A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse - Chapter 14

Early the next morning, a few people got up and set off in the direction of Jiangcheng. +++All Tanmei novels: www.sto123.cc

Breakfast is eaten in the car, it is lean meat porridge made by Bei Nuan.

There is no time to flow in the upper layer of the portable space, but there is in the lower layer, which is no different from the normal space.

When Bei Nuan woke up in the morning, he blanched the meat, put rice, **** and water, put the pot together with the cassette stove in the lower part of the space and slowly simmered.

There is no wind in the space, and it is stable, so it’s perfect as a kitchen.

Bei Nuan consults P3: “The space looks like it’s closed. If I cook something in it, will I use up the oxygen in it?”

Xiao San laughed, “No.”

Bei Nuan asked again: “The heat from the stove can’t get out, will it get hotter and hotter inside?”

Xiao San answered calmly: “Nor. It’s like a normal house, you can use it with confidence.”

“So what’s the principle?” Bei Nuan asked, “It doesn’t conform to the common sense of physics, right?”

Xiao Sankai ridiculed: “You care what my principle is. You have used your consciousness to fetch things, and you all have portable space and abilities. You also discuss your common sense of physics at this plane level with me?”

Bei Nuan just played a night of Werewolf Killing last night, habitually looking for bugs in other people’s speeches, and immediately heard the problem.

“You said,’You all have pocket space and abilities.’ Who are you? Besides pocket space, what other abilities are there?”

Xiao San closed his microphone for an instant, and would never say anything again.

After the porridge was simmered, Lu Xing stopped the car late on the side of the road.

Bei Nuan took out another bag of vacuum-packed braised eggs, and everyone had breakfast in the car.

“Beinuan,” Du Ruo said while eating the porridge, “I can’t keep you cooking. Tomorrow I will make you Hainanese chicken rice, let you **** craftsmanship. My Hainanese chicken rice is with a famous chef from Sinzhou. I learned it pretty well.”

Du Ruo stabbed Lu Xingchi, “right?”

Lu Xing chuckled.

Bei Nuan thought: It’s still tomorrow. Lu Xingchi wants to throw me off again, don’t you know?

After Bei Nuan finished eating by himself, he filled Jiang Fei with half a bowl of porridge and fed him bite by bite with a spoon.

Jiang Fei is recovering well, almost awake, lying on the last row of seats, motionless and silent.

Only a pair of eyes stuck to Bei Nuan at all times.

Bei Nuan didn’t have time to talk to him, and was busy checking the task interface in his mind.

Xiao San closed the wheat, but released a new “Voice of Our Lady” mission on the interface.

This time it’s reasonable to say five times “You just can’t

Are you magnanimous?” The reward is a double bonus to the Notre Dame value for a full twenty-four hours.

Bei Nuan likes this task. Although five times is a lot, it is not difficult.

The only difficulty is not only to say this sentence, but also to appear reasonable in the situation, otherwise it doesn’t count.

Now on the road, with no one else around, just Lu Xingchi and the three of them. After receiving the task, Bei Nuan was thinking about how to do something that would make them not “magnanimous”?

Lu Xing would have finished eating sooner or later, playing with his crossbow, occasionally looking back at the back seat.

His eyes were cold, as if he could see through everything, and the muscle lines of the lower shoulders and arms of the white shirt were faintly visible.

It seemed like a cheetah was about to hunt, graceful, tough, impeccable, and looked quite difficult to start.

Persimmons must be picked up softly.

Bei Nuan turned his head and glanced at Du Ruo beside him.

Du Ruo was holding a soft hair, her long legs slumped in the seat aggrievedly, dazed, not knowing that someone was calculating him.

He was trying hard to scrape the bottom of the pot, trying to put the last bit of porridge in his bowl.

Feeling Bei Nuan’s gaze, he raised his head, a little confused: “Bei Nuan, what is your look? How does it feel like you are selling me?”

Bei Nuan didn’t answer, and as soon as he reached out, he took away the pot in his hand.

Du Ruo watched, Bei Nuan poured that precious little fragrant lean meat porridge into Jiang Fei’s bowl, stirred it with a spoon, scooped up a spoon and blew it, and held it to Jiang Fei’s mouth.

“what-“

The wounded Jiang Fei lay on the back seat, looking at Bei Nuan and Du Ruo, but refused to open his mouth.

He dumbed his throat and said softly, “I’m fine, you can give it to him.”

“He has eaten a lot.” Bei Nuan fed him the porridge.

Jiang Fei’s eyes curled slightly, and his mouth opened obediently.

Du Ruo was wronged.

“Why? I only ate two bowls, and I obviously served them first.”

Bei Nuan answered leisurely: “Everyone is hurt like that, okay? Can’t you be more generous?”

The Voice of the Virgin’s “Magnificence” mission (1/5).

With a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, Bei Nuan wanted to grow a third hand and patted her witty head.

Lu Xingchi looked back at them, his cool eyes fell on the spoon that Bei Nuan was feeding Jiang Fei.

He suddenly spoke, in a cold tone, and didn’t know who he was asking, “I hit my head and can’t even move my arms?”

Jiang Fei was startled, and immediately struggled to sit up.

But it seemed to be very strenuous. I tried for a long time without success.

Jiang Fei’s face is pure, his tone is full

It’s apologetic, “It’s a little bit false. It’s me who is not good, I will do it myself.”

“Why are you here?” Bei Nuan pressed him back. “You just lie down and I will feed you.”

Jiang Fei obediently fell back on the back seat and smiled softly at Bei Nuan, “Then I will trouble you.”

“It’s not a big deal.” Bei Nuan took another spoon and raised it to his mouth.

Lu Xing late stared at Jiang Fei.

Jiang Fei leaned forward, squeezed the porridge from Bei Nuan’s spoon, held it in his mouth, raised his eyes and curled the corner of his mouth at Lu Xingchi, giving him a very sincere smile.

Lu Xingchi turned his head blankly and continued to play with his crossbow.

Du Ruo had no more porridge, and he reached for the bag of marinated eggs sullenly.

Bei Nuan’s hands were quick, and with a swish, he took the bag away first.

There was the last bittern egg inside.

Bei Nuan tore open the package and held the precious marinated egg in front of Jiang Fei, “Do you want to eat some?”

This time Jiang Fei first looked at Du Ruo and shook his head.

“I’m full, you can give it to him.”

“He has something else, eat this one.” Bei Nuan put the egg against his beautiful curved lips.

Jiang Fei stared at her silently, and gently bit off a little egg white with her hand.

Du Ruo was turned into an emoji bag.

“This kind of braised egg is so hard, can he eat it? Can it be digested?”

“But eggs are nutritious, you see how pitiful he is,” Bei Nuan said again, “Can’t you be more generous?”

Du Ruo: “…”

The off-road vehicle shook sharply.

Lu Xing did not even say hello, started the car silently, and directly banged the accelerator.

The whole car rushed out like his arrow and rushed onto the road.

The scenery on both sides passed quickly, and the egg in Bei Nuan’s hand almost couldn’t hold it, and flew into the sky.

Jiang Fei almost fell from the back seat, and quickly stretched out his arm that couldn’t handle the spoon to support the back of the front seat.

In the past few days, Bei Nuan has fully understood why this book is called “Hurricane in the End”.

Because Lu Xingchi’s car drove fast and wild, and the road conditions in the last days were complicated, he could easily pass the places where others couldn’t go, ramming in the zombies, unambiguously.

It’s just that there is nothing like today, but it’s the first time to go crazy like this.

Du Ruo seemed to have found a confidant and asked Lu Xingchi, “You can’t even see it, right? It’s too much, right?”

In any case, the mission of “Generousness” of the Voice of the Virgin became (2/5).

This kind of food grabbing from the tiger’s mouth can be repeated, not repeated, and Du Ruo will be true once again.

Mad.

Bei Nuan took a dig in the space.

“Du Ruo, I don’t want you to eat eggs, I want you to eat this with your stomach. Look! Dangdangdang! Marinated chicken legs!”

“Can’t you be more generous?” This sentence is really annoying, Bei Nuan stuffed Du Ruo a whole bag of vacuum-packed braised chicken drumsticks.

“Yes. Isn’t it better than braised eggs?”

The braised chicken drumsticks were big and fragrant, which was indeed much better than the braised eggs, and instantly soothed Du Ruo’s sad heart.

Du Ruo gnawed on the big drumstick and said, “It’s pretty much the same, Bei Nuan, I think I can love you again.”

Lu Xing said coldly, “Love? Is this love? You will marry a cook later.”

The oss enters the indiscriminate attack mode, which seems very unhappy.

Bei Nuan was a little strange: She was obviously attacking Du Ruo, and didn’t dare to provoke him. How could she touch his negative scales? :,,,