A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 51: He looks delicious.

It was past half past six and it was completely dark.

The entire Huiqi City was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

In the pitch-black air, a chilly wind blew through the streets filled with zombies and mutants, and the bare branches of the trees made rustling sounds.

Compared to the daytime, zombies at night are obviously more agile. They no longer wander slowly and aimlessly, but like hunting hyenas, they shuttle through the deserted streets, trying to catch the scent of prey with their sense of smell and hearing.

Different from the cold atmosphere outside, inside the jellyfish house, the whole space is in a very warm state.

The Jellyfish House, which is more than 50 square meters, is hung with a soft chandelier, and string lights with a strong sense of atmosphere are arranged around the walls to create a perfect atmosphere.

Looking carefully from the outside, the light can be seen faintly from the surface of the umbrella, just like a normal jellyfish emitting a very faint glow under the night sky.

Liu Qingzhi sat on the rattan swing chair, with her long, straight legs hanging casually, holding a cup of hot milk that had just been brewed.

This was not a rare thing before the apocalypse, but after the apocalypse, this kind of instant bagged milk powder has almost become a luxury.

Zhao Jiayan found this when he was rummaging through the goods in a clothing store on the second floor. There were two large bags, sixty bags in total, one of which was about to expire, and the other was still several months away from its expiration date.

Zhao Jiayan originally planned to make three cups from one bag, but Huo Lin didn't want to drink it, so he finally divided the bag into two parts, half for himself and half for Liu Qingzhi.

Zhao Jiayan has fire-related abilities, Huo Lin's lightning abilities can generate electricity autonomously, and Liu Qingzhi has water-related abilities.

These three superpowers are very practical in life.

It can basically solve all problems in life.

So even in this jellyfish house, boiling milk using fire or electricity is a piece of cake.

At this moment, Zhao Jiayan sat on his sofa, drank a big sip of hot milk, and sighed with satisfaction, "This is what it means to enjoy yourself!"

Liu Qingzhi glanced at the milk in her hand. A rich milky aroma accompanied by a thin layer of hot air wafted out of it.

The plastic cup wall does not insulate heat very well, and the temperature of the milk is transmitted to his palm, which is not hot at all, but rather has a very comfortable warm feeling.

He took a sip, the taste of milk flowed over the tip of his tongue, and after flowing into his throat, his stomach buds gradually became warm.

Zhao Jiayan said: "If I weren't afraid that being too noisy would attract the attention of zombies, I would have played a song."

Liu Qingzhi glanced at him and said, "You can also wear headphones."

Zhao Jiayan shook his head: "That's different." It didn't feel right.

After saying this, he seemed to have thought of something, looked at Huo Lin who was sitting on another sofa, and asked curiously: "Brother Lin, you usually don't eat much, is it true that only the blood of awakened people or people with special abilities can be considered delicious food to you?"

After saying that, without waiting for Huo Lin to speak, he continued: "If that's the case, then from your perspective, are Brother Zhi and I the equivalent of plump lambs emitting sweet fragrance?"