The end of the world: full level start

So Xu Zhiyong smiled lightly and showed a confident look in his eyes.

Yan Yiyi saw that there was something going on and quickly said: "Brother, it looks like there should be no problem. We outsiders want to use the mission hall in Brother Xu's base in exchange for supplies. Does Brother Xu have any regulations?"

"Articles?" Xu Zhiyong raised his eyebrows, his tone a little doubtful.

"Oh, what I mean is that this mission hall is in Brother Xu's base after all. Do we outsiders need to pay a certain fee to use the mission hall to conduct transactions?"

"No need." Xu Zhiyong said righteously: "As survivors after the doomsday disaster, everyone should support each other. Since the mission hall exists, you are welcome to use it at any time. As long as it is not those with evil intentions, my base, Xu Zhiyong, will welcome."

He originally planned to shout out the name of his base loudly, but luckily he reacted in time and changed it to his own name.

This damn name is so out of character when called out on such an occasion.

"Brother Xu, thank you very much." Yan thanked him, said goodbye to Xu Zhiyong, and then left the base with his own people.

Yan Yi chose the way back based on his intuition, avoiding almost all paths with more zombies. The four of them spent only a little effort and hurried on, arriving near an abandoned farm in the suburbs three hours later.

Several people looked around and saw that there was no little tail following behind them, and then walked into a house.

Anyone would be surprised to see that there is an elevator door in this room.

Yan Yi entered his fingerprint and could only press the elevator on the first floor.

There were four armed guards standing at the door of the first floor. When Yan Yi and the others came in, they just nodded lightly.

Others on the first floor saw Yan Yi and the four people coming back and gathered around them.

"Yan Yi, how was your harvest this time?"

"How many more zombie crystal cores have been found for our base?"

"The doctor said that plants and animals have also undergone great changes in the past few days. Have you encountered any mutated plants or animals?"

The expressions of the four people who returned to the base were unbearable, and they were all in a trance.

In Xu Zhiyong's base, they relied solely on their remaining sanity to keep themselves from losing control of their expressions.

Yan Er met everyone's expectant eyes and subconsciously raised the bag containing food in his hand.

One of the people at the base took the bag from Yan's hand and said with a smile: "You actually put it in such a big bag. It seems that you have gained a lot this time."

As soon as he got the bag, the speaker could faintly smell the smell of food.

He felt that he was overthinking it. How could the bag smell like cooked food?

The bag opens.

The next second, the smell of meat mixed with the aroma of noodles spread into everyone's noses.

A group of people looked at the bag: "!!"

The person who opened the bag: I seemed to have opened a Doraemon.

Everyone looked at the four members of the Yan family, with a row of question marks on their faces.

Yan Yi's usually expressionless face was filled with indescribable confusion.

He met everyone's curious eyes, smiled awkwardly and said, "You may not believe it, and I don't know what's going on."

Yan Er sighed deeply and said: "This is probably the charm of life, which is always full of miracles."

Everyone: God’s miracle.

The man carrying a bag of big white buns said, "Brother, what's going on with this stuff that's still emitting heat? If you go out and search for crystal nuclei, can you still find the materials to prepare the bun feast?"

Yan San said seriously: "Do you believe me when I say this is what we brought back from the city center?"

When the colleague carrying the bag heard this, he replied with the same serious face: "I said I am actually a handsome guy, do you believe it?"

So shameless. Yan San said helplessly: "Anyway, I am telling the truth. Don't hang around here. We are going to report the situation to Team He."

"Brother, I also believe that the problem is that at your speed, it will take close to three hours to get from the city center, even if there is no delay on the way. Do you think this bag has a thermal insulation function? The buns are still hot now, you must be nearby The steamed buns are so wild that even the zombies can’t stand them.”

Yan Si, who had been silent until now, silently raised his hand and said, "I can explain this. It's all because of my powers. They are hot."

When a group of people heard this, their eyes almost fell out. What kind of gods are using their powers for heat preservation?

"It's such a luxury."

Everyone looked at Yan Si accusingly.

"." Yan Si thought that these people didn't understand the deliciousness of food, so he could bear these misunderstandings. "Well, boss, let's go and report the situation to Captain He."

After the report, he could continue to enjoy the delicious food. You should know that he was still holding a box of grilled squid in his hand.

If it weren't for the tight packaging, the aroma of grilled squid would have been smelled by this group of people.

When the Yan group of four entered Captain He's room inside, everyone began to whisper.

The colleague carrying the bag said: "According to the speculation of my little Sherlock Holmes, these four beasts must have set up a secret base outside. In the face of a disaster, they still want to eat. They must be punished."

Holmes felt that unless these four bribed him, he would not change his firm mind of condemning each other.

He stretched out his hand and touched his belly, feeling that the delicious food before the end was waving to him. Little Gui was his nickname in the research institute. Because he was short and his appearance was not worthy of passers-by, everyone nicknamed him Little Gui.

But the kid doesn't care about this. He relies on the knowledge in his head for his livelihood, not his appearance.

The kid couldn't resist the temptation of the scent on the tip of his nose. While other colleagues around him were still talking and boasting, he stretched out his thin hand to touch the big white and warm buns in the bag.

He couldn't help but sincerely sigh that Yan Sijuebi was a talented person. If this guy hadn't used his powers to keep the buns warm, he wouldn't have been able to eat the big hot buns.

The kid took one bite, and found a thin layer of pasta on the surface, which was soft and delicious. Inside was a greasy meat filling, which was both fat and thin, and was paired with vegetarian dishes to spice up the taste.

After taking the whole mouthful, the kid hummed comfortably and narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying himself very much.

The noisy first floor fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at the kid who was eating the big meat buns deliciously.

The kid was enjoying this rare delicious food, and when he opened his mouth, he met everyone's direct gazes.

He almost choked himself to death.

"Ahem." The kid coughed twice and said, "Why are you staring at me?"

The eyes of each of them were so resentful. If he hadn't kept himself clean, he would have suspected that he had stolen their partners behind these people's backs.

"How does it taste?" A colleague swallowed his saliva and said, "Why does it smell so good to me?"

The kid smacked his mouth twice and said truthfully: "To be honest, I have eaten steamed buns for so many years, and this Jubi is the most delicious one I have ever eaten."