On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

After eating, Qing Huai hugged the cat to bid farewell to Osamu Dazai, and returned to the room on the third floor.

The little milk cat is estimated to be only two or three months old, and it is difficult to live in the middle of winter.Qinghuai made a temporary nest for the kitten with a newly purchased towel, and after staring at the cat to fall asleep, she also went to bed with a fluttering face.

He was so sleepy that he fell asleep immediately after his head touched the pillow.

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The thick branches brushed a bloodstain on his cheek, the wind howled, the eardrums and blood vessels continued to burst, all he could hear was the dizzy buzzing and the loud noise from the huge tree behind him smashing into pieces.

The instinct engraved in his bones helped him avoid all obstacles and gallop between thorns and dryness.

The young man didn't meet a living creature on the way here, except for him and the thing behind him, all organisms were indiscriminately obliterated, only the violently dead corpses of beasts that can be seen everywhere on the way showed how much happened here. scary thing.

The blood quickly solidified on his face, forming a terrible dark red scab.The monster behind him pursued persistently, and the young man's physical strength was almost exhausted.

He cursed the bastard under his breath, and almost tripped over a giant mouse lying dead at his feet.

The deep forest is dark, and the monster behind it sniffs the human breath, and the opponent stretches for more than 300 feet. The legs are sharp and hard, and the weight of half a hundred tons makes it crush all obstacles like an Oreo underfoot. Biscuit, it will soon catch up to the humans ahead.

The young man wrapped his windbreaker tightly and took a deep breath in the cold wind. His keen sense of smell allowed him to smell a reassuring scent of soap in the blood-stained collar.

He gritted his teeth tightly, pulled out the pistol/gun from his waist, and fired several shots behind him.

The uranium-containing warhead was so powerful that it instantly made the temperature of the barrel reach [-] degrees, which surpassed the recoil of ordinary pistols and directly shattered the young man's jaws.

The explosive force of the miniature nuclear warhead successfully blew up the monster's left eye, which made it suffer a severe blow and at the same time completely enraged the opponent.

——Humans fleeing everywhere are just an insignificant bug in front of him, how dare they hurt it like this!

The piercing roar of the monster was like the final howl of ten thousand inferior violins before the bowstring broke, which shook the young man's head to the point of splitting.

A crushed stump was thrown away, and he was slammed to the ground after just a second of pause, and there was unbearable pain from the place under his shoulder where he was hit.

Might be a broken rib...

The gravel and dead branches kicked up choking dust, and even a hundred meters away, the young man could clearly see the man's bloody mouth that almost reached the back of his head—he had heard about the power of this guy, the finely arranged Its sharp teeth make it as easy to crush a Pentagon as it is to eat a Christmas gingerbread house.

The monster moved very fast, completely out of proportion to its huge size. The young man quickly raised his pistol/gun, aimed at its only left eye, and slammed the trigger——

No more bullets.

Young people's pupils constrict!

In an instant, the monster was less than ten meters away from him, raising a row of sharp legs high up, as if it was going to insert him into a sponge cake full of holes in the next second——

"...the blade."

The voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sand, and the young man's mouth was full of fishy smell, and he was not sure whether his vague words could make the ability come out normally.

The monster suddenly stopped walking, and its raised legs stayed in mid-air, making people think it was petrified.

Suddenly, a fine mist of blood gushed out along the monster's big mouth, and the monster's entire upper body instantly fell apart, leaving pieces of neatly divided pieces of stinky meat.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, endured the pain, and flew away to avoid the splashing blood.

He can't stay in this place, the monster's companions will come over soon, smelling the smell.

The closer to the edge of the forest, the dead branches gradually thinned out, and finally a blood moon could be clearly seen hanging high in the dark night sky, full of ominous atmosphere.

What happened next was even more suffocating——

Outside the forest, among the wilderness, there stands a steep cliff abruptly. From a distance, a large stretch of strange pink waterfall rushes out from the mouth of the cliff and falls to the foot of the mountain. Under the blood-red moonlight, a gothic horror is hidden. aesthetics.

The young man soon realized what it was... a lair of monsters.

It's not a waterfall at all, it's dense pink egg-like particles clinging to the dark cliff—those eggs are breathing and wriggling slowly, and the things hidden inside seem to pass through the fragile transparent layer at any time The husk gushes out—

He swallowed the smell of blood in his throat, wrapped the bandage tightly on his palm covered with burns and knife cuts, took a deep breath, and used the last bit of strength left to use the ability.

The insect eggs on the cliff burst open, as gorgeous as cherry blossoms in April, exuding a pungent sweet fragrance, the corrosive smell immediately filled the young man's nostrils, and the burning sensation instantly invalidated the fragile human body functions.

The young man fell on his back, his vitality was running out, his lungs shrank rapidly until he could not absorb even a trace of oxygen, only a pair of dark eyes reflected the powder mist in the sky, and gradually lost their luster...

The author has something to say: there will be more in the evening!