Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Chapter Twenty-Six: He was squeezing orange juice, and I was drinking it.

The next morning, Gao Feng stepped out of his tent and saw several people trapped obediently by the mutated roses in the open space in front of him.

Gao Feng gets a headache just looking at Rose, but she is a survivor he rescued, so he can't ignore her. He beckons a young soldier to come over and asks, "What happened this time?"

He has a lot to do every day. It's fine if these survivors can't contribute, but can they please stop causing him trouble?

"Captain, these people tried to escape, but they were caught by the mutated rose." The young soldier looked at them with sympathy. "Miss Long just said that they can leave, but they must first pay back the crystal cores they owe her."

Miss Long also said that if they were found to be escaping again, they would be used as fertilizer for the mutated roses.

"Alright, ask these survivors if they'd like to come along when we go to the city to collect supplies later."

Gao Feng thought that if these people were willing to kill zombies, they could help them when they were in danger. Of course, if they showed good behavior, it wouldn't be unreasonable to give them the zombie crystal cores first.

When Gao Feng and his team killed the zombies, they naturally discovered the zombie crystal cores.

Many people in the base tried to enhance their superpowers using zombie crystal cores, just like in the novel. Some ordinary people even had the wild idea of ​​swallowing zombie crystal cores to gain superpowers.

As a result, those who used zombie crystal cores to enhance their abilities did indeed become more powerful at first, but in less than two days, they turned into zombies, specifically zombies with superpowers.

Superpowered zombies are much stronger than ordinary zombies. They not only possess the superpowers the zombies had in life, but their physical strength is also much greater than that of ordinary zombies.

It was only after the base used grenades that these superpowered zombies were killed.

As for the ordinary people who swallowed the zombie crystal cores, without exception, they all turned into zombies.

The base later strictly prohibited the use of zombie crystal cores.

However, experts have said that zombie crystal cores do contain energy, so when they go on missions, they will still collect zombie crystal cores if conditions permit.

When Long Yangyang and the others came out of the tent, most of the people in the service area had left, with only a few scattered soldiers remaining to guard the camp.

"Uncle, has everyone gone out?" Qiu Ling walked up to a soldier who was tidying up the camp and asked, tilting her little head up.

The soldier had a good impression of Qiu Ling's politeness and nodded: "Yes, the team is getting bigger and bigger, and they've all gone to collect supplies."

"We have to thank Miss Long; otherwise, those people probably would never have left the camp."

After rescuing these survivors, whenever they went out to search for supplies, these people would either stay in the vehicle or hide in the makeshift camp, comfortably enjoying the protection of the soldiers who stayed behind and eating the food brought back by those who went out.

To be honest, watching these people go out and kill zombies today made him feel incredibly happy.

"Lingling, come back for breakfast," Long Yangyang called Qiu Ling back after hearing the information she wanted.

Breakfast consisted of sandwiches that Long Yangyang had collected beforehand. She gave the child a carton of milk and then took out an orange that she had forced to ripen the night before. "Brother Fu, let's make orange juice."

Without Long Yangyang's wood-type ability to support it, the orange tree had long since withered and died under the high temperature. Fu Muyu made the most of it, chopping up the dry trunk to use as firewood in the future.

Fu Muyu looked at the girl who wanted to eat chilled watermelon yesterday and wanted to drink orange juice today: "You really are something else, always doing whatever comes to mind."

"Sister Long, do you have a juicer?" Qiu Ling asked curiously as she sipped her milk.

Long Yangyang nodded affirmatively and said proudly, "Of course! Your brother Fu and I raided several large shopping malls before."

Qiu Ling looked at him with admiration: "Sister Long, you are amazing. I don't know if there is still electricity in the supermarket. Sister Long, let's make more, because we can't do it if the power goes out."

Qiu Ling's words seemed to remind Long Yangyang that in two days the magnetic field would be disrupted, and the power supply system in most areas would be directly paralyzed because no one was there.

"Hurry up, while there's still electricity, do whatever you want to do. I have all kinds of kitchen utensils in my space."

So, while others were desperately fighting zombies and collecting supplies, Long Yangyang, Qiu Ling, and Fu Muyu were researching how to make orange juice.

"Is this the start button?" Long Yangyang looked down at the unfamiliar characters and guessed.

“I think so,” Qiu Ling scratched his head, clearly not recognizing the Burmese language that sounded like gibberish. “I’ve made juice with my mother before. Juicers should all be used in roughly the same way.”

Long Yangyang seemed to understand. "Oh, I see. Then Lingling, you make orange juice. I have other fruits here, so you can make some other juices while you're at it."

Long Yangyang took out a bunch of fruits she had bought in Myanmar and Thailand from her spatial storage and put them on the table.

There were "wise" people around, and Long Yangyang only wanted to reap the benefits without lifting a finger, so her eyes were quickly drawn to the sausage grilling machine next to her.

"I also have a sausage grilling machine. I'll grill some sausages for you." Long Yangyang took out some frozen sausages, plugged in the sausage grilling machine, casually turned the button, placed the sausages on the machine, and waited for them to cook.

Fu Muyu watched the two's "outrageous actions" from the side, feeling quite helpless. These two really were a pair: one dared to speak, and the other dared to do.

Not long after, Fu Muyu saw juice splashing from Qiu Ling's juicer, spraying orange juice all over Qiu Ling, and the sausages on Long Yangyang's sausage grill were half burnt, making a sizzling sound.

"Alright, stop doing this." Fu Muyu thought to himself, "This is not how you waste food." "Yangyang, there's so much fruit here, why don't you take Lingling and make a fruit salad? We've collected quite a few yogurts."

Fu Muyu put down the pork he was holding and took over the rest of the work from the two of them.

Fu Muyu first borrowed a phone from Long Yangyang, used a translation app to translate the instruction manual, and after understanding how to use it, he cut the orange and put it into the juicer.

Then, adjust the temperature of the sausage grill and place the sausage on it.

On the other side, Long Yangyang, tired from cutting fruit, simply handed over her work to the hardworking and adorable Qiu Ling, and snuggled up to Fu Muyu, gazing longingly at the orange juice in the glass.

"You want to drink it now?"

Long Yangyang nodded affirmatively. She was the type of person who would never wait until the next second to get what she wanted.

Fu Muyu pressed the pause button, and the juicer that was dispensing orange juice stopped working. Fu Muyu casually picked up the paper cup that Long Yangyang had placed next to her and poured her a glass of orange juice.

"Bell~~~"

Just then, Long Yangyang's phone rang.

"Hello, big brother." Long Yangyang pressed the answer button and played the call out loud.

Hearing his younger sister's lively voice, Long Yuanchen felt relieved, knowing that Fu Muyu was taking good care of her.

"Yangyang, where are you? What are you doing?"

"I just arrived in Jidu," Long Yangyang said, her lies seemingly second nature. "Brother Fu is making orange juice, and I'm drinking it."

Long Yuanchen: ······

It's unbelievable that even in a world like this, these two still have the mood to make orange juice.

Is it because of superior skills and daring, or is it because of ignorance and fearlessness?