Chen Mo looked at the food in front of him.

He naturally witnessed everything that happened over there.

An Mingyue said.

"You don't have to think too much, these are all my own food."

Chen Mo shook his head.

"Thank you, I have my own."

Saying that, Chen Mo opened the mountaineering bag on Poverty-stricken's body.

He took out a few sausages and water from it, and that's not all.

What was even more unbelievable was that he actually took out two self-heating meals from the mountaineering bag.

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An Mingyue's mouth opened wide, her beautiful eyes widened.

"You have... self-heating meals in that bag?!"

She was dumbfounded.

Not only her, but even the survivors in the distance were staring wide-eyed.

"What the f*ck?! Those are self-heating meals!"

"Rice! That's rice! I haven't had rice and meat for a long time!!"

Compared to their food, it was nothing!

Someone tiptoed and looked into the mountaineering bag.

When they saw the various types of food supplies inside, they were so excited that they almost couldn't breathe.

"His bag is full of food!"

"It's all food!"

"What?! Is this for real?!"

You should know that Poverty-stricken was carrying four or five bags of different sizes.

Mountaineering bags have large capacities and spaces.

Could it be that all the bags were filled with food?!

All the survivors present had greedy looks in their eyes.

Watching Chen Mo tear open the self-heating meal and pour water into it to heat it up.

One by one, they couldn't help but start salivating.

An Mingyue didn't know what to say for a moment!

But when she thought of Chen Mo's incredibly powerful strength, even daring to enter a large supermarket alone and return safely with antipyretic medicine and fever-reducing patches.

I'm afraid, for him.

The food they worked so hard to obtain was simply within his reach...

"Gurgle gurgle..." The two self-heating meals in front of them emitted a steaming mist.

Actually, he didn't carry much of this stuff.

Self-heating meals were large, heavy, and took up a lot of space. Compared to compressed biscuits and bread, which were filling.

Apart from the taste, they were really lacking in many aspects.

In the fifteen years of the apocalypse, he had at least eaten four or five years' worth of supply liquid in the war zone.

For Chen Mo, it didn't matter what he ate as long as it filled his stomach.

But sometimes, life still needed some sense of ceremony.

Just like eating a hot and fragrant rice bowl in the apocalypse.

After a few minutes, the boiling sound of water gradually subsided.

Chen Mo picked up a portion and handed it over.

"Here."

An Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then murmured incredulously.

"For me?"

Chen Mo nodded.

"Yeah."

"Thank you for today."

An Mingyue felt cherished and surprised.

Looking at the [Soy Sauce Braised Pork Rice] in front of her, the biscuits in her hand suddenly didn't taste good anymore.

"Gurgle..." Her stomach couldn't help but growl.

An Mingyue blushed and sat down.

Coughing a few times, she lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Th-thank you..."

Chen Mo smiled.

He opened the lid of the box in his hand, and a fragrant aroma immediately filled the air.

The brown sauce spread out, with several pieces of beef on top, emitting a fragrant aroma.

Even Zhou Haoran couldn't help but take a glance.

"Hmph!"

The survivors around them were dumbfounded, their eyes becoming a little sore and red from looking.

Originally, they had eaten a lot of food and weren't very hungry.

But their mouths watered.

"That..."

"What does the beef rice taste like?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"I seem... to be a little hungry again."

An Mingyue was excitedly and reverently holding the [Soy Sauce Braised Pork Rice] in her hands.

As if she had obtained a treasure, she carefully opened it.

This was braised pork rice!

Braised pork rice!

In the apocalypse, eating a mouthful of hot rice was something that many people dreamed of!

Looking at the crystal-clear and distinct grains of rice in the box.

With the sauce and braised pork on top.

An Mingyue's small hand trembled as she picked up a spoonful and put it in her mouth.

Boom!

This familiar taste struck her soul!

A sense of happiness!

"Ahwoo... Ahwoo..." An Mingyue ate it greedily.

A mist appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The survivors around her couldn't help but start chewing along with An Mingyue.

It was as if they were the ones eating, their eyes burning like wolves and tigers.

On the other side, Chen Mo had already finished eating.

Looking at An Mingyue's excited and beautiful face, his expression was a bit strange.

He didn't say much, but instead went to Qi Qi's side.

He took out some porridge from the mountaineering bag and fed it to her.

After taking antipyretic medicine and using fever-reducing patches, Qi Qi's condition had improved significantly.

It was as if she was sleeping.

Chen Mo looked at Qi Qi's small hand, and the awakening dark patterns on it seemed to be almost complete.

Feeling somewhat relieved, he gently touched her hair.

Zhou Haoran seemed to be very resistant to Chen Mo's presence. Since Chen Mo arrived, the two of them had not communicated at all.

...

Evening.

Everything that happened today made many survivors feel extremely exhausted.

When people are full, they tend to think more.

And they naturally did the same. Many people covered their faces and cried, expressing the pain in their hearts.

Soon, everyone started to rest one after another.

Chen Mo leaned against Poverty-stricken's belly, surrounded by a faint candlelight.

His eyes flickered, thinking about something.

Chen Mo took out the crystal cores he had obtained today from his pocket.

As the saying goes, fortune favors the brave.Upon leaving the large supermarket, Chen Mo steeled himself and extracted the Crystal Cores from the brains of the zombies he had killed.

Three first-order cores, forty-six inferior ones.

It could be said that this was his most fruitful harvest yet.

One could only imagine the danger involved.

The quality of the zombies in that large supermarket was extremely abnormal.

In theory, the roar of the Zombie King was to gather zombies.

But for some reason, those zombies suddenly stopped moving and did not choose to attack him.

Chen Mo shook his head.

He murmured.

"The zombies in that large supermarket are at least second-order beings."

And they were likely close to reaching the third order.

The rate of advancement of these zombies and heresies was much faster than that of humans.

In his previous life, zombies in many areas had reached the fourth order when the human side only saw the emergence of second-order Abilities users.

Only then did they have a chance to fight back.

After absorbing these Crystal Cores, his dominant Ability should be able to reach the second order...

Chen Mo's eyes flickered, just as he was about to absorb them.

A voice sounded.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

An Mingyue appeared out of nowhere.

She looked at Chen Mo and casually found a place to sit down.

She said softly.

"We take turns keeping watch every night."

"You can rest assured."

Chen Mo nodded.

"What about you?"

An Mingyue glanced at the others who were already asleep.

She lowered her head and murmured.

"Me?"

"Since the end of the world began, I've been sleeping very little."

"Yesterday, there were sixteen survivors here."

"But today, there are only six left."

Chen Mo's face was calm as he spoke.

"This is the end of the world."

"You have to try to accept it."

An Mingyue gave a bitter smile and said.

"Chen Mo, do you know, actually, when I found out that there were only six survivors left here."

"For some reason, I felt a bit relieved..."

"I may not be as righteous as I thought."

"Zhou Haoran and I taking care of sixteen people was just too exhausting..."

Chen Mo was silent for a moment, looking at the bonfire in front of him, he said quietly.

"Don't think too much, just be true to your heart."

In the end of the world, almost no one stays the same.

At least, An Mingyue was one of the few people he had seen who could still hold onto their original intentions.

An Mingyue: "What about you?"

"What are you doing this for?"