen before.

Just as Yu Yuan guessed, a trolley creaked along the path.

The face of a middle-aged woman was vaguely expressionless in the steaming white steam; beside her, bowls floated up and down, and her arms stretched out like branches.

The big spoon was scooped up very quickly, and the wet and sticky food fell into the bowl in lumps, making a "guji" sound.

"Today is this!" Someone said excitedly on the trail in the distance: "This is delicious..."

No one can say that the middle-aged woman who shared the meal was stingy, and the meal, which was as big as a child's head, was dunked into the bowl of C[-] sticky.In addition to the rice, there is even a large spoonful of soup, and the same spoon is served, and the rice grains are still swirling in the soup.

"What is this?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help asking.

Bingwusanba didn't even turn his eyes towards her, and said, "Pepper beef rice."

The next second, she plunged into the rice as if she wished she could bury her face in it.

Looking closer now, Lin Sanjiu found that the reason why it was so sticky was because of the generous amount of oil used; the oil soaked the rice grains, surrounded by vegetable leaves and beef, and the corn grains were distinct.Although it was much better than she had imagined, it was indeed worthy of the word "nutritious meal", but——

She stared at C[-], and for a moment she didn't know what to think.

With an almost vicious and fanatical energy, Bingwusanba stuffed food into his mouth mouthful after mouthful, and he was reluctant to swallow the last mouthful, and his mouth was already torn wide.

If I stretch out my hand now... I'm afraid she will bite a piece of skin off my hand, right?
　This is probably the most turbulent chapter I have written... Now that there is no electricity at home, I am sleepy, tired and worried, and I don't know how the quality is. I will definitely change my mind and write a better chapter...

　
(End of this chapter)