I have a city in another world

Chapter 5510: Fragrant Meat Soup
Waiting until daybreak, the monster did not attack.

The survivors who were originally worried were now completely relaxed and began to do various things as directed.

After the great tragedy, everything is ready for improvement.

The survivors who were lucky enough to get up early to work felt hungry in their bellies, but they could only grit their teeth and endure it.

Today is different from the past. Food is more expensive than gold. Even if you have money, you can't buy it.

It is not a secret that the food is running out. The survivors have heard about it and know that the extraordinary ones are trying to find a solution.

It is said that with a solution, hunger will no longer be necessary soon.

What the survivors have to do is to wait patiently instead of jumping out to cause trouble at this time.

Otherwise, those extraordinary beings would take action without hesitation and deal with the troublemakers on the spot.

In the past, many survivors were thrown into the water and became food for fish and shrimp because they did not follow the rules.

None of these powerful extraordinary beings are soft-hearted, and some monks even treat mortals like ants.

In order to survive this disaster, extraordinary beings can cooperate with survivors, but this does not mean that they can tolerate without a bottom line.

When someone does not know how to live or die and dares to provoke the extraordinary, death will follow.

When the survivors were hungry and starting a new day's work, Agen and others also gathered at the planting site and looked at the neatly arranged monster corpses.

But overnight, the strange-looking flesh plants were covered with fist-sized fruits.

Most of them have two eyes, and a few have three or four. They look like large eyeballs, and traces of blood vessels can even be seen on the surface.

The flesh-and-blood plants are so strange and strange from head to toe, and the fruits they produce are equally so.

Everyone is already familiar with it. If the flesh and blood fruit looks normal, it will make people feel something is wrong.

"According to the records in the manual, after the flesh fruit matures, lip-shaped cracks of different sizes will appear on the surface."

Agen and others checked the manual and looked at the fleshy plant fruits in front of them, but found that none of them were mature.

"Calculate the time, it should be mature..."

An extraordinary person next to Hua De said in a doubtful tone. Before he finished speaking, he heard the crisp sounds of the fruits one after another.

Lip-sized cracks appeared on the surface of the fruit, and red liquid dripped from the cracks.

A strange aroma instantly filled the air, and the strange fishy-sweet taste made people salivate.

At this moment, everyone around them felt a strong sense of hunger and wanted to swallow the flesh and blood fruit.

Extraordinary people are better off. Some ordinary people working here can't help but drool.

Some people even came forward and wanted to reach out to pick, but the look in their eyes showed that they could no longer control themselves.

"Get all the mortals away and don't let them stay here any longer!"

Upon seeing this, Agen and others immediately ordered the area to be cleared to prevent these out-of-control mortals from causing problems.

The flesh-and-blood fruit has matured, and it needs to be picked immediately to remove the seeds inside.

Then distribute the pulp, add water and boil it into soup, and one piece can be eaten by hundreds of people.

The lonely warriors went into battle together, picked the ripe fruits, and took out the seeds inside to dry.

Soon another transcendent person came to different places on the artificial floating island with a bucket full of fruit pulp.

10,000+ survivors gathered together to build an artificial floating island with a large area. For the convenience of management, it was divided into different areas.

In each area, there are some chefs responsible for the food.

Nowadays, they are lighting fires to boil water, giving it to survivors to drink to quench their thirst, or cooking some fish and shrimp in the water.

At the beginning, the survivors could catch fish and shrimp to satisfy their hunger, but it didn't take long for the fish and shrimp to become the food of the water ghosts.

The only fish that water ghosts don't eat is the mutated red-striped eel, and I don't know why.

When the survivors were fishing, they would occasionally catch a few red-striped eels. Although this fish is highly poisonous, it would not be wasted easily.

After handling it carefully and removing the toxins, it can be put into the pot for cooking.

However, this small amount of fish caught cannot meet the needs of survivors at all, and can only give priority to the wounded and combatants.

The extraordinary beings carrying the fruits of flesh and blood came to where these chefs were and distributed them according to the number of heads.

The quantity of food is limited and distribution must be controlled to avoid waste.

Looking at the cut open fruit, both the extraordinary and the survivors were actually filled with doubts.It is incredible that such a small fruit can feed hundreds of people.

However, in the extraordinary world, anything can happen, and it cannot be judged by common sense at all.

The ingredients have been delivered, and the oil barrel is filled with boiling water, so you can start cooking directly.

Seasonings, oil and salt salvaged from the water were also poured into the oil drum by the chef.

The eyes of a group of chefs fell on the inside of the oil drum, wanting to see what was so special about this little fruit?

Soon they discovered that the hot water in the oil drum began to turn white and became more viscous.

The fruit expanded rapidly, becoming the size of a human head, and then exploded.

Countless shredded meats are constantly tumbling in the soup.

Immediately afterwards, a strange meaty aroma spread like an explosion, spreading towards the surroundings.

"What is it? Why does it smell so good?"

The survivors who smelled the aroma immediately opened their eyes wide and stared intently at the oil drum where the soup was boiling.

His stomach growled, and his saliva flowed uncontrollably.

"Chef, when do you want to eat?"

Some people couldn't help it anymore and asked the cooks loudly, subconsciously approaching the oil drums.

They all wanted to see where the rich meaty aroma came from?

The chefs who smelled the aroma were even more shocked than the survivors. They had never smelled such a strong meaty aroma.

The aroma has nothing to do with cooking skills, it is purely the taste of the food itself.

Doubts about the flesh and blood fruit have long been thrown out of the sky, and now there is only one idea in my mind.

If you can't taste such a delicious broth, it will definitely be a lifelong regret for a chef.

Not only the chef thought this way, but the survivors also had similar thoughts and wanted to take a bite no matter what.

They gathered around the oil drums, their eyes full of expectation, and their burning eyes were very scary.

If it hadn't been a sunny day at this moment, they would have been mistaken for a group of hungry ghosts from hell, otherwise they wouldn't have such a terrifying greedy attitude.

At the urging of the survivors, the cooks picked up spoons and scooped out a little bit of the broth to taste.

As soon as the broth entered his mouth, the chef's eyes widened with an expression of shock and enjoyment.

"It's so delicious!"

One of the chefs looked up to the sky and sighed, tears even flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"Being able to taste such fresh soup will make you have no regrets in this life!"

The chef's exaggerated performance made the survivors' appetites increase again, and they all took the tableware and started waiting in line.

According to the instructions in the manual, after the water boils, add the flesh fruit and simmer for 10 minutes before eating.

The chefs squeezed the time and started the meal as soon as the time was up.

Ladle after ladle of broth was poured into the tableware of the survivors. Many people didn't care that the soup burned their mouths and couldn't wait to taste it.

"fragrant!"

"So good!"

"This is the best taste in the world, simply unparalleled!"

Survivors' praises came one after another, and every word was a sincere compliment.

The vast majority of survivors had no time to talk at all, but tasted the broth with enjoyment on their faces.

The taste of the broth did not disappoint. It was extremely silky and mellow, leaving a lingering aroma in the mouth and quickly alleviating the feeling of hunger.

After drinking the broth, I felt warm all over my body and my sore limbs gained strength.

After eating a bowl of broth, all hunger disappeared instantly, and I felt fuller than after eating several large bowls of lard rice.

After savoring the deliciousness of the broth, the survivors felt satisfied, and their many pains and reluctances were temporarily forgotten.

At this moment, I am praying in my heart, hoping that I can eat such delicious food every day in the future.

(End of this chapter)