Everyone's on a time-travel adventure! I'm raising city beasts in a post-apocalyptic world

Xiao Qing circled the stove, reached out and touched the smooth surface, her eyes sparkling.

"You're amazing, sir!"

"Alright, stop flattering me. You guys hurry up and get everything organized, then process the fish and other ingredients. I'm going out to change the gas stove and gas valve. Don't wander off, wait for me to come back."

The girls nodded and got to work.

Lin Feng jumped off Xiao Xuan's back and walked towards the front of the convoy.

Next to a bus, Guo Yi was directing more than a dozen people to dismantle a large truck. The truck had been completely dismantled, with the cargo box removed, the engine lifted out and being carefully placed on the ground, and the chassis exposed. The entire truck had been broken down into a pile of parts.

"Brother Guo! What are you doing?"

Guo Yi turned around and saw Lin Feng. He wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve and grinned, "Lin Feng, what brings you here?"

"I just wanted to hang out and exchange some things, what are you doing? Demolishing everything like this?"

"We don't have enough materials for the modifications," Guo Yi sighed, pointing to the bus. "All seven buses need to be modified, but we don't have the materials, so we can only dismantle these existing ones."

"These trucks have powerful engines, and if they are converted into buses, the power will be greatly enhanced."

He glanced at Lin Feng's enormous tortoise again and gave a wry smile.

"I really envy you, a beast tamer. You even have a house to live in now, while we are still crammed onto buses."

"Hehe... I'm lucky..." Lin Feng chuckled. "Then you go ahead and do your thing, I'm going to find Sister Ling."

Lin Feng turned and walked towards the logistics supply vehicle.

Fang Ling stood beside a large truck, holding a notebook and checking supplies. Several logistics team members were moving things around her, loading buckets of water drawn from the river onto the truck.

"Sister Ling,"

Fang Ling looked up and saw that it was Lin Feng, and her eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Oh, what a rare guest! What brings you here?"

"Change it!"

"Change to what?"

"A gas stove, the kind with two burners, and a canister of gas."

Fang Ling looked Lin Feng up and down. "You certainly know how to pick things. We only have two gas stoves, and we don't have many gas cylinders left."

"I know, that's why I came to find Sister Ling."

Fang Ling paused for two seconds, seemingly calculating something, then held up two fingers: "20 jin of rice."

Lin Feng almost lost his balance.

"Twenty catties of rice? Sister Ling, that's too much!"

Fang Ling smiled but didn't say anything, giving off a "you've got me cornered" look.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth.

To be honest, 20 jin of rice is a lot, but he had swallowed hundreds of jin of grain in his warehouse, so taking out 20 jin wouldn't be impossible. But this is the end of the world, and rice is the hardest currency among hard currencies.

"Okay, let's change it." Lin Feng finally agreed; otherwise, it would be difficult to get a hot meal.

"Give me the things first, I'll take them back, and I'll bring the rice over later."

Fang Ling closed her notebook and called out to the people in the truck bed.

"Xiao Liu, take out that gas stove, and also get a gas cylinder and a set of accessories for Lin Feng."

The person in the truck bed responded and rummaged through the pile of supplies to find a well-packaged gas stove with two burners, and then carried down a gas cylinder.

Lin Feng carried the gas stove in one hand and the gas cylinder in the other. When he walked over to Xiao Xuan, the four girls had already finished tidying up the storage room.

Rice, flour, cured meat, dried goods, and seasonings were all categorized and neatly arranged on the shelf.

Lin Feng unpacked the gas stove, placed it in the reserved space, and used his soil control technique to fine-tune it until it fit perfectly. Then he took out the accessories and connected the gas cylinder to the gas stove's pipe. He then inserted the gas cylinder into the round groove under the stove, where it fit snugly between the stone walls.

Lin Feng tried it, and a ring of blue flames shot up from the stove.

"Perfect." Lin Feng turned off the stove, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Sir, shall we cook now?"

"Do it, Xiao Qing, should the fish be stewed or braised?"

"Simmered! The fish is fresh, and simmering it in clear broth best brings out its original flavor."

"Okay, you handle it." Lin Feng took a 20-pound bag of rice from the pile of supplies and carried it in his hand. "I'll go settle the bill. I hope I can have a hot meal when I come back."

"Don't worry, sir!"

Lin Feng carried the rice and walked to the supplies area, where Fang Ling was still checking the list.

"So fast?"

"If I agree to something, I should do it quickly. I don't like owing people anything."

Fang Ling took it, nodded in satisfaction, and handed the rice to Xiao Liu in the truck bed to register and put it into storage.

"By the way, Sister Ling, how much longer until we leave?"

Fang Ling looked up at Guo Yi's direction. Guo Yi was squatting next to a bus, his hands on the vehicle body. Blue light spread across the vehicle body, and he was in the final stage of modifying the vehicle.

"We'll depart in about 20 minutes once the bus is fully modified."

"OK!"

Lin Feng turned and left.

Twenty minutes probably wouldn't be enough for Xiao Qing to cook the fish properly; it looks like she'll have to eat it on the go.

When Lin Feng returned, the girls were still busy. Xiao Qing was standing by the stove, chopping fish with a cleaver in her hand, her movements were neat and efficient. Xiao Yu was peeling garlic, and Xiao Li was bending over looking for ingredients on the shelf.

Lin Feng went upstairs.

"Call me when the food is ready. The convoy is about to depart. Take your time cooking, there's no rush. We can eat slowly on the road."

"Understood, sir."

Lin Feng went upstairs, took off his shoes, lay down on the latex mattress, and closed his eyes to take a nap.

Just as Lin Feng closed his eyes, he heard soft footsteps on the stairs.

It wasn't the loud thumping sound of someone climbing the stairs, but rather the careful, tiptoeing sound of someone sneaking around.

Lin Feng did not open his eyes.

The footsteps paused at the top of the stairs, then moved more lightly into the room. The mattress dipped slightly as someone climbed up. The sound of knees and hands pressing against the latex mattress was very soft, but Lin Feng's senses were sharp, and he noticed every slight vibration.

"Brother Lin Feng..."

It was Xiaorui's voice, soft and sweet, almost sickeningly sweet.

Lin Feng opened one eye and saw Xiao Rui kneeling beside him, having changed her clothes.

She put her JK uniform back on, the white shirt with a knot at the hem, revealing her small belly, and the collar was loose and open, revealing her fair collarbone, her breasts almost jumping out.

Today she wore her hair in pigtails, one on each side hanging over her shoulders, swaying gently with her movements.

"Why did you come up here?"

"I... saw that Brother Lin Feng was tired, so I came to massage his legs."

Xiao Rui's cheeks flushed slightly. "I learned a couple of massage techniques from Sister Xiao Yu. I'll give my brother a massage to help him relax."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Lin Feng's reply, but moved forward and placed her hands on Lin Feng's calves, and began to massage them.

The force wasn't great, but the positioning was good; each press landed on a muscle node.

Starting from the ankle, massage slowly upwards along the calf. Then switch directions, lean forward, and massage the other leg. Repeat this process.

Lin Feng's gaze was fixed on her, as the view under her skirt was completely exposed.

"Little goblin..."

She seemed to notice Lin Feng's gaze, and instead lowered her waist even further, her cheek almost touching Lin Feng's ankle.

"Brother Lin Feng..." she turned around, her eyes brimming with tears.

Lin Feng's Adam's apple bobbed.

"Xiao Rui".

"Did you do this on purpose?"

"What do you mean, intentionally?" Xiao Rui tilted her head and bit her lip.

3 minute later.

"I'm sorry... please don't grab my ponytail..."

Downstairs! On the stove, the oil in the pan is starting to smoke.

Xiao Qing poured the chopped fish pieces into the pot.

With a sizzle, a rich aroma exploded in the house as the fish sizzled in the hot oil.

"The fire's too big, you need to stir it up faster..."

"I know, where did Xiaorui go?"

"It seems they've gone upstairs..." Xiaoyu paused for a moment, "Would you like some minced garlic?"

"want……"

"Crack...crack crack..." Xiaoyu picked up the kitchen knife and smashed the peeled garlic cloves one by one.

"Is that enough?"

"Not enough! More, please..."

"Clap clap clap clap..."

The sound of vigorous stirring came from the pot. "The fish meat is white, tender and firm, so it needs to be stir-fried for a while. When it's fragrant and browned, you can add water. When it's almost done stewing, you can prepare some dipping sauce and pour it over it. It will be absolutely delicious."

"Attention everyone! The convoy is departing immediately. The gray fog will arrive in 15 hours. Everyone, get on the vehicles quickly. The convoy will be moving at full speed soon..."