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"Of course." Bai Lang put away the game console, stood on the front desk, and asked: "Where do you want to eat hot pot, guest? In the garden or in the room?"

Liming thought of an old acquaintance outside the Lei Zhen. He raised a faint smile on his lips and said, "I want to eat hot pot by the Lei Zhen in the front garden!"

"Okay." White Wolf replied.
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Half an hour later, Li Ming was sitting in the garden with stall-style stools, tables and chairs. Bai Lang walked to the table carrying hot pot ingredients and asked: "Guest, do you have any taboos about the ingredients?"

Liming looked at the bright hot pot base on the table in front of him and swallowed. He had never seen hot pot base since the natural disaster!
"No, I don't have any taboos."

"Okay." Bai Lang lit the gas and took out a steady stream of hot pot ingredients from front desk B, including super large portions of tripe, duck intestines, shrimp slippers and various vegetarian dishes.

Dawn was dazzled by the sight.

For the first time, he felt that four corpse cores were worth it!

As the base material came to a boil, the aroma of the hot pot gradually emerged, drifting towards the supernatural being who was preparing to sleep in a tent near the Infinite Supermarket not far away.

Bai Lang sent over some ingredients: "The hot pot base of our Doomsday Hotel is very authentic. It only requires minced garlic and sesame oil. If guests need other ingredients, just let us know."

Liming smelled the aroma of the full pot, and his mouth watered. He was a little anxious: "No other ingredients are needed, just these."

"Ok."

Li Ming picked up a large piece of tripe with chopsticks and poured it into the pot. When he saw the other superpowers approaching, he smiled and said, "The hotel proprietress is so generous. She gave me a free hot pot meal!"

His voice was loud enough that nearby superpowers could hear him.

Since the arrival of Infinite Supermarket, they are no longer unable to eat good food like before, but they are not as luxurious as Li Ming in eating hot pot!
The best everyone can do is bite the bullet and buy a hotpot-flavored self-heating pot.

Liming's sharp eyes saw an old acquaintance outside the battle. He picked up a piece of hairy belly and stood up. The red oil on the hairy belly was brightly colored, and there were even a few chili peppers hanging on it.

"Chen Feng, do you want to come in and have a try?"

Chen Feng swallowed his saliva in dismay. When he saw everyone around him looking at him, his ears immediately turned red. He said angrily: "Li Ming, you must die a good death!"

Li Ming stuck out her tongue at him and cooked her belly in front of everyone and ate hot pot. The authentic hot pot base became more and more fragrant as it was cooked. It was time to enjoy dinner.

Everyone looked at the steamed buns in their hands and instantly lost their flavor.

The dry food for most superpowers when they go out is steamed buns and water.

Someone yelled: "I would like to ask if everyone who stays in the hotel can eat hot pot for free?"

Yu Sui was eating Cantonese food in the living room of the villa container. She took off her mask, handed it to Zhou Shu, and said, "Brother Zhou Shu, go out and shock them. The price has increased now, and you have to be at least seventh level to move in."

Zhou Shu put down the chopsticks in his hands, put on his mask, and became a burly man. He walked slowly out of the hall with an indifferent expression: "Seventh-level corpse core or crystal core check into the hotel."

As soon as these words came out, the superpowers outside the thunder array were dumbfounded and started talking in front of him.

"What? Seventh-level corpse core or crystal core?"

"Am I experiencing auditory hallucinations in my ears? Seventh-level corpse core/crystal core? Even if the sixth level has entered the A-level, the seventh level is the peak of the A-level..."

"Is there something wrong with the brain of the proprietress who runs the hotel? The seventh-level corpse core/crystal core, this damn thing is worse than going to the alien beast's lair to rob it!"

Zhou Shu raised his hand slightly and struck a lightning strike at the cursed person. He didn't do anything cruel and could only give him a small lesson.