Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system-Chapter 659 - 647: End of the World Dimension 35

As they descended, they were greeted by the spicy aroma of hot pot, a scent that hadn’t been present since the end of the world. A wave of nostalgia washed over him as he remembered his wife’s cravings, which could only be satisfied once every two or three months. He remembered how happy she would be every time.

"Come on over! It’s almost ready," Xia Yue called out when she saw them.

Yan Mo and Qi Ran walked over and took their seats on the bench reserved for them.

Yan Mo sat next to Xia Yue, and Qi Ran sat next to Yan Mo.

"Mr. Qi, we have fruit juice, Happy Water, and coconut milk for beverages. Help yourself to whatever you like; I didn’t bring any alcohol," Xia Yue informed Qi Ran.

"Hm, thank you," Qi Ran nodded in acknowledgment.

"Don’t mention it. Help yourself to whatever you wish," Yan Mo said to Qi Ran.

"Hm." Qi Ran nodded, glancing at the communal chopsticks that were placed on the table and in the pot. Everyone used them to place food into their bowls.

"Is it good?" Ziluo asked Lin Jingyang beside her.

"Mmm, it’s delicious. The food tastes even better than the food we had before the apocalypse. The juice is also very good," Lin Jingyang nodded, doubting whether he was dreaming, the numbing spiciness making him question if he was actually enjoying such delicious food and beverage.

"Of course, these are all grown and raised in our resort," Ziluo declared proudly.

Seeing how much Lin Jingyang was enjoying the meal, Qi Ran followed suit. After taking the first bite, his eyes widened in surprise. He tried a bit of everything and even took a sip of the juice.

He wasn’t like Lin Jingyang, the immature child who was limited in what he had tasted.

Before the apocalypse, he was the head of the Qi Family and the CEO of a large corporation, he had been exposed to the finest food and drink.

The dishes and juice on this table would have been deemed top-tier even before the end of the world; even the finest hotels might not have been able to offer this quality.

These inhabitants of a different world were truly extraordinary.

"This is excellent," declared Qi Ran.

"If you like it, eat up. Who knows when we will get to eat like this again?" Ziluo said.

She had prepared herself for potentially not being able to enjoy hot pot for the next three or four months.

"No need to be so pessimistic. As long as we can get him back home, we should be able to enjoy this again," Xia Xi responded, glancing at Lin Jingyang.

"There are too many people over there. If we were to enjoy such luxury there, others would likely become envious. It’s better not to,

Human minds can be very complicated," Ziluo shook her head, showing no trust in the humans living here. The collapse of societal order could drive people mad.

If others were to find out about their luxurious feast, some would undoubtedly demand that they share. Even if they were willing to share, people might suspect that they were hoarding supplies.

The reason there weren’t as many precautions in place was because they were surrounded by zombies. Zombie thinking hadn’t evolved to the manipulative level of humans; otherwise, she would never have suggested having hot pot.

Lin Jingyang wanted to say something, but he held back, recalling his own experiences. freeweɓnøvel.com

Having gone through certain things already had changed his naivety. He was starting to understand Ziluo’s words.

"Let’s enjoy our meal and avoid depressing conversations," Xia Yue said, lightening the mood.

"Yes, I’m going to enjoy this while I can," Ziluo nodded.

The hot pot meal lasted two hours. Aside from the self-disciplined Yan Mo, Xia Xi and the inhuman Ziluo and Mo Si, even Qi Ran had eaten his fill.

Ziluo single-handedly polished off the leftovers.

After everyone had eaten their share, Ziluo used the Cleaning Technique to instantly tidy up the dishes and utensils. Xia Yue then packed everything away.