Dark Civilization

Chapter Two: The Days Without Bamboo Leaves

Dozens of pieces of base meat are equivalent to hunting hundreds of zombies to get it!

There was a hint of shock in Bai Long's eyes. He clearly knew how difficult zombies are to kill. The four of them hunted all morning and dealt with them cautiously. They were almost surrounded by zombies a few times, and only killed seventy or eighty zombies in total. But Ye Chen hunted four or five hundred heads by himself, equivalent to five times theirs!

Sure enough, it's not human. Bai Long sighed, shaking his head helplessly.

At this time, Yue Heng and Zhuge Fan who were beside them also saw a large pile of base meat in the bag, and they were shocked. Yue Heng was better, he knew how powerful Ye Chen was, so he calmed down quickly. But Zhuge Fan was shocked, looked at Ye Chen in disbelief, and said in astonishment: How is it possible...

Ye Chen didn't say any more, and suddenly smelled the smell of food, and couldn't help wondering: Who cooks today?

Bai Long and the others looked at each other with strange expressions, and said, Ye Zhu is sick, and Mo Feng said that today's meals will be made by him.

Ye Chen was taken aback for a moment, and said, Can he cook?

Probably, maybe, maybe, maybe... yes? Bai Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling that even he didn't believe himself, and Zhuge Fan and Yue Heng who were beside him seemed to realize something, and their whole bodies shuddered.

Ding Ding!

There was a sudden knock in the kitchen.

Ye Chen and the others looked at each other, filed in, walked into the kitchen, and immediately saw Mo Feng filling a bowl for himself, walking towards the dining 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 to fill a bowl of rice, and Bailong and others, a total of five people surrounded the table.

It was quiet.

Ye Chen looked at a dark thing on a plate in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and finally picked it up with his chopsticks under the watchful eyes of Bai Long and others.

Click!

The chopsticks are broken!

There was a complete silence.

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

Mo Feng expressionless, said: Winter melon!

Pfft! Several people spurted blood one after another. How hard is this wax gourd to break chopsticks?

Ye Chen glanced at the other plate, there was a dark round slice inside, exuding a burnt smell, he changed a new pair of chopsticks, picked a little, finally tore off a small piece with great difficulty, and threw it into his mouth , the expression froze instantly.

Bai Long and the others looked at it without daring to breathe.

After a while, Ye Chen swallowed slowly, his expression returned to indifference, he waved his hand, and said, Eat. As he spoke, he buried his head in his meal and didn't extend his chopsticks to the table.

Is this edible? Bailong looked suspiciously at the plate of dark round slices, and asked Mo Feng curiously, What is this?

Fried eggs. Mo Feng remained expressionless.

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

Whoosh!

The next moment, with the speed of a rocket, he rushed into the kitchen sink and vomited. Hearing the hysterical vomiting, it seemed as if he had eaten something more disgusting than earthworms, which made Zhuge Fan and Yue Heng shudder. Almost fell to the ground.

Cuckoo... Yue Heng swallowed, glanced at the four plates of dishes that were so dark, he didn't have the courage to try it anymore, glanced at the only soup that could still be seen, and thought to himself, soup There can be no problem, right?

He drank a spoonful.

puff!

As soon as the soup entered his mouth, it spurted out. The next moment, he also rushed into the kitchen and vomited desperately.

Zhuge Fan broke out in cold sweat, his hands and feet were cold, and he felt so wronged that he was crying.

A meal of lunch passed in such a hurry.

In the afternoon, everyone still started hunting zombies. Ye Chen, Mo Feng and a group left the research institute and walked to the wilderness streets. Let everyone clean up the buildings one by one to prevent encountering powerful monsters on the street.

Fortunately, nothing bad happened this afternoon. The most dangerous one was when he encountered a zombie dog with the strength of 60 people in the building. After a fight, Ye Chen was torn out of his body. After a few wounds, he finally used the Phantom Knife to kill the zombie dog!

Although he had used the Phantom Knife in the morning, the meridians in his arm were damaged, and he could no longer use it in a few days, but he has two arms.

But to deal with the zombie dog, Ye Chen did not use the phantom ten knives, but only used five afterimages to kill the zombie dog!

With Ye Chen's joining, the group's speed of hunting zombies has obviously increased a lot, and they managed to get three pieces of base meat in one afternoon, which is undoubtedly a bumper harvest!

At night, the cold moon hangs high.

When the group returned to the research institute, Ye Chen rinsed the outside with tap water before turning and walking into the living room. Although the afternoon was very fruitful, after returning, Bailong and the others were worried.

Who's cooking tonight?

What do you say?

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

I think so.

Unfortunately, Ye Zhu fell ill, I really miss her craftsmanship.

Bai Long and the others sighed one after another, wishing that Ye Zhu would wake up immediately.

Ye Chen washed it, changed into clean clothes, looked at them strangely, and said, You three big men, don't you know how to cook?

Bai Long coughed lightly, and said: You know, how can a handsome and unrestrained man like me cook in the kitchen? It's such a waste of talents, this is not allowed by the country!

Yue Heng glanced at him, and didn't bother to pay attention.

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

Ye Chen sighed, walked into the kitchen, and tied up the apron.

What are you doing? Bai Long and the others asked in alarm.

Ye Chen rolled his eyes, Of course it's for cooking and eating, isn't it waiting to die?

You can?

impossible?

I have a bad feeling...

The three were suspicious for a while.

Ye Chen didn't bother to pay attention, and went into the kitchen to wash the stored food, and after half an hour, everything was ready.

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

Bailong and the others walked into the restaurant one after another after hearing the words, and glanced at the three dishes and one soup on the table, they saw that each of them was colorful, compared to Mo Feng's blackness, it was hard to know how much better it was , looking at Ye Chen like they wanted to see a monster.

Not hungry? Then I'll eat it all. Ye Chen speeded up.

Depend on!

Save some for me!

Those five eggs, why did you eat two of them!!

Several people hurriedly grabbed their seats and started to move quickly. After eating, they realized that Ye Chen's cooking skills were better than Ye Zhu's, and they all burst into tears.

This meal, there was not even a little soup left, and they all lay on the sofa with their stomachs patted, their faces full of happiness and comfort.

Ye Chen started to clean up the dishes. At this moment, Zhuge Fan came over, and the boy whispered, Let me do it.

Ye Chen casually said, No need.

Zhuge Fan was silent for a while, and then said: I can't help you with anything, just leave this trivial matter to me!

Ye Chen looked up at him, eyes flashed, nodded slightly, patted his shoulder, turned and left the restaurant, and walked to the basement.

After Mo Feng finished his meal, he came here and was debugging something.

Ye Chen walked over, looked around, and said casually, What are you doing?

Research, Mo Feng's answer was always so short.

What are you studying?

The solution to the 'drug'.

What's the 'drug'?

Virus.

Ye Chen glanced at him, Have you not given 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 any more questions, but glanced at the genetically modified meat in the huge test tube next to him, and said, When will it all be refined into genetic medicine?

Mo Feng said: Tonight.

Ye Chen nodded. The base meat collected for so many days can be distributed after being refined, so that everyone can be promoted.