"Captain, don't you really want to come a little?"

Yunshi medicine hoarded a lot of self-heating small hot pots.

It's all in this big cupboard.

Three meals a day is enough to eat for a year, and maybe it's more than that.

Seeing that the entire research institute began to waft with the aroma of self-heating hot pot, Zhao Musui finally couldn't hold back.

Gritting his teeth, he stepped forward: "Come on!" ”

No, they all ate it, he didn't eat it.

The team needs to be neatly organized.

Zhao Musui comforted himself in his heart.

When they were all finished, they lay down on the ground or leaned against each other contentedly.

"This is the happiest meal I've ever eaten since the end of the world!"

The food at the base is not bad, but there is very little meat, not to mention fresh vegetables.

Now the land of the end of the world also has a pollution problem, so the vegetables grown can be said to be very few, let alone fresh.

Generally, boiling water once and sprinkling a little salt is enough for them to eat.

"yes, I don't know when the end will be the end."

Some people can't help but start to sigh when they lie down.

The end has been happening for two years.

In the past two years, everything has happened.

Humans have appeared with supernatural beings, zombies can also evolve, humans have developed inhibitors, and there are other things, including bases built......

In the end, it is developing upwards.

It seems that this is true, but every day the number of victims alone is far greater than the number of newborns born.

After the apocalypse, there were very few newborns.

Just thinking about how to live is already a problem, let alone having a stable environment to make children.

Women and children must be strong to protect themselves.

Search and rescue efforts are still underway around the world, but these are far from enough.

……

When this group of big men was full of food and drink, Shi Yao finally solved the first self-heating small hot pot.

And then...... Another bunch of after-dinner desserts.

Pudding, milk tea, petit four.

“……”

Is this the end times?

It's just a treat!

But where did this little cake come from?

The crowd didn't see it, but they just looked up and saw the small table and a pile of food.

“……”

This little girl has something in her stomach.

Finally, when the little girl was full of food and drink, she sat on the electric chair with milk tea in her hand, and after turning it right, she faced these big men.

"Now I can say it."

What does the "......" say?

All of a sudden, these people forgot what they were going to say.

However, Zhao Musui reacted sensitively, laughed twice, and thought that the smile on his face was very kind: "Little girl, are you surnamed Yun?" ”

Shi Yao didn't speak, and nodded.

The doppelganger is surnamed Yun, that's right.

Surname Yun?

That's the right one!

Dr. Yun is really here!

Everyone smiled in unison.

"Where's your father? Is he here? ”

Her dad?

Where does an angel get a father?

What is this man talking nonsense?

"Nope."

When Zhao Musui heard this, he thought that the little girl meant that she was not there, and was a little disappointed: "Then when will your father come back?" Did he say where? ”

“……”

She doesn't have a dad, so this bunch of questions doesn't make sense at all.

Shi Yao supported his chin with one hand, his blue-black eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at the milk tea in his hand intently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Musui wondered if he had asked too bluntly, making her think that they were bad people, so he changed his rhetoric.