In a daze, Mailang raised his heavy eyelids. He touched his neck and felt very sore, as if he had been beaten, but he really couldn't remember what happened?
"Why am I here?" Mailang found himself lying on the cold cabin floor. Although he was wearing thick thermal underwear, the cold air still penetrated into his bones and made his limbs numb. "Even if I fell asleep, I should have
On the warm big bed in the bedroom."
Slowly getting up, Mailang raised his head and moved his hands and feet wildly with palpitations. The cold and other things were bearable, but the twenty or thirty evil-looking mutants in front of him were extremely scary. Especially the look in their eyes.
, indicating that they are all a little hungry.
A fed mutant can still be reasonable, but a hungry mutant will go crazy. Mailang immediately stood against the wall, stared at the mutant in front of him nervously, and tried to calmly shout: "I am Mailang,
The genius Colonel Mailan Piano is my protector, and you are prohibited from harming me."
More than 20 huge mutants were crowded in a warehouse storing sundries and looked at Mailang indifferently. They were so grumpy that they were obviously on the verge of breaking out.
Mailang glanced left and right, slowly walked to the door of the cabin, stuck his head through the iron window on the door and shouted outside, "Who is outside? I am the great genius Mailang, let me out quickly."
There was a mutant outside the door. When he saw Mailang's head appearing at the window, he said, "Are you willing to serve Victor Hugo, the commander of the army?"
"What Victor Hugo? What Corps Commander?" Mailang felt very uncomfortable as he pressed against the window. His limbs were weak, his head was dizzy, and he felt uncomfortable all over. He knew it was his drug addiction, so he quickly touched it.
Touching himself, he shouted to the mutants outside: "Bring me a 'Jet' quickly."
"The legion commander said that those who don't serve him have no value in living, and they are too thin to feed dogs." The mutant at the door slowly took out a chocolate from his body, and patiently slowly opened the wrapping paper
After peeling it off, he stuffed it into his mouth. He said intoxicatedly: "It's great to have chocolate, but it's a pity that you can't enjoy it."
"What's so good about chocolate? I don't like eating chocolate at all. Give me a piece of 'Jet' quickly, give it to me quickly." Mai Lang was a little anxious. He had always been taking medicine, but now he doesn't need Jet.
His life is still miserable.
"That's because you don't have any chocolate." A bar of chocolate wasn't enough to fit between the mutant's teeth, so the mutant acting as a guard outside the cabin took out another one from his body. But it looked at it and put the chocolate down again, sighing:
"It's a pity that I can't eat it openly."
Mailang's drug addiction became more and more serious, and his hands and feet began to tremble all over. At this time, a mutant who was imprisoned squeezed to the door of the cabin and said to the mutant guarding outside: "Marcos, why do you give a
Human beings are slaves? You actually turn against your own kind."
"You don't need to sow discord between me and my employer. I know you are jealous of me." Marcos grinned outside the door and said, "Commander Hugo is much more generous than Colonel Piano. Colonel Piano
When have we ever been fed with open bellies?”
When it comes to eating, it is a flaw for mutants. These strong warriors are not afraid of death, fighting, or facing any hardships, but they are just afraid of hunger. Marcus continued, "The legion commander said that as long as you don't make trouble,
I’ll feed you every day.”
The mutants who were locked up felt relieved when they heard that they could have full stomachs. They were also unlucky today. They let Zhou Qingfeng board the ship out of nowhere, and with the help of Marco Shi, they were defeated one by one and locked up. Now...
..., we can only wait slowly for dinner.
After waiting for two hours, a group of mutants were so hungry that they were about to riot. Only then did Zhou Qingfeng push a few big carts to deliver food, "I've seen your food storage room on the ship, and it's not normal at all."
food, and the quantity is not enough. So I got you dinner from other sources."
The mutant's nose is quite good, and the smell is delicious. You must know that the so-called food stored in the cabin is frozen corpses. Zhou Qingfeng looked at the human corpses and couldn't take them away.
Come out and feed the mutants.
then…….
"What is this?" When it comes to eating, Marco Shi is the most active and convenient. He almost jumped up and rushed to Zhou Qingfeng, and immediately shouted in surprise: "It's actually fish? Or cooked fried fish."
Zhou Qingfeng was a little embarrassed, "Although these foods don't look very good, I think they are better than what you originally ate."
"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious!" Marco Shi had already started to fish out a salmon with only one fish head left in the big bucket, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it a few times.
Seeing its eyes widening, it shouted in an excited and incredible tone: "It makes me want to cry. How long has it been since I had such normal food?"
Please, you just ate most of the dried meat I used as food for lunch. Is it such an exaggeration at this time?
Zhou Qingfeng complained silently in his heart. He left a large bucket for Marco Shi and sent the cart to the door of the cabin where other mutants were detained. At this time, the bars at the door were already crowded with mutants, and many people were vying to squeeze in.
Ah, squeeze, and kept smelling the aroma of food wafting out of the vat.
"What is it? What kind of food is it? I seem to smell the smell of barbecue. Oh my God! There is barbecue at this time. It's so luxurious, so luxurious!"
"There is wine, I smell the smell of wine. Although it is a bit light and the alcohol content is not high, I am sure it is the smell of wine. It is really exciting!"
"Is this food for us? I can't believe it! We were captured and could still eat so well."
The mutants in the cabin were about to riot. The metal hatch was being squeezed by their huge force and was deforming. It could twist and disintegrate. Zhou Qingfeng quickly shouted: "Quiet, I won't feed you if you continue to make trouble."
"
More than twenty unruly mutants immediately behaved like elementary school students, staying in the cabin quietly and making no sound. But their eyes were all staring out the window, eagerly waiting for food to be delivered.
Come in.
Suddenly, the cabin door opened, and the loyal dog-legger Marcos stood outside with a machine gun and shouted: "Be honest, don't move. I will blow the head off whoever dares to mess around."
As a result, all the mutant prisoners in the cabin were stiff, wishing they could stop breathing. Zhou Qingfeng brought the food cart in and thoughtfully put an emergency light in to provide lighting.
As soon as the cabin door closed, the mutants inside immediately rioted again, one by one rushing towards the vat of food like wolves and tigers. Immediately someone shouted in shock: "Am I right? This is noodles? I have eaten it before.
,This is Japanese udon noodles.”
"And sushi? Lots and lots of sushi. I like sushi, even though they are all broken."
"This seems to be tempura, and eel-yaki, and this bottle is filled with sake. I once worked in a Japanese restaurant, and I must have read it right. This is what people really eat. Damn it!
Colonel Arno, it actually said that mutants can just eat corpses."
"God, we can finally eat normal food. We no longer have to eat carrion, and we no longer have to eat corpses. I want to shout now, although I am a mutant, I really don't like to eat corpses.
"
There were shouts and screams one after another in the cabin that served as a prison. Outside the cabin, Marcos raised his hands together and buried his head in the big bucket of food. He was snoring loudly while eating.
Zhou Qingfeng sighed and thought to himself: I'm sorry! I have no choice. I really can't find suitable food on the ship, so I can only go to Japan in the real world to get some hotel water to feed the mutants.
.Seriously, I’m not trying to feed you like pigs.
At this moment, a burst of wild shouts rang out in the prison - Long live Victor Hugo! Long live the Legion Commander! Long live the Aurora Legion!