Go back to the apocalypse and pick up a villain to be a boss

Chapter 55 Cold Water Oatmeal
The entire cell was dead silent again, and several people were sleeping.

After an unknown amount of time, the cell door was opened again.

The loud sound of unlocking the lock awakened everyone who was asleep.

Qu Moheng originally thought that he would see another miserable situation like the group of helpers in Area C who trampled on their own bodies in order to compete for food, but the treatment in Area B was obviously different.

The man who delivered the food didn't look at them at all. He put ten disposable plastic bowls on the ground, locked the door and left.

Picking up the plastic bowl, I realized that it was filled with vomit-like oatmeal that had been randomly brewed in cold water.

No need to think about it, if you drink this bowl of mush, it will definitely not taste good.

But seeing the group of people licking up all the cold water in the plastic bowl after two or three sips, Qu Moheng immediately followed suit and started drinking.

What an interesting prison!
After the end of the world, the prisoners actually classified the captured supernatural beings into different levels and treated them differently.

Just like a company, the more you work, the more you get, the stronger the ability, the better the treatment.

It was late at night, she closed her eyes and began to rest.

Thinking about it carefully, she seemed to have not rested for a long time.

Even though she had experienced it once in the previous life and gained enough experience, the arrival of the end of the world still put pressure on her virtually.

The feeling of dancing on the Death Scythe, no matter how many times you do it, is still terrifying.

Early the next morning, Qu Moheng, who had always been a light sleeper, felt the people around her move, and she immediately opened her eyes.

Everyone is getting ready, some are tying their shoelaces, and some are doing preparatory exercises with substandard postures.

Qu Moheng also sat up, secretly spread a thin layer of blue water in the space on the palm of his hand, wiped his face as if it had been washed.

The man who followed the shift happened to be the low-voiced brother, and he took them all outside the prison, to the place where a van was parked.

All ten of them were carried to a relatively safe street 9.7 kilometers away.

After Chen Zhijian got down, he assigned: "Okay, let's start grouping now. The old rule is that three people form a group, and the extra person can join a group randomly."

He just finished speaking, except for Qu Moheng, everyone automatically stood together three by three.

You can't let Qu Moheng go out to do the mission by himself, right?

Although she not only has a second-level lightning attribute ability, but also has superb fighting ability, it is still far from being able to single-handedly collect supplies easily in the perilous end of the world.

Chen Zhijian asked: "Which group would like to add one more person?"

As soon as he said this, almost everyone lowered their heads subconsciously, avoiding his gaze.

Just kidding, this newcomer has a fair and sweet face. At first glance, he looks like the kind of young lady who was pampered and raised before the end of the world. She is the most aggressive when she doesn't understand anything.

If there is an emergency and she attracts more zombies because she is afraid of screaming, then the whole team will suffer!

No one dared to bet his life with her.

After scanning back and forth a few times, Chen Zhijian pointed to He Zhilan's group, which is recognized as the strongest in Area B: "She will go out with you on missions these days."

Before He Zhilan herself said anything, her teammates immediately lowered their faces: "We are enough for a team of three, there is no need to add an extra oil bottle."

　It is not easy to write a book, not to mention that I still have a main business, and I have to squeeze out time to write it. I hope everyone can vote for me~

　　


(End of this chapter)