I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1085 - 1185: Xie Jianguo: Patience Is a Virtue, but How Am I Supposed to Eat Without Hands!

Jing Shu’s mouth twitched. Although you don’t have to go out to eat here, Jianguo has been trapped for so long, it’s completely understandable that he wants to go out.

Zhen Nantian nodded, "Since Mr. Xie can go out on his own, let’s go out and get something to eat, then we can discuss slowly." He pointed to a few members of the team and added, "But someone still needs to guard the Energy Pool, so we’ll have groups of two, four-hour shifts."

The special team’s members naturally had no objections, and two people stayed behind. After all, the most important thing this time was this Energy Pool, and there couldn’t be any mistakes.

Big Yellow Teeth from the logistics department also arranged the shifts, ensuring Xiao Ye and the villagers would take turns watching the road and this area.

After leaving some minor arrangements, Jing Shu followed the crowd out, she really didn’t want to return to this damned place. Even after staying for just a short while, she felt sticky and wet all over. Even though she was wearing some isolation raincoat, it still felt strange—

In short, thinking about living in either stomach acid or a place full of mucus... neither was a good place.

Outside the nest was undoubtedly better than inside, at least it was more spacious and less oppressive.

At first, Jianguo could only crawl out like a snail, but after leaving the deep tunnel, his speed increased, almost matching the pace of an old man walking, a remarkable improvement!

Believe that after a few days of training, he might even reach a normal person’s speed.

Once Jianguo came out, he couldn’t help but rub his eyes in shock. Was this the same damned place he had been trapped in for so long? Was this still the stinking ditch where everyone lay about every day? What had he missed? What was he seeing?

He saw that people who used to lay here waiting for death had turned into spirited young men, each holding a few pitch-black pancakes, munching on them while working with tools.

And this place, which was originally a combination of a stinking ditch and living garbage, had become much cleaner.

The left tunnel was even thoughtfully covered to resemble a toilet, and the right, once dark and complex nest, was excavated into an open area, now divided into several zones, with rows of tents neatly set up.

As for the outermost area—there were various supplies and giant insects.

In short, this former African refugee-like settlement had instantly upgraded, looking much more pleasing to the eye.

Chu Zhuohua was leading Wu You’ai and a few students, their butts in the air as they dug for energy research. Seeing Jing Shu and a few others come out with a quirky person—his eyes lit up and they all ran over.

"So, how was it inside? Any discoveries?"

Yang Yang roughly explained the information, and also mentioned the food being digested abnormally fast.

Chu Zhuohua’s eyes sparkled at Jianguo, whose soul was nearly devoured by the intense gaze, causing him to hide behind Jing Shu.

Jing Shu: "..."

"Alright then, let’s eat, I’ll get Master Liang to bring out the prepped food, no need to light a fire."

Who knows if lighting a fire would cause an explosion in this damned place, Jing Shu didn’t want to risk her life.

When it came to eating, the whole team was very devout and serious.

Though they couldn’t light a fire, the food shouldn’t be dealt with haphazardly, so a simple meal would do for now.

"Let’s eat quickly, we still have serious matters to discuss afterward."

So Jianguo was brought to the dining area, which was just a bigger tent. As soon as he sat down, a bowl clanked in front of him, then a spoonful of red chili oil was added. Immediately, Jianguo’s eyes widened.

Tofu jerky, dried fish, pickled eggplant, mashed potatoes, pickles... These foods, seemingly undesirable in the apocalypse, appeared right in his bowl.

And then, everyone received a nang personally baked by Master Liang.

Time to eat!

Everyone dipped the hard nang into the chili oil soup until it softened, and with a bite, the soup mixed with a cold spicy salad, a bite of eggplant mashed potatoes that was both fragrant and spicy...

Especially the nang, which was soaked until crispy on the outside but firm inside, had a crunchy salty fragrance, eaten with the chili oil and vegetables, it was intensely flavorful.

Jianguo was anxious, understanding the saying about not being able to eat hot tofu impatiently, but he didn’t have hands!

Everyone halfway through eating: "..."

Forgot about Jianguo.

Jing Shu smiled awkwardly, "Need any help?"

Jianguo tried to form a cylinder covering the spoon, feeding himself. Though difficult, he managed, shaking his head, "No need. I can’t always rely on help, I need to adapt. Life is like a chess game, I am just a pawn; slow to move but never retreating!"

He sported a melancholic yet artistic air, as if saying, though I’m disabled, my ambition is high, I’m physically disabled but strong-minded, I can do this!

Jing Shu: "..." patted Jianguo and said, "Brother Xie, don’t belittle yourself. Once you get the hang of this energy, you’ll manage to eat with three or four hands, maybe even have seven, eight, nine, or ten legs, outpacing everyone here, they’ll all be envious." So stop acting so tragic.

Jianguo blinked, as if discovering a new world, astonished, realizing it sounded reasonable, perhaps even awesome?

Big Yellow Teeth glanced at the just-consumed supplies and frowned, "If staying in there requires constant eating to keep up strength, even without continuous feeding, as they said, it’ll be digested, shouldn’t we change our food redistribution strategy?"

Jing Shu nodded, "If it’s going to be digested, better that it’s eaten."