Survival game for all: The max-level boss wins easily everyday!

From the melancholy in his tone, Xiao Jin could tell that the Xiang Lei that Feng Mingyang mentioned should be dead.

However, after his reminder, Xiao Jin did recall it.

But... Feng Mingyang seems to be different from the cheerful boy I remember!

But then Xiao Jin thought that this was normal. After all, they had just come in and were unfamiliar with everything in the survival game.

To put it more clearly, he hasn't received the beating yet.

Feng Mingyang has grown a lot.

It was certainly nice to meet acquaintances, but Xiao Jin and Feng Mingyang were not very sociable people.

So after chatting for a while, Xiao Jin left.

I looked at the time and it was already seven o'clock in the evening, so I just went back to rest.

………………

After opening the door, Xiao Jin's fingers just touched the cold door handle when he keenly caught a slight movement coming from inside the door.

There was a sudden pause in the breath, as if frightened by the sudden noise.

Then the man took a deep breath, and then tried his best to lower his breathing sound, trying to blend into the quiet environment around him.

Xiao Jin's lips curled up, and he thought to himself: Quite alert!

She no longer hesitated and pushed hard, and the door of the live broadcast room opened with a slight "creaking" sound.

Inside the door, Duan Ziyue was sitting in the distance, not daring to put down the dagger in his hand.

Until the moment she saw Xiao Jin, Duan Ziyue's eyes lit up instantly, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and there was a hint of joy in her voice that was difficult to conceal: "You're back."

Then, Duan Ziyue's gaze inadvertently fell on the bag of food in Xiao Jin's hand.

The alluring color faintly emanating from the bag and the hot scent wafting out of it were like an invisible hook, arousing her long-hidden hunger.

Duan Ziyue's throat rolled unconsciously and he swallowed subconsciously. It smelled so good.

Just then, an even more embarrassing thing happened.

Duan Ziyue's stomach made a gurgling sound as if in protest, which sounded particularly harsh in the silent room.

Duan Ziyue's face turned red instantly, and she suddenly covered her stomach with her hands, her eyes full of embarrassment and shyness.

If there was a crack in the ground in front of her, she would definitely crawl into it immediately.

Seeing this, Xiao Jin's smile became even brighter.

She gently shook the bag of food in her hand: "Come and eat."

Duan Ziyue giggled: "So you went to look for something to eat? Thank you, brother."

Xiao Jin didn't explain, she said yes then.

Duan Ziyue rushed into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. Then she hurriedly shook off the water droplets on her hands, almost trotted back to the dining table, and sat down on the chair.

That impatience was as if he had been hungry for several years.

However, when Duan Ziyue glanced at the table expectantly and saw what was on it, her expression froze instantly.

Duan Ziyue's eyes suddenly widened, and her neck stretched forward involuntarily: "No way! Braised prawns, spicy grilled fish, pine nut corn? This... is this true?"

She murmured, her voice full of disbelief.

The braised prawns are bright in color, with tempting sauce hanging on the shrimp shells. The spicy grilled fish exudes a spicy aroma, the fish skin is baked golden and crispy, the pine nuts and corn grains are distinct and colorful, and just looking at them makes people's appetites grow.

Which of these dishes is worthy of being eaten by a person like her who is wandering outside in the end times?

There is no shortage of staple food either. In addition to rice, there are also plump white dumplings. The iced sour plum soup is served in a transparent glass bottle with fine water droplets hanging on the wall of the bottle, exuding a hint of coolness.

Duan Ziyue's eyes wandered around the dining table, and an indescribable shock surged in his heart.

The words came out of his mouth directly: "You are not going to find food, you are going to make it!"

But then Duan Ziyue felt a surge of shame in her heart. She really deserved to die!

Duan Ziyue really couldn't imagine how Xiao Jin could prepare such a "luxurious" dinner in such a short time.

Just imagine how difficult it is to find these ingredients nowadays.

Supermarkets, residential buildings, hotels, which place is not crowded with zombies.

Duan Ziyue lowered her head silently. She was really useless. Not only did she need her little brother to protect her, but she also had to trouble him to cook for her.

Seeing the child's expression change suddenly several times, Xiao Jin picked up the rice expressionlessly: "Why are you in a daze? Eat quickly."

After thinking for a while, Xiao Jin added: "I don't like to make do. I also need to eat."

But no matter what she said, Duan Ziyue had already decided that Xiao Jin was taking care of her. She thought to herself as she ate.

I must not let my little brother down. I must eat it all...

After dinner, the two of them quickly tidied up the messy bed and the slightly messy sofa.

Duan Ziyue's gaze moved around the small live broadcast room and finally fell on the single bed.

"You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa." She voluntarily gave up her bed and threw her small schoolbag on it.

Xiao Jin was slightly stunned, but she didn't hesitate and walked straight to the bed and lay down gently.

Her body was instantly wrapped by the soft mattress. She turned her head to look at Duan Ziyue, only to see that she was struggling to curl herself up into the sofa which was obviously too small.

The sofa in the live broadcast room is very small. Duan Ziyue, who is only about 1.6 meters tall, can only curl up on the sofa in an extremely awkward posture, with her calves hanging outside the armrests of the sofa and her body tightly pressed against the edge of the sofa.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and it was obvious that this sleeping position was not comfortable.

However, in this state, in just five minutes, Xiao Jin heard regular breathing sounds coming from not far away.

Duan Ziyue fell asleep.

In the entire live broadcast room, there was no other sound except Duan Ziyue's even breathing.

Duan Ziyue didn't sleep in the cafeteria last night. Not only her, but everyone else did the same.

Everyone was so terrified that their minds were in a mess. How could they possibly sleep?

But tonight was different, Xiao Jin gave her enough sense of security.

And this time, Duan Ziyue slept until dawn.

Xiao Jin swore that she definitely didn't hear any of the gunfire or fighting sounds last night.

When Duan Ziyue opened her eyes in the morning, she found that she was lying on a small bed, and Xiao Jin was standing by the window with a telescope in his hand.

Duan Ziyue quickly got up, but as soon as she stood up, she felt sore all over and her face wrinkled.

Hiss~ It’s numb!

[Happy New Year, my dears. May your life and career be prosperous in the new year. May you have good luck and make a fortune in the new year! (*^▽^*)]