Don’t panic when the apocalypse comes, stock up on food first and then guns

Jiang You glanced at him and really didn't know what to say.

Simply give him a pack of spicy strips and say, "Go and share the spicy strips with Zhang Shuhui nearby."

Seeing what she took out, Yanchi's eyes lit up and he ran to Zhang Shuhui with the spicy strips.

The two of them had their heads buried in each other's hands, sharing the spicy sticks one by one.

Jiang You played with the metal sealed jar in his hand.

This jar is not big, only about the size of a thermos cup.

But for some reason, Jiang You felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy after coming into contact with this sealed jar.

Meng Xi must have brought her something good.

This sealed can is disposable and will lose its seal if opened.

She gently stroked the jar and said to the others, "You guys wait for me downstairs first."

After saying that, Jiang You went upstairs with the sealed jar.

After going upstairs, she couldn't wait to open the sealed jar.

Meng Xi didn't dare to open the jar because she was afraid there might be something dangerous inside, but she wasn't afraid.

She could feel that the contents of the jar were of the same origin as her.

From the first moment she got the jar, she felt a strange sense of fate.

It seemed that the jar itself should appear in front of her.

"Bang~"

When the jar was opened, Jiang You's hand shook and he almost dropped it to the ground.

The entire jar was filled with surging red lines, just like the blood lines that appeared when she was injured.

The originally crowded blood lines sank when they came into contact with the air the moment the jar was opened.

Finally it was retracted into a dry lump.

This thing is only the size of a quail egg, gray with a bit of bluish black.

It looked like a part cut off from something.

When Jiang You saw this thing, his pupils trembled slightly.

She carefully poured the contents of the jar into her hand, and the shriveled lump fell directly into her hand.

Cold and a bit soft.

Like a wilted, dry potato, or a plant root.

Those blood lines just now are gone.

It was as if what she saw when she opened the jar was all her imagination.

But Jiang You knew clearly that this was not an illusion.

Those blood lines just now were all real!

As expected, the White Dragon Base is closely related to the Forbidden Island.

At this time, the whole room was so quiet that only Jiang You's breathing was left, and she could hear her heart beating "thump, thump".

The branches of the man-eating tree poked in from the balcony on the second floor and continued to extend, finally reaching Jiang You's side.

Jiang You used a dagger to make a cut in the palm of his hand.

In an instant, blood flowed from the wound and blood lines surged.

The previously motionless block in his hand began to react.

A thin line of blood came out, tested each other with the blood line in Jiang You's wound, and then intertwined.

Then more and more blood lines came out of the lump, blended into the wound on Jiang You's palm, and finally disappeared into the pink scar.

A minute later, the scar was gone.

The palms are as white as jade.

However, the lump at this time was even darker, turning directly into blue-black.

Jiang You squeezed it gently with his hand, and the thing seemed to have weathered over time and turned into a pile of dregs.

The man-eating tree carefully stretched out its branches to poke Jiang You's palm, and swept away the remaining dregs.

After absorbing the new blood line, Jiang You clearly felt an indescribable sense of relief.

It was like taking a long nap after a long walk.

It's like having an extra coat in the cold winter.

She couldn't tell any obvious changes, but she could just feel that it was different...

This is a very delicate process.

It is impossible to describe in words, the limbs and bones of the body feel as if they have been re-baptized.

This thing Meng Xi sent fully proved her previous suspicion.

This blood line came from some kind of creature. The plant-like rhizome she saw in the laboratory in her previous life was not a complete body.

But part of it.

Similarly, the lumps Meng Xi gave her this time should have come from the same donor as the things in the laboratory in her previous life.

But where did they get this weird existence.

What role does the White Dragon Base play in this apocalypse?

……

Downstairs, the meal is ready.

Zhang Shuhui opened the steamer, first covered her hands with a rag, took out a large bowl of golden steamed eggs, and poured a little soy sauce and sesame oil on it.

Instantly the fragrance overflows.

In the evening, she was going to have a stew pot. She had even prepared the ingredients. It was winter and she felt comfortable eating a hot pot.

Several people's eyes followed Zhang Shuhui's figure as they turned around.

Watch her skillfully take out the seasonings, cut meat, onions, potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, and even shrimps.

Scoop out the water from the steamed rice in the pot and clean the pot.

Then put the ingredients needed for the stew pot one by one, and use a large bowl to stir some sticky stuff, which looks like lotus root starch.

Then put the sticky stuff on top of the dish, and then cover the pot.

Lei Xing swallowed his saliva and reminded, "Well... you seem to have forgotten to drain the water."

"There is no need to add water, the water coming out of the vegetables is enough."

Zhang Shuhui chopped a big killed hen into pieces without raising her head.

Then I grabbed a bunch of pickled peppers and ginger from the pickle jar in the cabinet and cut them ready.

After a while, the aroma of the stew pot was awakened, and the whole living room was filled with the sound of swallowing saliva.

Meng Xi and the others were like refugees. They had obviously drank a lot of rice soup before, but now they felt hungry again after seeing this food.

Zhang Shuhui placed a table mat on the table, took out the contents of the pot and put them into the hot pot.

He also clamped a few pieces of charcoal under the stove hole and placed them on the fire shelf under the hot pot.

The charcoal fire is gentle, keeping the stew pot at a scalding temperature without burning it.

When Jiang You came down, Zhang Shuhui had just put the onion, ginger and garlic into the oil pan and sauteed until fragrant, then added the chicken pieces and stir-fried.

After frying the water, add the pickled peppers and ginger and stir-fry together.

"Shh~"

A ladle of water went down, and white mist billowed.

The smell of pickled peppers filled every corner of the first floor.

Meng Xi swallowed involuntarily, feeling like the glutton in his stomach was aroused.

Compared to the fragrance, she was more surprised that at this time, Jiang You and the others could still live such a fairy-like life.

Vegetable and tofu soup, steamed eggs, braised pot, and stir-fried chicken.

No wonder these people don't want to go to the base. If she could live such a life, she wouldn't want to go to the base either!

Not to mention anything else, when I cook every day, the circle of people surrounding my home is enough to make me upset.

Who can resist the aroma of this food!

There is also this woman named Zhang Shuhui, who looks dull and seems not very smart. She didn’t expect her cooking to be so delicious!

Where did Jiang You go to get so many things, even though she is a dual-system power user of space and wind.

But it’s not like she’s never seen someone with space powers. Who can live such a good life?

There should be no more concessions between this day and the end!

Meng Xi took a deep breath, and in the hot air, Jiang You came down from upstairs.

He picked up a cup of tea on the table and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Looking at her calmly.

"What do you want to exchange for the news you brought me and the jar?"

Meng Xi shrugged her nose and asked subconsciously, "Can anything be done?"