The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 82 The Last Sick Petite Slave (12)

"Because you are fat and stupid." It was that ethereal voice again.

When Fat Rongrong heard it, he looked around, but didn't notice anything unusual.

Terrible, what the hell is this?It can't even perceive its existence beyond the little fairy, this voice has a strong origin!
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Yun·Malu Overlord·Yuan galloped all the way, and when he saw the zombies alone, he was like playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds and directly smashed into the zombies, and then drifted to crush the heads of the zombies, and then collected crystal nuclei.

In the memory of the original owner, these crystal nuclei can be used to stimulate or enhance human potential. Yunyuan doesn't need it, but Zhang Lun and Che Youlu definitely need it.

The car gradually drove to the urban area, and the number of zombies gradually increased.

After entering the main city, Yun Yuan hurriedly drove the car to an open place, and selected a small three-story villa as a temporary resting place.

The materials in Yunyuan space are not allowed to be used before the base is established. You can only borrow the space of Che Youlu to collect the materials you are currently using, so you still need to collect materials.

Yun Yuan, who is very demanding about the quality of life, does not accept living like a beggar.

The small villa didn't seem to be destroyed by zombies, and I don't know if there was no one in the villa when the zombie virus broke out. Everything in the villa looked exactly the same as before.

There was still drinking water and food in the refrigerator, and Yun Yuan threw them all into the car space.

Touching his hungry stomach, Yun Yuan asked Zhang Lun, "Can you cook?"

Zhang Lun shook his head, "I can only cook rice with a rice cooker."

"Useless man." Yun Yuan angrily turned back to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to cook himself.

"Sister, let me come."

At this time, the boy's clear and clean voice came from the kitchen door.

Yun Yuan turned his head and frowned slightly, "You will?"

"Well, I will."

"Is it delicious? If it's not delicious, I won't eat it."

"I try to make it delicious." Che Youlu looked at her with red ears, and said softly, "Sister, just let me cook for you."

He was very grateful to Yun Yuan for saving him, and he was very eager to help, even if it was just a little bit of insignificant help.

"Come on, Xiaolulu, cook a delicious meal for my sister, my sister has beaten so many zombies, I'm already hungry." Yun Yuan rubbed his deflated belly.

"Okay." Che Youlu received the encouragement, his face was flushed, and he showed a youthful smile.

After half an hour...

The tempting aroma wafted from the kitchen, comparable to top-level gourmet food cooked by top chefs in top restaurants.

Che Youlu brought out piles of delicacies, all of which were home-cooked dishes, but Yunyuan's gluttons were drawn out, and his stomach growled even more excitedly.

"Well... delicious!" Yun Yuan picked up a piece of tofu and quickly gave a thumbs up.

The tofu is delicate and smooth. Each large piece of tofu is cut into a small piece and stewed in the stew pot for half an hour. The taste has penetrated into the small tofu pieces, as if the small hooks are tightly hooked on Yunyuan. taste buds.

"Sister, are you satisfied?" Che Youlu's eyes were shining, like a child begging for a reward.

"Super satisfied."

"From now on, let me cook for my sister, okay?" Che Youlu's hand holding the chopsticks turned white, and his thin lips pursed nervously.

Yun Yuan blinked and smiled sweetly, "Okay."

Once, someone said to Yun Yuan that he wanted to cook for Yun Yuan and raise him for the rest of his life, so that Yun Yuan could be as happy as a little princess, as long as he was happy every day was enough.

(End of this chapter)