The Zombie King is my little brother 58

"No, I didn't hear of any big shots."

"Whatever, it has nothing to do with us, let's take a walk and go to the mission hall while it's still early."

After the initial curiosity, a group of people went about their own thing.

Several people also managed to reach the hotel, found a table and sat down, and a researcher skillfully picked up the menu and ticked it around, and then handed it to Gardena.

"Let's see if we need to add anything."

Gardena nodded obediently, took the menu and pen and looked seriously, with a serious face.

Seeing her studying there with her head down, she whispered to a few familiar bosses.

"There's a newcomer to the institute again?"

"Yes, this is a student brought by Academician Zhang before, and he only came yesterday."

The boss nodded silently, and the eyes that looked at the little girl couldn't help but become more pitiful.

At such a young age, he lives in the last days, and in the future, he will have to go to the research institute every day, and he has to make something delicious to make up for her.

Thinking so, he went to the kitchen again and rummaged through it, intending to stew an egg.

The other people sitting in the shop also heard this, and looked at this side with some strange eyes.

It is estimated that it will not take an afternoon for the entire base to know about it.

Of course, this was also deliberate by several researchers.

Although they don't have special abilities, their identities are still quite special in the base, and everyone won't fight them, after all, no one can say when they will be infected with the virus these days, and they are expected to develop a vaccine as soon as possible.

Even if you are accidentally touched by a zombie on a mission, you have to go to the research institute for an examination.

For their scrutiny, Gardenia didn't realize it at all, so she only chose what she wanted to eat, ticked them one by one, and then handed them over satisfied.

After a while, I remembered something and looked sideways at someone.

"Do you want to eat an egg tart?"

The Zombie King gave her a blank look and replied in a low voice.

"I can do it all."

The little girl sighed, and silently added another one.

She could order him a copy, but she couldn't give her own.

While waiting, seeing someone trading with crystal nuclei, Gardenia tilted her head curiously.

Noticing her gaze, the researcher on the side explained in time.

"This is the lowest grade gray crystal nucleus, there is no energy in it, it is easy to obtain, and the ability is generally used as currency, except for this, it can also be used for labor."

She groaned, asking in confusion.

"Is this still useful?"

"Well, the crystal nucleus is very strong and can be used as a material, and the periphery of our laboratory is built with crystal nuclei."

Gardena nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered the crystal nucleus she had thrown away earlier.

She remembered that there were still many places where she lived.

Just thinking about it, the boss brought the egg that had been stewed before and pushed it directly in front of her, with a kind tone.

"Eat some of this first, it's nutritious."

The researcher on the side was puzzled.

"Why didn't we have this treatment before?"

They have a good relationship and don't mind making a joke, so the boss just talks happily.

"How can any of you be liked by a little girl."

“…… Okay. ”

If I had known that they would have been humiliated.

Gardenia was dazed for a moment, and after reacting, she obediently thanked her.

Seeing this, the boss smiled and waved his hand, and went into the kitchen again.

This shop tastes really good, and a group of people are eating and holding their stomachs and leaving.

Just walking, they found that the two were gone.

Looking at the person who had just come out of the store, the researcher asked curiously.

"What's wrong?"

Gardena muttered and waved at a few people.

"Go back first, I'll go back to where I live."

Everyone didn't think much about it, and left first after a few words.