The end of the world is coming: My waiter is too Buddhist

Facing Wang Fugui's inquiring gaze, Lin Xiaoxiao stood up, stepped forward, stretched out her hand and smiled playfully: "Uncle Wang, nice to meet you!"

Her movements were smooth, her eyes were clear and lively, and her smile was decent but not flattering. Seeing such a girl, Wang Fugui admired and praised her while holding Lin Xiaoxiao's hand and shaking it slightly, showing his genuine enthusiasm.

"At such a young age, he is able to lead a group in the end times. Today's young people are really amazing. No wonder Luo'er praises him so much.

Come on, the food is ready in the kitchen, let’s eat first.”

After a few pleasantries, Wang Fugui invited the two to go to the restaurant. Lin Xiaoxiao followed the servant's lead and walked around the cobblestone path to the flower hall in the backyard. Wang Ying, wearing a moon-white cotton and linen cheongsam, was waiting at the door of the flower hall.

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao and the other two, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her face: "Luo'er, Xiaoxiao, did you have a smooth journey?"

"Hehe, it's OK. It's safe along the way."

Taking the apple handed to him by his mother, Wang Luo naturally broke it in two halves and handed one half to Lin Xiaoxiao, without noticing the fleeting shock on his mother's face.

The Wang family has been a single-line family for hundreds of years, so every direct descendant of the Wang family has been brought up in pampered conditions. Although they are usually trained strictly, their food, clothing, housing and transportation are all exquisite.

Over time, every head and young master of the Wang family developed an autocratic character, so Wang Luo never shared his things with others from childhood to adulthood, not even a piece of fruit.

Looking at Wang Luo and Lin Xiaoxiao eating apples and chatting and laughing, old mother Wang Ying's smile immediately faded a lot.

As the mistress of a secluded family for so many years, Wang Ying knew at a glance that her son had probably completely accepted Lin Xiaoxiao.

If it was just this, it wouldn't be a big deal, but she could see clearly that Lin Xiaoxiao was not the kind of person who would easily give in for wealth and fame. She was afraid that her son would suffer...

"Mom, what are you thinking about? Come on, let me introduce some of these dishes. I haven't eaten them at home before."

Hearing her son's voice, Wang Ying, who was immersed in her own thoughts, immediately came back to her senses and introduced: "Oh, these dishes are all created by our chef using mutant crops."

"Mutated crops? Can they be eaten?"

Although he had killed many mutated animals and plants, Wang Luo had never considered whether these things could be eaten. He did not expect that the official shelter had turned the mutated animals and plants into food.

Not only Wang Luo, Lin Xiaoxiao also looked at the dishes with some curiosity.

Although there has been no food shortage problem in the Hope Shelter so far, who doesn't want an extra means of survival in the apocalypse? They have done too little research and use of mutated plants and animals.

Thinking of this problem, Lin Xiaoxiao became more eager to recruit talents.

But delicious food should not be missed, so Lin Xiaoxiao picked up a piece of something that looked like a plant root with chopsticks and put it into her mouth without hesitation.

Crunchy, this dish is exceptionally crispy, and the spicy and sour sauce makes Lin Xiaoxiao unable to help but reach out for her chopsticks again.

"Auntie, what is this made of? Is it a mutant cucumber?"

Lin Xiaoxiao was cutting the crispy side dish with her front teeth with great interest, when Wang Ying's gentle voice came from the side: "This is made from the skin of the recently appeared mutant earthworms. After many experiments and studies, it was found that eating the skin of this mutant animal can slowly enhance physical fitness.

The results of this study were disseminated throughout the shelter a week ago, and many poor people have started to form teams to hunt earthworms outside the shelter. Whether they exchange them for points or eat them themselves, it is a good choice. "

Lin Xiaoxiao paused in chewing, and the image of the mutant earthworm that she had seen in Yu City before immediately appeared in her mind, and she almost spit out the food in her mouth.

Not only her, but Wang Luo also vomited on the spot because he had a head-on battle with the mutant earthworms at that time.

"What's wrong? Does the food taste bad?"

Seeing the two people's reactions, Wang Ying subconsciously wanted to ask the chef to change the dishes, but Wang Luo stopped her.

"No need, Mom. We just recalled some bad memories. It's okay. There will definitely be more and more of these apocalyptic specialties in the future. You'll just get used to them."

Hearing this, Wang Fugui, who had been eating in silence, frowned and asked, "Has the mutation outside intensified?"

Taking the tissue handed over by his mother and wiping his mouth, Wang Luo nodded seriously: "Yes, on the way here, we saw that almost all the flowers, plants and trees in the city have mutated, and mutated animals are wandering around in the ruins.

If we can’t eliminate the threats in the city in time, I’m afraid the shelter will be in danger.”

As humans who survived the apocalypse, everyone present frowned at the same time, except Lin Xiaoxiao, who continued picking up food.

After traveling all morning, she was actually a little hungry.

"I will report this matter. Recently, the shelter is also considering building an outer city wall. Before that, the most important thing is to eliminate the threats within the city."

Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes immediately lit up: "Uncle Wang, we hope that the shelter is also considering organizing manpower and working with the official shelter, but you also know that we have too few people there, and we don't even have someone who can teach the children how to fight."

Putting down the chopsticks, Lin Xiaoxiao took out a folder from her backpack and handed it to Wang Fugui: "Master Wang, I am sincere in cooperating. This is the cooperation plan."

Handing the folder to Wang Fugui, Lin Xiaoxiao said seriously: "We hope that the shelter has nothing else, but we have recently obtained a batch of weapons. This kind of weapon can help us flatten the Tang family's underground laboratory, and its usage is flexible and changeable.

If possible, I hope to use this weapon to exchange for a group of good fighters from your place, we are in great need of teachers there."

Flipping through the folder, Wang Fugui was immediately attracted by the blood-red shield on the picture, but after seeing the talent requirements listed by Lin Xiaoxiao, he closed the folder with a very calm expression.

"Director Wang, as far as I know, this weapon is just the root of a mutant plant. Our Wang family is fully capable of finding this plant ourselves."

This is not exaggeration. The Wang family has a history of hundreds of years and has many talented people under its command. It is not difficult to find mutant plants.

But Lin Xiaoxiao's expression did not change at all. She still looked serious and sincere, but there was a cunning light in her eyes.

"Uncle Wang, since I dare to come here to discuss cooperation with you, it means that my weapons are good enough, otherwise I would not dare to come and disturb you.

Well, I happen to have a weapon like this here, you can try it out."

Patting her belly, Lin Xiaoxiao stood up and looked at Wang Ying: "Auntie, I'm done eating. I don't know if I can stay at your house tonight. I'm afraid it's too late to go back."

"Of course, it's already been prepared. I'll take you to have a look."

Wang Ying was about to get up when Wang Luo suddenly stood up: "It's okay, I'll take her over, you take a rest, mom."

Watching the two people going away, Wang Fugui and Wang Ying in the flower hall looked at each other and said, "Our son is really going to fall into the hands of a woman this time."

"It's okay. This girl doesn't look bad."