Chapter 853: If You Can’t Finish It, Take It To Go
Chapter 853: Chapter 853: If You Can’t Finish It, Take It To Go
"What nonsense are you talking about? What saplings? I don’t know anything about that?"
Bai Xiqin lifted her foot and crushed the fallen leaves of the Fusang Tree.
The patterns of the Mandala Flower, along with the green vitality, turned into nourishment for this forest.
No trace of Fusang Tree leaves could be seen in the soil, but the vitality was so rich that it seemed a green plant would sprout right on the spot.
"Huh?"
Bai Xiqin’s face bore an innocent expression, leaving the Water Python momentarily unresponsive.
Has the master lost her memory?
After throwing so many Fusang tree saplings into the sea, she claims to forget right away?
"You probably just dreamed it. We don’t have any saplings, and none of those things in the sea were thrown by us! It’s getting late; time to go back to sleep!"
Bai Xiqin yawned and glanced up at the moon.
The moon was exceedingly bright, its cool light casting down on the ground, touching her fair face.
Her eyes curved, carrying a hint of slyness.
No matter who asked her, she would deny it; the Fusang Tree had nothing to do with her.
Zhang Yiming chuckled softly, audibly.
"Yeah, I didn’t see anything either."
Zhang Yiming looked up at the moon while speaking, eyes smiling, thinking of something cheerful.
"You should focus on cultivating; we’re leaving."
Leng Yebai walked in front of Zhang Yiming with a cold face, deliberately pulling Bai Xiqin’s fingers.
After raising it up, they headed towards the bus.
Afraid some Zombie Emperor wouldn’t notice him holding Bai Xiqin’s fingers.
"Cultivation?"
The Water Python was full of curiosity, completely unsure what cultivation meant.
It only knew that absorbing Crystal Cores could enhance Superpowers, and cultivation seemed like something only gods in TV dramas would do?
"Zombies absorb moonlight gradually."
Leng Yebai stated earnestly.
The Water Python nodded understandingly, "Oh."
Zhang Yiming: ...
Under the moonlight, Zhang Yiming returned to the tree, his powerful brainwaves enveloping the nearby sea area, guarding against something unknown.
The Mutated Giant Python twisted its massive body in a hidden corner where it thought no one could see, and Bai Xiqin collected it into her space.
When Bai Xiqin and her companion returned to the bus, it was almost dawn.
Bai Xiqin yawned lazily, slipping into a hazy dream.
The sun rose as usual from the east, its gentle rays spilling over the decaying beach.
The rotten scent was overwhelming, a stench that seemed determined not to dissipate for days or even weeks.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Early in the morning, Captain Zhang was gleefully knocking on the bus door.
"Morning!"
Bai Yifan, wearing an apron, waved at Captain Zhang, handing him a plate.
On the plate was a freshly made egg pancake, accompanied by a small pinch of pickles.
Delicious, without being overly extravagant.
The Bai Family was already seated around the table, enjoying their pancakes, harmoniously.
The Base Commander ate while watching his son, occasionally chuckling foolishly, appearing just a bit... slow-witted.
Captain Zhang looked at the plate Bai Yifan handed him, quietly stuffing a large bite of pancake into his mouth.
A wealthy household is indeed wealthy; even meals are lavish.
A sense of refreshment burst in his mouth; he could clearly feel each cell rejoicing at the food he swallowed.
Bai Yifan reflected slightly, and living a low-profile life wasn’t too terrible, at least there’s food.
Captain Zhang naturally sat on the sofa, saying nothing, burying his head in eating.
Eating mustn’t be wasted.
He would never waste such an opportunity to eat for free; after all, the wealthy were never afraid of being eaten poor, all he needed was shamelessness.
Plate after plate, Captain Zhang’s appetite nearly surpassed Bai Xiqin’s.
Astonishing the Bai Family.
Until Bai Yifan’s arm started to ache from making pancakes, Captain Zhang stopped under everyone’s gaze and elegantly put down his chopsticks.
Actually, he could eat tomorrow’s meals too.
But everyone kept watching him, making him a bit embarrassed.
Yes, he was begging for food, but he begged while standing up, not like ordinary beggars.
One must beg with dignity, without losing face, and pay attention to image.
"Captain Zhang, why don’t you have another one?"
Bai Yifan handed the freshly made last pancake to Captain Zhang, tentatively asking.
He suspected Captain Zhang could still eat.
"Thank you, I’m already full."
Captain Zhang wore a very gentle smile, waving his hand gracefully,
"Thanks for the meal."
Getting to eat an egg pancake in this era was extremely challenging, as both oil and eggs were hard currency and difficult to come by.
Even in the Human Survivor Alliance, very few people could get an egg.
And he, all at once, ate seven or eight pancakes—a definite gain!
"Oh, what about this pancake?"
Bai Yifan pointed to the last pancake.
By now, everyone was full; it would taste bad if it got cold.
"I’ll send it over to young Zhang Yiming later."
Captain Zhang gracefully pulled a wrinkled plastic bag from his pocket and quickly wrapped up the pancake.
Truth be told, ever since encountering the wealthy, Captain Zhang’s pockets contained numerous plastic bags.
Eating extras to go is the basic rule of thumb.
Never miss a chance to exploit.
"No need for Brother Zhang, I can make him one separately if he wants to eat."
Bai Yifan looked at the worn plastic bag, his facial muscles twitching slightly.
The Human Survivor Alliance’s chief commander seemed well-dressed, but why was his pocket filled with such shabby plastic bags?
They looked years old.
"Oh, okay, then I’ll take it away."
Captain Zhang accepted the last pancake without changing his expression.
Planning to keep it for a snack.
Bai Yifan’s face twitched slightly as he quickly took the plastic bag from Captain Zhang’s hand, replacing it with a lunchbox.
At least it could keep warm.
Captain Zhang paused, his smile broadening.
People surnamed Bai always seemed to bring joy.
Whether male or female, old or young, they were cherished!
"Ahem, what’s the situation outside now?"
The Base Commander cleared his throat, successfully shifting everyone’s attention from the takeaway box to the outside world.
Last night while sleeping, the ocean wasn’t calm.
In the dark waters, ancient beasts’ roars occasionally pierced through, ready to break through the surface and soar toward the sky.
Even so, the Bai Family slept soundly without worry for the night.
Fear was real, but so was the sound sleep.
"Similar to yesterday, those monsters are being suppressed by Zhang Yiming’s brainwaves, calmly awaiting the next wave of zombie marine creatures on the sea floor! Occasionally a few monsters come over, but they’re quickly dealt with."
Captain Zhang replied smilingly.
The sea creatures seemed easier to deal with than he expected, continuing like this, most of the monsters underwater would soon be controlled by Zhang Yiming.
As long as they were affected by Zhang Yiming’s brainwaves, they’d become his loyal subordinates.