The people who had agreed to be on the night watch woke up and it was bright. Su Tang got up and put on his clothes in a daze. He wanted to wash his face only to find that the water supply in the hotel had long been stopped. Not only the water, but even the electricity had completely stopped. I arrived hundreds of years ago when there was no electricity, no water, no oil.

She yawned and found a pack of wet wipes from the suitcase. The cold temperature covered her cheeks and quickly cleared her drowsiness, and her normal thinking logic returned to her brain.

Zhuo Qingwei wasn't there?

Su Tang threw the wet wipes aside, and subconsciously went out to look for them, but when she reached the door, she suddenly woke up. She wondered uncertainly, did she rely too much on Zhuo Qingwei?

Su Tang didn't know what was going on with her either. The first person she saw after losing her memory was Zhuo Qingwei, and the person who stood in front of her and protected her from the wind and rain was Zhuo Qingwei. My heart is still full of dependence and trust on this woman, and every time I hear her mentioning my past self, I feel extremely uncomfortable.

But... the instinct of the body seems to be clamoring for danger all the time, to stay away from Zhuo Qingwei, far away, even she doesn't want to admit it, her instinct seems to be full of malice towards Zhuo Qingwei...

So, what was the past between her and Zhuo Qingwei like?

"Wake up?" Zhuo Qingwei was quite surprised to see her standing in a daze when she opened the door and entered the room.

Su Tang pouted, "If you don't get up, you can still stay in bed."

Zhuo Qingwei: "..."

In the past few decades, I have never seen you get up before noon.

Seeing Su Tang's obviously dissatisfied expression, she wisely did not tell the truth, but changed the subject and said, "I have already found out the details of the group that came last night. There are people with supernatural powers and ordinary people. They want to Hurry up to the base in Mingzhou."

"It's only been a few days since the end of the world, and the base was built so quickly?" Su Tang wondered, "Sure enough, they are all talents, and they have adapted to such a life so quickly."

"What do you want for breakfast, millet porridge or wontons?"

"Millet porridge." Su Tang looked at her sincerely, "Can I eat it?"

"can."

Zhuo Qingwei dropped two words, found a bag of millet and two bottles of mineral water from the suitcase, turned and walked out of the room.

Su Tang looked back at the light tubes in the room. The power was still off. She ran out curiously and followed Zhuo Qingwei to see what she could do.

There are more than a dozen men, women and children gathered in the lobby of the hotel. They sit together to encourage each other. Their messy hair covers their cheeks, and their faces and expressions cannot be seen clearly, but they wear the same thick cotton clothes. Get scratched when you are a zombie, because as long as you are scratched by a zombie, you will either die or become a new zombie.

Zhuo Qingwei looked around and walked straight to a man hiding in the corner. Su Tang leaned over curiously and listened to her, "Mr. It's an electric power user, right?"

The man raised his head slightly, was slightly taken aback when he saw Zhuo Qingwei's face, then stood up straight and said, "For me, what's the matter?

Zhuo Qingwei nodded, "I have a small matter to ask for your help."

"You speak."

Zhuo Qingwei led the two of them into the hotel's kitchen. The doors and windows of the spacious room were open, and the sunlight poured in from the inside, making it look very bright.

She pointed to the rice cooker in the kitchen and said, "Mr. Huo, please hold the handle of the rice cooker and input a small amount of current to it. The force should not be too strong. It is best to do it gradually."

After the words had been spoken, both Su Tang and the man suddenly looked strange.

The man maintained his demeanor facing the beautiful woman, muttering to himself, but on the surface he still took a step forward and tried according to her words. The weak electric current jumped through his fingertips, and was slowly input into the kitchen utensils through his hands, sending out "Ziz" sound.

Not long after, there was a buzzing sound, and the button on the electric cooker turned on automatically, indicating that it was cooking.

Su Tang was dumbfounded, "Is this okay?"

The man who accomplished this feat was also flustered in the wind, "It turns out that electricity-type abilities can still be used in this way, so in this world with insufficient power supply, wouldn't people with electricity-type abilities be going to make a fortune?"

Zhuo Qingwei ignored the two of them, poured the mineral water and millet into the rice cooker roughly, stirred it randomly, then covered it, and waited for the millet porridge to cook.

Even though it was not the first time seeing Zhuo Qingwei cooking, Su Tang was still stunned by her simple and rough painting style.

Even if she loses her memory and doesn't know how to cook, she thinks she won't be as rough as Zhuo Qingwei when cooking, she's just a kitchen killer, okay?

But some hot porridge is good now, Su Tang forced herself to divert her attention, she looked at Mr Huo who was muttering next to her, and started to approach with the little Liujiu in her heart, "Mr Huo, your ability is good Practical."

Being complimented by the beautiful woman, he looked a little embarrassed, and quickly waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, if the electricity system can be used in this way, then of course the fire system can also be used for cooking and skewers, the water system can also be used to quench thirst and bathe, and the space system can also be used. It can be used to store food...wait a minute! This idea is not bad, if you form a survival team, you can live well even in the last days!"

Su Tang's eyes were also brightened, "This idea is good. Gathering together the supernatural beings from all major departments will not only guarantee everyone's life, but also open a small restaurant to make a fortune in the last days. By the way, I have been reading novels of the last days these days." , What kind of portable space is there, and you can grow melons and beans in it, Mr. Huo, how big is the existence of this kind of space?"

"Just call me Huo Ming." Huo Ming waved his hand, and chatted with her enthusiastically, "Even the end of the world exists, and portable space may not be impossible. Maybe there will be more and better skills in the future, yes What kind of power do you have, girl?"

"I don't have supernatural powers." Su Tang said, "Just call me Su Tang. I haven't awakened supernatural powers, but I know martial arts." After she finished speaking, she waved the long sword on her body to show Huo Ming.

"Oh." Huo Ming nodded, having discovered the most unscientific things, it is not unacceptable for another martial arts master to come out.

"Dangdang!"

A bowl of hot millet porridge fell on the table, Zhuo Qingwei stared at the two of them expressionlessly, "It's time to eat."

The gloomy expression made Su Tang tremble. She stayed away from Huo Ming obediently, walked up to Zhuo Qingwei and sat down, and praised with a shy face, "Thank you Weiwei, Weiwei is a good cook... art."

Looking at the appalling porridge that looked like rice paste, Su Tang barely spit out the last word with a weak face, and the hand that held the bowl and the spoon could not move for a long time.

If you drink like this, will you really not have diarrhea?

Compared to her worries, Huo Ming was much calmer.

As the biggest contributor to the meal, he naturally sat on the other side of the table, took the rice porridge that Zhuo Qingwei handed over, thanked him, blew on the hot air on it, and drank it one mouthful at a time.

His posture is elegant, as if in front of him is not a bowl of porridge made by a kitchen killer, but shark fin bird's nest made by a five-star chef. Taste slowly, chew slowly, and the bowl of porridge will be drained after a while.

Seeing that he drank with relish, Su Tang followed suit and took a sip, his face was filled with indescribable words.

The hot aroma soon drifted into the distance, and soon a group of people gathered around, the leader of the scarred man was full of surprise, "Huo Ming, have you cooked?"

After Huo Ming finished his porridge, he nodded modestly, "Thanks to Miss Zhuo's good method, I controlled the current input into the kitchen utensils, and then successfully powered the kitchen."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a girl next to him grabbed another girl and shouted: "Zhiyu, don't you have water abilities, so can your water be used for drinking?"

The girl whose cheeks were stained very dirty by the mud had an innocent look on her face, "I haven't tried it, why don't you try it?"

After all, she found a rice bowl, filled it with water with forceful control abilities, shook her head in frustration and said, "I can finally stimulate this little water now."

Huo Ming saw it, and replied with concern, "It's almost the same as me. I just controlled the rice cooker once, and all my abilities were exhausted."

Are current abilities so weak?

Su Tang tilted her head and looked at Zhuo Qingwei. She remembered that when the road was surrounded by zombies, Zhuo Qingwei casually let out a fierce fire and burned the zombies completely. It took a long time for the flames to go out.

The leader of the scarred man is obviously the boss of this small team. When he heard Huo Ming say that his ability energy was exhausted, he immediately became dissatisfied. Now you still say that the battery is out and you want to starve me? I don’t care, hurry up and generate electricity!”

Zhuo Qingwei frowned in disgust. He packed up the remaining rice porridge and took Su Tang out of the kitchen. Before leaving, he said to Huo Ming, "I owe you a favor today. If there is anything that needs the two of us, just ask."

A thin and small man suddenly stood in front of her, his hoarse voice could not conceal the sharpness, "You can go, leave Xiaomi behind!"

Su Tang sneered, pulled Zhuo Qingwei behind him, took advantage of being a head taller than the man, kicked the man and flew two meters away, the sharp sword in his hand quickly unsheathed, and swept around one by one Wherever the sharp gaze went, everyone avoided, "Who wants to rob, come and try!"

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