Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

"Dinner is ready! Dinner is ready!"

Just then, the sound of dinner starting disrupted Lin Feng's little movements.

"Newcomer, take your rice bowl and go get some food."

The team leader seemed to have recognized Lin Feng's ability and said casually.

"Okay, I know."

Lin Feng was also curious. It had been a year since the apocalypse. What could the people of the Eight Gods Alliance still eat?

It’s not like Lin Feng hasn’t eaten evolved ham before, so it’s okay to miss the old taste occasionally.

While no one was paying attention, Lin Feng took out a lunch box from the space. It's better not to use other people's lunch boxes when getting food. Lin Feng is a bit of a germaphobe, but not too much.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, Lin Feng discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with their food-serving utensils?

Lin Feng was holding a stainless steel dinner plate, but why were they holding spittoons and urine pots?

This made Lin Feng very confused.

"Haha, you're new here, right? Do you think it's convenient to use this thing to get food?"

At this moment, an old man holding his shit basin, looked disdainful of Lin Feng's arrival and spoke earnestly.

"Brother, you use this thing to get food? Is it really convenient?"

Lin Feng looked at the shit pot speechlessly. How can you have an appetite?

"You'll know later whether it's convenient or not. Mine looks stinky, but tastes delicious."

The big brother ignored Lin Feng and went straight to the food entrance.

Lin Feng stood there stupidly, and saw a group of people squatting on their urine pots, shit pots and spittoons.

It was agreed to be time for lunch, why are you guys already taking a shit?

"The line is drawn, everyone has a share, don't worry."

Just at this moment, a young man with yellow hair came to the food entrance arrogantly. However, he clearly said he would come to get food, but he didn't bring any food?

"Brother Huangmao, I'm ready. I'll go first."

Just then, a young man came to the food entrance carrying a pot of hot shit.

"Turn shit into spirit! Okay! Next one!"

The yellow-haired man activated his special ability and turned the shit into a spirit. The hot shit immediately turned into edible shit.

The smell hasn't changed, the shit is still shit, the shape hasn't changed, but the composition has changed.

But after his supernatural power turned the shit into spirit, the shit had turned into edible hot shit.

I saw the young man picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of hot shit, then put it into his mouth, chewing gently, with a look of intoxication on his face.

"Hmm, it smells like cream. It would be better if it were drier."

As he spoke, he had already filled his mouth with food, which was so delicious that it left a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth.

Lin Feng: "..."

Lin Feng was a man who had seen the world, and he was also shocked at this moment.

Is this the legendary self-production and self-sale? You actually eat it with gusto?

"Next!"

The yellow-haired man seemed to have gotten used to it and let the next person holding the shit basin come to get the food.

At this moment, a group of people began whispering at the back of the team.

"No, I'm constipated today and can't poop. Can anyone lend me some? I'll return it double tomorrow."

"I have diarrhea today and I have pooped too much. If you don't mind eating some porridge, I'll share some with you."

"We are all brothers, why should we divide our lives into yours and mine? Shit is the most important thing for human beings. Come, eat mine."

The group of people seemed to have long been accustomed to this rhythm of getting food. Even when some people couldn't poop, the group of people were still sharing enthusiastically. (Fenxiang)

Lin Feng: "..."

Lin Feng had never seen such a scene before. Even though the restaurant was stinking, this group of people were eating heartily.

"New here, right? Don't be embarrassed. This thing smells bad, but you'll know it's delicious when you taste it. Here, I'll give you some of mine. We're brothers, why are you being so polite?"

At this moment, an uncle cut the hard shit in his urine pot in half with a table knife and put it into Lin Feng's plate, which was very generous.

Lin Feng looked down and said, "Uncle, you must be angry recently, right?" This hardness can be used to build a house, and it will never deform.

"Thank you, uncle. I'm not hungry. You can eat slowly."

Even if Lin Feng died, he didn't want to eat this kind of thing, so he directly gave the plate to the uncle. Lin Feng didn't plan to take the plate anymore.

"Young man, you've never been hungry before, have you? If you were extremely hungry, you would know how delicious this thing is. You see it looks like a pile of shit, but if you were really hungry for seven days, it would really be a pile of shit, and you would eat it anyway."

The uncle was an experienced person. He picked up the table knife and stabbed it directly on the hard shit. He put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, with a look of intoxication on his face.

Eating this thing is like eating stinky tofu and durian, it smells bad, but tastes really delicious.

Lin Feng: "..."

In just a short period of time, Lin Feng was shocked many times.

At this time, the young couple in the distance were still feeding each other shit with a smile.

"Brother, try some of theirs, it's minty and delicious."

"Yeah, it's really minty, delicious. You can try mine, it's spicy, as hot as my brother's heart."

"Brother, yours is still the best. Eat less spicy food in the future, I will feel bad for you."

Lin Feng: "..."

Looking at the sweet and loving appearance in the distance, why did Lin Feng feel that the steak and sea cucumber in the space suddenly lost their fragrance?

Lin Feng once thought about a question. If there is a piece of chocolate that tastes like shit and a piece of shit that tastes like chocolate, and you are almost starving to death, which one would you choose to eat?

Today, Lin Feng saw the answer with his own eyes. If people are extremely hungry, they will eat either chocolate-flavored shit or shit-flavored chocolate.

Lin Feng was really speechless. He finally understood why the Eight Gods Alliance could afford to support so many idle people. After all this time, they produced and sold their own products?

This yellow-haired guy is capable of handling the food supply of the Eight Gods Alliance. If you give him a septic tank, he can directly turn it into a granary.

As long as you are alive, who can avoid pooping? As long as you can poop, Huangmao can turn it into food, which is endless and there is no need to worry about running out of food.

"Is this yellow-haired guy a talent? Should I dig him back and give him to my eldest brother-in-law Qiao Feng?"

Lin Feng looked at the yellow-haired man who was playing with shit disrespectfully and felt a sense of admiration for his talent.

As long as we get him away, all the kitchen staff of the Zhongyi Gang can have a day off.

"Aqiu!"

At this moment, Qiao Feng, who was in the underground safe house of the Loyalty Gang, sneezed violently.

"What's wrong, Qiao Feng? Is it too cold? Do you have a cold?"

Cheng Yuanyuan picked up a piece of hot canned beef and fed it to Qiao Feng. Her eyes were filled with love.

"I don't have a cold, I just feel a chill on my back. I feel like shit is about to happen."

Qiao Feng rubbed his nose. He always felt that his good days seemed to be over.

"It's okay, don't worry too much. We have enough supplies and weapons, so nothing will happen. Qiao Feng, eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Cheng Yuanyuan smiled slightly and handed the hot can of beef to Qiao Feng.

It doesn't taste good when it's cold.