The end of the world: I turned out to be the villain of destiny

Chen Hao followed Huang Mao's group to the so-called cafeteria.

The cafeteria is just a larger warehouse room.

Along the way, he also learned from the mouths of Huang Mao and others that he was still the small leader of these people.

But from the perspective of these people's conversations with themselves, their relationship with these people is not bad.

Chen Hao and the others came to the cafeteria and several people in the body greeted Chen Hao, and Chen Hao also responded.

Although Huang Mao and the others felt that Brother Liu's way of speaking today was strange, they did not do too much in-depth research, as long as these people were full, they usually had some time to enjoy and enjoy themselves, who had the leisure to ponder other things.

Because Chen Hao and the others were going to manage the order of the cafeteria later, everyone ate first.

Chen Hao held the bowl and watched the big stew in the cauldron fall silent.

Inside is some rice and a little sporadic, I don't know what kind of mutant beast's meat dregs, the specific amount of meat can refer to the beef grains in a certain beef noodles, in addition, each person can also receive a package of squeezed vegetables.

In fact, in the current situation, meat dishes are more than vegetarian dishes, because the extreme cold at the beginning caused a large number of fresh vegetables to be frozen, coupled with the zombie virus infected the land, resulting in the land can not be planted, only through special abilities to improve the quality of the land.

In contrast, the increasing number of mutant animal meat has indeed become more accessible than vegetarian dishes.

When I saw that Chen Hao was coming, I directly gave Chen Hao a big spoonful, which was more face than the canteen aunt, but Chen Hao was a little uncomfortable, because Chen Hao just wanted to symbolically serve a little.

Huang Mao on the side was eager to carry the pot away, and shouted for a little more, but in fact, the rice in Huang Mao's bowl had already been pressed and not pressed again, and he asked for two more packs of squeezed vegetables.

Huang Mao came to Chen Hao and sat down and looked at Chen Hao grimly, Chen Hao was a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Hao asked.

Huang Mao leaned over and smiled:

"Brother Liu, don't you have much appetite?"

Chen Hao suddenly pushed his bowl of rice over, Huang Maoxi smiled, and wanted to come over and take a bite of Chen Hao, but he was frightened by Chen Hao's fierce eyes and shrunk his neck.

Huang Mao happily took Chen Hao's bowl, but did not ask Chen Hao's bag of squeezed vegetables, it was not good to make an inch.

Chen Hao couldn't help but wonder, this group of fifth-order superpowers could be a better existence outside, but why did it look like this virtue in Black City?

"Huang Mao, how many people are there in our black city?"

Huang Mao raised his cheeks and chewed a few times quickly to swallow the food in his mouth.

"Brother Liu, I don't remember exactly, I only know that our door can put in more than 5,000 people every day, and after so long, how can Heicheng now say that there are 200,000, right?"

Speaking of this, Huang Mao showed a helpless expression and continued:

"Hey, I don't know what is going on above? By recruiting so many people in, those ordinary people can also do manual work, clean up and repair some buildings in the black city.

"So many mouths,

gee..." Chen Hao groped his chin thoughtfully.

If the population base is so large, then it is understandable that the food of the supernatural is like this.

Is it just that there are so many people in this city really to rebuild human civilization? If he is really a son of luck, then this mess in Black City after that...

Chen Hao thought that Huang Mao and the others were ready, at this time, the door of the cafeteria opened, and a large group of people in dirty clothes rushed in like hungry zombies, and the whole Chen Hao subconsciously took out the Devouring Blade.

The cafeteria suddenly became extremely lively.

At the same time, the air is filled with the smell of feet and sweat.

Chen Hao wrinkled his nose, it seems that he was careless, Chen Hao originally thought that the clothes on his body were outrageous enough, but the moment the group of people in front of him appeared, Chen Hao realized what it was to be outside.

When a group of people saw that there were some meat grains in today's cauldron of rice, everyone couldn't help but get excited, and immediately formed a long line at the instigation of Huang Mao and others.

Chen Hao looked at the expectant smiles of the people in the team and didn't know how to express it.

In the end, it was nothing more than white rice and a pitiful amount of sesame-seeded minced meat.

These tasteless foods, which were criticized by countless people during the Hebei period, are now a reason for people to be happy and excited.

"Brother Liu! Come and help. "

Brother Liu."

A person's call woke up Chen Hao, who was still deep in thought, because it was Brother Liu, Chen Hao didn't react for a while to call himself, and only after the person called Chen Hao a second time did he agree:

"What's wrong?"

"Come here and watch, there are too many people, I'll help with the meal."

The man who manages it alone said.

Chen Hao promised and went to take the man's place.

Chen Hao observed in the crowd for a while, looking at the pots and pans that the group of people were holding in their hands.

It turned out that except for himself and the others, there were bowls distributed, and these people did not even have a decent bowl.

Some people hold bowls, others hold plastic basins.

But what is the use of a large pot? No matter how large the container is, it will only hold two spoonfuls of food, and even the squeezed vegetables are not a pack, but only a few.

Chen Hao let out a long sigh.

"This is the end of the world..." "

The children of luck can be clothed and fed no matter how desperate they are, but these low-level NPCs are exhausted every day to stay alive, and they can't even eat a full meal...

But Chen Hao observed a few dishonest guys, and those people lined up back and forth many times, but the interval was very short.

Although those people were dirty clothes, they were significantly better off than the others.

And his complexion looks very good.

Chen Hao squinted and saw that he was still a superpower.

"Gee."

Chen Hao came to the cauldron and directly in front of everyone.

“he~tui。"

Chen Hao directly spat into the cauldron of the rice, and then took the spoon in the hand of the confused rice worker and began to stir it.

"Liu... Brother Liu, you are..."

Chen Hao's sudden action made everyone around him dumbfounded.

After Chen Hao finished stirring, he returned to his original guard position and began to stare at the crowd casually.

The person who cooks and the colleagues around him look at each other and then continue to cook.

"What is this person doing?"

"That's right, can you bully people so much because you are a manager?"

"How can this be?"

Inside the queue, there were complaining voices.

It didn't take long for some people to come out of the line and leave the cafeteria cursing.

Some people with some ability will have some self-esteem, and they cannot accept that they endure the "insult" from the spit like these refugees.

With the departure of these people, the remaining people also immediately understood Chen Hao's intentions, and continued to serve the meal.

People who have eaten well will more or less oh = point face, and people who can't eat enough as long as they have a stutter, don't say a mouthful of spit, even if the food in the pot is poured on the ground and then stepped on it fiercely, someone will eat it.

It's brutal, but it's also a reality.