Cheng Jiayi can only stew rice.

But she knew that she had to replenish a lot of food now, and rice alone would not meet her body's needs.

Fortunately, the refrigerator is full, and there is all the fish. She took out a bag of ribs and thawed them in the water.

She gathered all the snacks in the house and counted all the food reserves. The rice was not yet good, the ribs had not yet thawed, and the familiar feeling of weakness hit again.

She found the sugar and scooped up three spoonfuls in the kettle.

Waiting for the water to boil, she took out her mobile phone again to dial. Still no response.

The hospital is full of patients, where is there so much to eat? Maybe my mother is also sick and is injecting a drip, or maybe she is crowded and lost her mobile phone?

Cheng Jiayi imagined reassuring answers in her mind, but she vaguely had the worst plan in her heart, but she didn't want to really think about it.

If it's the end of the world, no one can escape.

Back in the car, Du Yiyi couldn't wait to ask, "Dad, is there really nothing wrong with Mom?" ”

"Your mom is fine, she's busy right now." Dad Du rubbed his forehead tiredly and started the car, "The hospital is full of patients, and there are also cannibals who are sick." ”

"Ahh Du Yiyi jumped up one by one, "That Cheng Jiayi's parents -"

"I can't control anyone else. One by one, do you ever feel that you are always hungry and always want to eat and drink? Dad Du looked at Du Yiyi while driving.

Du Yiyi shook his head one by one, "I didn't, I wasn't very hungry, but when my mother gave me WeChat and asked me to eat some sugar, I seemed to be a little hungry, so I ate the two chocolates at my table, and then I was fine." ”

Dad Du nodded, sighed, and said, "That's good." After a while, we will buy something to eat when we pass by the supermarket, and I don't know if it is safe to return it in the supermarket. ”

"Dad, if I were at the same table, her parents would ......" Du Yiyi thought of Cheng Jiayi's hunger, endured it, and didn't dare to say it.

It's not that he doesn't believe his dad, but he trusts his dad too much. His father must have reported Cheng Jiayi out without hesitation.

"The government will take care of it. You don't have to go to school these days, and you call your table twice a day. Dad Du said.

Du Yiyi could only agree.

They parked in front of the nearest big supermarket. There are already armed police guards at the entrance of the supermarket, and as soon as I enter, I saw that the shelves inside were turned over, messy, and the staff were busy cleaning up.

"Buy canned cooked food." Du Yiyi pulled Du's father one by one and said.

Dad Du was stunned and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, you are still smart." ”

The two bought two shopping carts of canned food—meat, fish, and boxes of chocolates found on the ground, a pile of sweets, and a bag of rice.

When it came time to pay, more people flocked to the supermarket.

When I went out, there were more armed police officers at the entrance of the supermarket.

Du Yiyi returned to the car and sent Cheng Jiayi a WeChat message, as well as photos in the supermarket and the things they bought.

Cheng Jiayi has been paying attention to the movement of the mobile phone, and when she saw it, she could only be in a daze.

She didn't dare to leave the room alone.

She regretted a little that she didn't think of letting them take her to the supermarket first.

But even if they invited her to the supermarket, she didn't dare to join her. If she doesn't eat anymore, she might go crazy too.

Looking up how to make ribs on the Internet, she opened the fire and ran the ribs through the blood.

While looking at the churning water, I remembered the bloody scene in the classroom. She was desperate for blood?

No, what she craves is food, raw or cooked.

She is indeed mutated.

People who have been trained in apocalyptic novels can easily accept reality. Cheng Jiayi quickly accepted the fact that he had mutated.

Cleaned the ribs and threw them back into the pot, threw the salt, ginger, soy sauce and other things into it, added water, Cheng Jiayi took the warm sugar water and drank half of the kettle, then sat down with his eyes closed and savored it.

The body's digestion and absorption capacity has been strengthened, and it will definitely not be strengthened in vain. It's going to be strengthened somewhere.

It's not a "crystal nucleus", it's the body itself.

The crystal nucleus is either the head or the dantian. The body must be bones, muscles, or internal organs.

Or the so-called psychic power.

My stomach felt comfortable for a while, and soon it was empty again. Cheng Jiayi grabbed the magazine on the coffee table casually, turned a page, and read a paragraph silently. Putting down the magazine, all that was left of what I had just read was a vague memory.

Not mental power.

Cheng Jiayi picked up a grip under the coffee table and shook it hard. The grip was only a small push.

Not musculoskeletal.

That's the crystal nucleus?

Cheng Jiayi leaned back on the sofa in distraction.

The phone flashed.

"Are you alright?" Du Yiyi's WeChat.

Cheng Jiayi stared, and then typed slowly: It's okay, it's just tired.

"I didn't say it. Do you have enough food at home? ”

Cheng Jiayi's tears welled up again.

She knew that Du Yiyi liked her, but Du Yiyi never said it, so she pretended not to know.

Enough. I cooked and waited for news from my mom.

There was silence for a while, and then a few more words came.

"My dad said the hospital was messy too. I sent my mom a WeChat message and asked her to help inquire about your dad. I don't dare ask you to come to my house. My dad would definitely say it. ”

Cheng Jiayi typing: I understand. Thank you. I'll get some sleep first.

"Contact me when you wake up. Quiet. ”

Cheng Jiayi threw away the phone.

When the rice was cooked, the aroma of pork ribs also came, Cheng Jiayi served a big bowl of rice and a big bowl of pork ribs. Sit at the coffee table and turn on the TV.

There is real-time news on TV, and there are also expert answers, talking about low blood sugar caused by heat and mental confusion of some people, calling on the public to stay at home as much as possible, reduce activities, eat more foods containing sugar and high nutrients, and increase immunity and resistance.

Sling the bull.

Cheng Jiayi said in her heart.

Deceive oneself as well as others.

She continued.

Before I knew it, I ate a big bowl of rice and a whole plate of pork ribs, and even the bones were crushed.

Cheng Jiayi was a little stunned.

The heat of the ribs is not enough, the meat is cooked, and the bones are still hard. Could it be that she strengthened her teeth first.

Her eyes were a little uncomfortable staring at the rice bowl, and she took off her glasses.

Blinked, looked up at the TV again.

The small print on the bottom of the TV is clear.

The chopsticks in Cheng Jiayi's hand loosened.

She was originally short-sighted, more than 400 degrees, and when she took off her glasses, she was not blind and could never see the handwriting on TV.

Could it be that her body is really strengthened? Is she really mutated?

Until dark, Cheng Jiayi did not receive calls from her mother and father.

She was exhausted by the events of the whole day, and she ate all the big pot of rice and pork ribs she had cooked in the afternoon. She mechanically cooked another pot of rice and put a chunk of beef in the fridge in the water as well.

Does she want to go to the hospital to find her mother?

Intellectually, she knew that it was best to hide at home now, and only home was the safest. But emotionally, she wants to find her parents, whether they live or die.

In the haze, Cheng Jiayi fell asleep on the sofa.

Cheng Jiayi was woken up by hunger. When she woke up, it was still dark, and she habitually touched her glasses, but when she opened her eyes, her vision was very clear, and she suddenly remembered what happened before going to bed.

I poured a belly of sugar water first, and when I got to the window, the community was quiet, only the street lights were still on.

She went back to the kitchen.

The beef has melted through. In the face of the melted blood, she had no desire to eat at all.

Maybe she's not a zombie.