Cheng Jiayi only knows how to stew rice.

But she knew that she had to replenish a lot of food now, and rice alone could not meet the needs of the body.

Fortunately, the refrigerator was full of fish and meat. She took out a bag of ribs and put them in water to thaw.

She concentrated all the snacks at home and counted all the food reserves. The rice was not ready yet, and the ribs had not yet thawed, and the familiar feeling of weakness came again.

She found the sugar and dug three large spoons in the electric kettle.

Waiting for the time when the water was boiling, she took out her phone to dial. There was still no reply.

The hospital is full of patients, so where can I eat so much? Maybe my mother is also sick and is injecting some drip, or maybe she is crowded and she has lost her phone?

Cheng Jiayi imagined a series of reassuring answers in her mind, but she vaguely had the worst plan in her heart, but she was just unwilling to think about it.

If it is really the end of the world, no one can escape it.

Back in the car, Du Yiyi couldn't wait to ask, "Dad, is it really okay on Mom?"

"Your mother is fine, she's busy now." Dad Du rubbed his forehead tiredly and started the car. "The hospital is full of patients, and some of them are also ill."

"Ah!" Du Yiyi jumped up, "Then Cheng Jiayi's parents--"

"I can't control others anymore. Yiyi, do you feel always hungry and always want to eat and drink?" Dad Du looked at Du Yiyi while driving.

Du Yiyi shook his head, "I'm not very hungry. It's just that when my mother asked me for some candy on WeChat, I seemed a little hungry, so I ate two pieces of chocolate from my deskmate, and then it's all right."

Dad Du nodded and sighed, "That's good. When we pass by the supermarket, we buy some food, but we don't know if the supermarket is safe."

"Dad, if my deskmate is my parents..." Du Yiyi thought of the hunger that Cheng Jiayi showed, and endured it, and did not dare to say it.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe in his father, but that he trusts his father too much. His father must have reported Cheng Jiayi without hesitation.

"The government will manage it. You don't have to go to school these days, and you can call your deskmate twice a day." Dad Du said.

Du Yiyi had no choice but to agree.

They parked in front of the nearest supermarket. There were already armed police guards at the entrance of the supermarket. As soon as they entered, they saw that there were some shelves inside, which were messy and the staff were busy cleaning up.

"Buy canned cooked food." Du Yiyi pulled Du's father and said.

Dad Du was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly, "Yes, you are still smart."

The two bought two shopping carts of canned food—meat, fish, and a few boxes of chocolates found on the ground, a pile of candies, and a bag of rice.

When paying, more people flock to the supermarket.

When I went out, there were more armed police officers at the entrance of the supermarket.

Du Yiyi returned to the car and sent Cheng Jiayi a WeChat message, as well as photos from the supermarket, and what they bought.

Cheng Jiayi has been paying attention to the movements of the phone. When he saw it, he could only stare blankly.

She didn't dare to leave the room alone.

She regretted it a little, and didn't expect to ask them to send themselves to the supermarket first.

But even if they invited her to the supermarket, she didn't dare to go with her. If she didn't eat, she might go crazy.

Check online how to make pork ribs. She turned on the fire and passed the pork ribs over the blood.

While looking at the churning water, she remembered the bloody scene in the classroom. She was actually eager for blood?

No, what she desires is food, whether it is raw or cooked.

She has indeed mutated.

People who have been influenced by doomsday novels are easy to accept reality. Cheng Jiayi quickly accepted the fact that he had mutated.

After washing the ribs, he threw them back into the pot, throwing them into the salt, ginger, soy sauce and so on, adding water, Cheng Jiayi drank half a kettle with the warm sugar water, then sat down with his eyes closed and felt it carefully.

The body's digestive and absorption capacity has been strengthened, and it will definitely not be strengthened in vain. It will definitely be strengthened to somewhere.

It's not a "crystal core", it's the body itself.

The crystal nucleus is either the head or the dantian. The body must be bones, muscles or internal organs.

Or so-called mental power.

My stomach felt relieved for a while, and soon became empty again. Cheng Jiayi grabbed the magazine on the coffee table and turned on a page, and read it silently. He put down the magazine, and the only thing he read was left with vague memories.

Not mental power.

Cheng Jiayi picked up a grip on the bottom of the coffee table and held it hard. The grip only pressed a little bit.

Not musculoskeletal.

That's the crystal core?

Cheng Jiayi leaned on the sofa in distractedness.

The phone flashed.

"Are you okay?" Du Yiyi's WeChat.

Cheng Jiayi stared at it and then slowly typed: It's okay, it's just tired.

"I didn't say. Is your family eating enough?"

Cheng Jiayi's tears came out again.

She knew Du Yiyi liked her, but Du Yiyi never said that, so she pretended not to know.

Enough. I cooked and was waiting for my mother's news.

There was quiet for a while, and a few more words came.

"My dad said the hospital was also very messy. I sent my mom a WeChat message and asked her to help inquire about your dad. I didn't dare to ask you to come to my house. My dad would definitely tell me."

Cheng Jiayi typed: I understand. Thank you. I'll sleep for a while.

"If you wake up, contact me. An."

Cheng Jiayi threw away his cell phone.

The rice was cooked and the aroma of the ribs came. Cheng Jiayi served a large bowl of rice and a large bowl of ribs. Sitting in front of the coffee table, turning on the TV.

There is real-time news on the TV, and experts also answered that it was about hypoglycemia caused by heat and some people's mental disorders. It called on citizens to stay at home as much as possible, reduce activities, eat more sugar and high-nutrition foods to increase immunity and resistance.

Nonsense.

Cheng Jiayi said in his heart.

Deceiving oneself.

She continued.

Before I knew it, I ate a large bowl of rice and a whole plate of ribs, and even the bones were broken.

Cheng Jiayi was a little stunned.

The ribs are not hot enough, the meat is cooked and the bones are still hard. Could it be that she strengthened her teeth first?

She felt a little uncomfortable when she stared at the rice bowl, so she took off her glasses.

Blinking, looking up at the TV again.

The row of small words under the TV are clear.

Cheng Jiayi loosened the chopsticks in his hand.

She was originally myopic, more than 400 degrees. She took off her glasses and was not blind, and she would never see the handwriting on the TV if she opened her eyes.

Could it be that her body has been really strengthened? She has indeed mutated?

Until dark, Cheng Jiayi did not receive a call from her mother and father.

What happened all day was exhausted, and she ate all the big pot of rice and ribs she cooked in the afternoon. She mechanically cooked another pot of rice and placed a large piece of beef in the refrigerator in the water.

Should she go to the hospital to find her mother?

Rationally, she knew it was best to hide at home now, only home is the safest. But emotionally, she wanted to find her parents, regardless of life or death.

In the hazy state, Cheng Jiayi fell asleep on the sofa.

Cheng Jiayi was awakened by hunger. When she woke up, it was still dark. She used to touch her glasses, but her eyes were clear, and she suddenly remembered what happened before going to bed.

I first filled a lot of sugar water and touched the window. The community was quiet and only the street lights were still on.

She returned to the kitchen.

The beef had melted through. She had no desire to eat it when facing the melted blood.
Chapter completed!