The Doomsday Chef

Chapter 290 Missing
She remembered that when she first entered the campus, the gun was intended to shoot them, otherwise there would be no sense of crisis.

Coupled with the murderous aura on that man last night, it seemed more like he had been in a zombie-infested world for a long time.

What is the reason that made him lock on the goal of campus?

It doesn't make sense for mere shelter, but for supplies, it seems to be a little more reasonable.

Outside the tent next door, Jiang Yulian and Ding Yan could hear the conversation. Su Mo withdrew his thoughts and listened attentively.

It turned out that after a night of struggle, only one of the several supernatural beings who were seriously injured yesterday died, and it was the spiritual supernatural being.

Although it was sad, this was already a good result. Ding Yan came here specially to deliver milk powder cans to Jiang Yulian, because he knew that they had spatial abilities, and they lacked nothing, except milk powder.

Lu Chen half closed his eyes, his voice was slightly hoarse, "What are you doing?"

Su Mo looked up, "You're awake."

"Yeah..." He squeezed the space between his brows, sat up with the sheets propped up, Su Mo got up after him, the two got dressed, opened the curtain and walked out.

After washing up casually, the snow outside has stopped.

Downstairs, there were some noisy voices, mostly shouts of joy.

The temperature inside the tube began to climb.

Lu Chen went to see He Fei's injury again, and after saying that he was fine, he led Su Mo to leave, but he stopped him.

"Are you two husband and wife?"

When he asked this question, Su Mo turned his head and nodded first, and answered "Yes" without hesitation.

He Fei had already felt the indistinct coldness from Lu Chen, he smiled with a white face, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to say, you really match each other".

Su Mo smiled, "Thank you."

The coldness on Lu Chen's body warmed up, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Yulian was finally willing to carry the child out of the tent, with two cans of milk powder under her arm for Lu Chen to put away first.

Li Qian's promotion is not over yet. The process from the third level to the fourth level is the same as Su Mo's promotion, and it is extraordinarily long.

A group of people went downstairs and found that several teachers were cooking Chinese food for everyone.

Seeing them coming, Ding Yan quickly arranged for them to sit down.

Because of Lu Chen's anger yesterday, these students stayed away from them, with a trace of fear on their faces.

"It's just in time for you to come. At noon, we used flour to make some noodles, and we ate some together," Ding Yan said enthusiastically.

Zhao Changsheng asked, "Isn't it just one meal a day?"

Ding Yan glanced at her, turned his eyes around the group of students next to him, approached them and said in a low voice, "Our supernatural users need to supplement nutrition, but after all, we should pay attention to fairness among classmates, so we will give each one a bowl." ".

"You still pay attention to fairness now?" Zhao Changsheng's tone was exaggerated.

Su Mo glanced at her, and she shut up.

"Thank you." Su Mo took the initiative to thank Ding Yan, "and the milk powder."

He waved his hand and walked away a few steps.

"Momo, why don't you let me tell?" Zhao Changsheng was still aggrieved.

Su Mo looked at the carefree students who were talking to each other, and said softly, "They have always done this, and if you say it, it will only make people think you are selfish and make you unhappy."

In the apocalypse, disregarding other people's private affairs is the right choice.

Ling Ye nodded in agreement like a little adult, Zhao Changsheng didn't say anything.

Su Mo looked at the thermometer on the pillar on the first floor. The temperature in the room had climbed to -5 degrees Celsius at this time, and there was a flyover in just one night.

"The snow will melt soon, when should we leave?" she asked Lu Chen.

The man glanced at the still thick snow outside and said, "I've been waiting for two days."

After the noodles were cooked, the teachers immediately brought up several large bowls full of them, and the next ones were for the students.

They lined up to receive the noodles, each with green eyes. For them, a meal of noodles made of flour is already a luxury in this situation.

"Teacher Ding, Peng Xin seems to have disappeared!" A student holding a bowl suddenly stood in front of Ding Yan with a flustered expression.

Ding Yan immediately found someone to take his place to share the noodles, and pulled him aside, "What did you say? You've looked for it all?"

"Yes, it's just such a big place. I searched all over the upper and lower floors, but there is nothing."

"Last night, I didn't see him"

Ding Yan blew his beard and stared angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier! Walk around and find some classmates to go and have a look."

When Su Mo got the noodles, Ding Yan led the people away in a hurry, and she didn't miss their conversation.

Back at her seat, she picked up the noodles in the bowl, and there were some canned diced meat in it, a little salty and oily, and she pushed it to Lu Chen before taking a few bites, "I'm full."

The man couldn't refuse and said, "Eat some more."

Su Mo pursed his mouth, picked up his chopsticks and ate a few more mouthfuls. The noodle had no taste at all, and there was not much salt and oil, which were precious things.

If possible, she would like to cook a big pot meal for them.

Surrounded by the sound of sucking noodles.

On the one hand, Jiang Yulian, who was holding the child, was not very used to eating, but she finished eating without any complaints.

Ding Yan led the students from the second floor to the first floor, but Peng Xin was still missing.

He stood among the students and shouted, "Where was the last time you saw Pengxin?! Does anyone know?!"

Whispering around, several students said that the last time they saw him was still in the venue.

People evaporate out of thin air?
This is obviously impossible, so Su Mo took the opportunity to put down his chopsticks and handed the bowl to Lu Chen, saying softly: "Without the spiritual powers, we are really like blind people, and no one can find them."

Li Qian was still promoted, and the only psychic in this gym died this morning.

The man glanced at her, took her bowl of noodles and ate it without changing his expression.

Next to him, Zhao Changsheng put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, "It's such a big place. Could it be that this person sneaked out yesterday and froze to death?"

Su Mo shook his head, "That's impossible."

At this time, several students stood up after whispering to each other, "When we went to the toilet yesterday, we found that a toilet door on the first floor was locked. Is it possible?".

Ding Yan immediately led the people to the toilet, with a bit of disbelief on his face, "Why did he lock himself in the toilet for nothing?"

Hearing them going away, Su Mo glanced out of the window and found a figure walking over in the snow.

"Lu Chen..." She tugged at Lu Chen's sleeve.

The man turned his eyes, and when he saw the figure outside, he said softly, "Have you finished eating?"

"En." Su Mo glanced at the three who had already put down their chopsticks and nodded.

Lu Chen stood up, patted his pants, "Let's go up."

In this way, he didn't intend to have too much involvement with that person, Su Mo stood up holding Ling Ye's hand according to his words.

(End of this chapter)