Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

As a former third-year junior high school student, according to the date, Moze should have passed the high school entrance examination and entered high school.To be able to sweat in the lobby of the four-star guest house in city c, amidst the blood stains all over the place, it's okay to say that others don't believe it, Moze feels that he will not believe that he is actually doing this.

When cleaning the internal organs, it took Moze a long time to successfully remove the four stomachs of the cow from the abdominal cavity, while the other organs were directly absorbed without even looking at them.Even when making beef offal, Moser doesn't want those organs that can be delicious but have an inexplicable appearance to enter the soup.

Picking off the tendon from the beef leg, Moze thought for a while, and then used the huge head of the cow to replenish the energy he lost by absorbing it.

Cutting beef with a simulated saw blade is a very laborious task even if the cow is dead.Of course, there are things to be happy about... The simulated saw blade and knife are much sharper than the kitchen knife at home.

Thinking back to those few times when he suddenly wanted to make braised beef in brown sauce, he felt the pain of cutting meat with a knife, Moze glanced at the cold dagger in his hand, and raised the corners of his mouth.

All the blood stained on his body was absorbed by the tentacles, and his body was not as clean as a butcher who cuts meat.

The sun in April is still very hot at noon.However, with the help of tentacles and daggers, Moser, who had completely regarded the cow as a practice object, finally chopped the beef into fine pieces before the excitement passed.

Since I promised Alex, let him eat as much as I want, anyway, I want to eat meat...

Recalling the beef porridge his parents stewed when he was at home, Moze couldn't help salivating.The delicious and rich taste seemed to return to the mouth again, smash it to the lips, Moze looked at the piles of meat in front of him resignedly, let the dagger rotate in his hand, and nailed it hard In a pile of meat.

Skeleton... I don't know if they like to drink bone soup, the soup stewed with beef bones should not be bad in taste.

Sitting down on the dusty sofa in the hotel lobby, Moze coughed twice in disgust due to the aroused dust, put on the hood and fell sideways on the sofa.

There are flies flying around the piece of meat in the field of vision. No infected person dares to come and find a prototype body. Hunter... It seems that I haven't seen one since I came back. Maybe I can sleep for a while or something?

Thinking of this, Moze glanced at Yuan, who had long been sleeping in the consciousness space, and curled up on the soft but dirty sofa.The body's temperature adjustment made Moze close his eyes comfortably, but his body spontaneously threw out three tentacles, which precisely hit the bodies of the three flies.

"Moze, don't you bother with them?" Although his eyes were closed, Yuan frowned, looking extraordinarily cute.

"It's so noisy!" Turning over, Yuan put the quilt over his head, like a child throwing a tantrum...or so he was.

"Yuan, I seem to know why those people in the hall always call me handsome guy, you are really handsome." Sitting by the bed, Mo Ze teased Yuan who was full of disgust for him.

"Don't be convulsed, okay! Isn't I just what you looked like when you were a child! Don't be so shameless when you praise yourself!" As if Moze felt that he wanted to say more, his left hand, which was originally stuffed under the quilt, also stretched out and grabbed Clinging to the pillow she was resting on, she slapped Moze hard on the face.

"I'm angry about getting up! You also had it when you were a child! Why don't you remember! You're so annoying now! Get out!" Angrily, he threw all the quilts and pillows on the bed at Moze, until the entire consciousness space was quiet, Then he fell back heavily on the bed, recreated a set of bedding, and fell asleep angrily.

In reality, Moze suddenly sat up from the sofa, and after taking a few deep breaths, he realized that there were no pillows and quilts thrown at him, but two more clothes.One dark blue and one light gray.

It was Chen Simeng and Leng Yan.

The air was filled with a strong meaty smell, mixed with the unique smoke of firewood burning, which gave Moze the illusion that he was still at his grandparents' house in S city.At that time, every cooking was smoky like now, and the air was filled with a touch of warmth.

Slowly propped up, the blood stains on the ground have been washed away, and the bright sunshine has long been replaced by darkness.Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel lobby and the steam rising from the pots, the glow in the distant sky seems to dissipate as long as it is blown lightly. The light blue makes Moze, who has only seen the red sunset glow, start to doubt own eyes.

I always feel that when I fall asleep this time, and wake up again, everything I see has changed.

Leng Yan was digging garlic with mud, Chen Simeng couldn't stop, and another boy who was about his height gave a plate of meat to a tall and strong man.Alex, on the other hand, took a pinch of salt and sprinkled it in each small pot like a chef inspecting his work.

"Well, who is the part-time chef? No one called me up." Although it is not clear why the afternoon passed after arguing with Yuan in the consciousness space, Moze still wants to know why he asked himself to cook beef Alex actually didn't wake himself up.

"Coldly say that master, you will be very upset if you are woken up, so we will do it directly with Kalian and the others, is it okay?" Chen Simeng handed the iron bowl full of red meat and translucent meat tendons to the big one in his hand. Karen, who was busy in front of the pot, heard Karen say indignantly: "I thought I was called here for something, so it was hard work!"

"Where are Wan Xinyu and Chen Luoyu? Are you worried about them?"

"Of course not!" Karen glanced back at Moze. Although he didn't say anything, Moze still felt full of disgust.

"We are here. There is no running water. It is troublesome to wash dishes. Here, the potatoes you want." Handing six warm and cold potatoes that were still dripping with water to Mo Ze, Wan Xinyu snapped her fingers and stabbed Sitting on the sofa, I looked forward to saying: "I am a female man who can't cook like you guys, I just wait for you to cook it. Oh, by the way, there is noodles under the counter over there, I think Eating noodles."

"Cook it if you have noodles." Unconsciously scratching his head, after throwing the potatoes to Kalian, Mo Ze, who walked to the counter, realized why Wan Xinyu couldn't cook the noodles directly.The noodles she said were flour.

"...Forget it, bring that useless iron pot over there! I'll make noodles!" Originally, it was agreed to make beef, but now that Karen has settled the matter, besides making noodles, I seem to There was nothing else to do.

Under the violent dismantling of Alex and Leng Yan, the cattle skeleton became disconnected pieces in the soup pot. After adding black pepper, green onion and ginger, the fragrant smell was also rising and bursting in the bubbles gush.

Cut the reconciled noodles into strips and throw them into the boiling soup pot, which is the authentic beef noodles. As for the ingredients.Braised beef, stewed beef, and stir-fried beef are optional, and you can eat as much as you want.

While Moze was still imagining the taste of noodles, a smooth and cold object was stuck to his back.The temperature belonging to metal is particularly obvious at night in City C, which can already be regarded as early summer.

"Insulated rice bucket, I found it in the warehouse of the supermarket. Do you want to give it to your parents?" Leng Yan held four more in his other hand, shaking them gently, as if waiting for Moze's answer, but his face The expression is positive.

"You know again! Sure enough, you are the person who knows me best!"

"Moze, how long will you stew the Huaxia stew?" Alex seemed to be unable to bear the desire to taste a piece of fragrant stew, but unfortunately, the answer given by Moze this time, splashed Alex of cold water.

"It's not enough. You should have stewed it at two or three o'clock in the afternoon. It's only six o'clock now, and the aroma hasn't come out yet! If you can stew it until tomorrow morning, you will know the aroma! By then, where can you find it?" So many dead branches?"

As soon as these words came out, Moze felt at least four different eyes on him.

Helpless, disgusted, surprised, unbelievable.

No way, Moze realized how idiotic his question was.

Sure enough, Kallen, who was still stir-frying the beef and Chinese kale, glanced back, then turned her attention to the firewood under the frying pan, and hurriedly shouted: "Add fire! We must stir-fry here!"

Chen Simeng approached Mo Ze tentatively, and reminded in a low voice: "Master, because of the missiles, many trees have died. It hasn't rained recently, and the branches have already dried up."

"Ok, I know!"