Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food

Chapter 482: Chapter 211: Zhuang Shuyuan Feels Envious Zhao Kai and Gu Feng's group really had bad luck.

They were seated at the stable as the people from the Martial King Pavilion.

Before they had eaten a few bites, they looked up to see that the grilled fish on the table had already been devoured.

Even the fish heads had been taken by Yuan Rui.

Zhao Kai and his group were dumbfounded.

"Damn, you guys... How long have you people from Martial King Pavilion gone without food?" Zhao Kai couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, his face full of sorrow.

The Martial King Pavilion was one of the four major shelters after all, did they have to eat like this? They had no idea that the people from the four major shelters had fled to the mountains in the first month of the flood.

Since then, they had completely bid farewell to modern urban life, living in caves and coexisting with mutant beasts every day.

They had almost forgotten how delicious pre-packaged food could be.

They hadn't seen chili peppers in half a year, who wouldn't crave it? Eating fish every day without any strong-flavored seasonings, who could stand that? Not just the Martial King Pavilion members, anyone trapped in an apartment complex would be starving for it too.

The stuff Liang Yuan and the others brought out were truly treasures at this stage of the flood, even rarities. You couldn't find them even if you wanted to.

Each packet was a non-renewable resource.

Of course, that was for others, not for Liang Yuan.

In his lottery system, these seasoning packets could be drawn by the ton for 100 Points.

Of course, he wouldn't wantonly draw these packets just for trading with others.

He could use the identity of a space superpower user to conceal the existence of the system.

But he couldn't explain having an endless supply of resources.

He could only release them in small batches for exchange, absolutely not indefinitely.

Otherwise, everyone would start suspecting him.

This meal, the people from the Martial King Pavilion had a great time.

Not only did they eat all the fish, they even took the fish heads and licked the fish bones clean.

As for the vegetables on the grill, they had disappeared the moment they appeared.

Now, even the soup left in the pan hadn't been spared by Yuan Rui, Cheng Zhanpeng, and the other men. They had directly poured it into bowls, mixed it with rice, and eaten six bowls each.

Gao Jie, Bai Zhirui, Yue Yawei, and the other women were watching with a mixture of envy and frustration. They wished they could grow another stomach.

They were truly stuffed and couldn't eat another bite.

"Yuan Rui! Stop eating, save sof the soup, I'll find a bottle and take it back to use with the noodles later." "Brother Peng, save some, please. I have a bag of rice in the cave that I haven't dared to open, I can use this soup to cook the rice." "Teacher Li! Teacher Li! Mind your image, you're a role model, why are you storing soup in a bamboo tube?" It was chaos for a while, and Liang Yuan didn't expect that a single meal of grilled fish could cause such a commotion.

He was stupefied.

At this moment, he felt someone tugging his arm.

Liang Yuan turned to see Wu Meng, with a face full of hope and a smile, whispering to him, "Brother, do you have more of those pre-packaged meal seasoning packets?" "I'll trade you a water-repelling talisman stone for a packet. My wife is still in the shelter, she hasn't had such delicious grilled fish in ages." Liang Yuan looked down and saw Wu Meng silently slipping a blue stone into his pocket.

"This..." "Is it not enough?" Wu Meng immediately realized something and quickly said, "You're right, those packets are one less each tyou use one. One stone isn't enough. Here, take these two more as well, brother." "Huh?" Liang Yuan was stunned, and before he could respond, his pocket was filled with two more stones.

Liang Yuan quickly said, "That's enough, Brother Meng. Since you considera brother, I must give you the packet even if it's precious." He quickly rummaged through his inventory, picked one of the several hundred packets, and handed it to Wu Meng under the table.

Wu Meng immediately stashed it in his chest, then sat up straight, beaming.

He looked at Liang Yuan even more kindly.

Brother Liang Yuan was a good guy.

Not only was he powerful, but he was also so easy to get along with.

This meal had earned the whole Martial King Pavilion's favor.

In the ensuing conversation, everyone shared openly about the dangers on the mountain and the various places mutant beasts lurked.

The superpower users from the Martial King Pavilion also shared the edible plants they'd discovered over the past six months with the people from the Fire Reservoir Camp. These seemingly insignificant things saved Liang Yuan and his group's a lot of trouble.

These were the valuable experiences of the seniors who had lived on Yangshan for six months.

It was close to dusk when the people from the Martial King Pavilion finally got up to leave.

Liang Yuan, Zhao Kai, Ding Yan, Yang Shenmin, and the others escorted them.

At the edge of the bamboo grove, Wu Meng repeatedly stopped and said, "Brothers, this is far far enough. Being able to make friends like you is my good fortune." "In the future, if you have any difficulties, just send someone to findat the Martial King Pavilion." "I will cwith my people to help you!"

Liang Yuan also patted his chest and said, "Thank you, Brother Meng. With your words, I feet teassured. From now on, our two shelters will look out for each other." "After this sea tide crisis, I'll host a trading event for the two camps. We can exchange resources then." Wu Meng was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Good, good, good! I will bring my wife over then!"