Chapter 592 Ablation 45
After dressing the wound, Zhang Zedong went to look for Fu Yizhi with his injured arm in his arms.
The Institute is not far from here.
He had originally wanted to ask if he was going to leave immediately.
Unexpectedly, I saw the two of them getting close together, and there were small pained and sobbing sounds from inside, and they were very intimate.
This, this is just a trip from the gate of hell. Do the two bosses give dog food to this kind of single dog who was just dumped by his girlfriend?
Zhang Zedong touched his slightly injured heart, and then retreated consciously.
Let's rest first.
Having just lost three companions, they need to adjust as well.
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Several people were seriously injured, and it was really not suitable for them to continue on their way.
Anyway, I have already passed the bridge, and it is not far from the research institute, so there is no need to worry.
After cleaning the wound, Fu Anan went out with a small notebook and sat aside to sort out everyone's supplies.
Four of the protective suits they wore had problems.
Three of the suits were scratched and the remaining one was a damaged helmet.
The broken Fu An'an was not lost, she put it away and replaced it with a new one for them.
Three of the backpacks were also dropped during the escape, and they contained food and water. It is not particularly distressing that there are still many of these Fu Anan.
Even after going through a lot of life and death, Fu An'an took out a big meal at dinner time in the evening.
For NPCs, the consciousness of the game is vague.
The concept of space has also been blurred for them as a matter of course.
So when Fu Anan took out these foods, the mercenaries were not surprised that she conjured so many foods out of thin air, but were surprised that there were so many delicious foods.
Fu An'an cleared out the table that doctors used to sit in for consultations, and put on the delicious food made by the chef of the hotel.
Calcined eel, lion head, soft-shelled turtle soup, spicy shrimp, beef in sauce, roast leg of lamb, and a whole big watermelon! This made everyone who had eaten instant noodles and compressed biscuits uncontrollably salivate.
Tonight's meal was absolutely perfect!
It was decadent that the food came in after a sweep, and the dishes on the table were wiped out half an hour later.
Zhang Zedong sucked the soft-shelled turtle shell twice, and volunteered to cut up the big watermelon. Eating the sweet flesh gave him an unprecedented sense of happiness!
He experienced the happiness described by other members who were lucky enough to be matched with Master Fu before, the feeling of happiness that can eat and drink well in the late game!
At the same time, he was a little puzzled, the probability of Master Fu and the others possessing space props was too high.
It's understandable if you get it multiple times in a ten-player game,
But this is a game of thousands!
According to the dates mentioned by other members, there were probably three or four games in between.
Will the boss be favored by the game?
Zhang Zedong took another big bite of the watermelon and reached out to grab the third one.
It turned out that there was nothing on the plate, so he picked up the already eaten watermelon rind and gnawed it again, and gnawed off all the red flesh sticking to the skin.
Touching my bulging belly, I have to say that playing games with Master Fu is very comfortable!
But at the same time he was a little worried—
"Sister Fu, we ate so much today, is there enough food in the space?"
"This... has never been enough."
According to the fact that there are only four space props, it would be a dream to hold enough food and water for eight people for ten days.
"Anyway, it's consuming and collecting at the same time, it's okay."
Fu Anan patted him on the shoulder.
Didn't tell him anything about space abilities.
good night everyone~