Before everything goes out

As dusk fell.

While the little mute was cooking, Li Fei sat on the steps at the entrance of the villa, gazing at the ever-sinking afterglow of the setting sun, lost in thought.

"I wonder how things are over there now?"

As soon as he calmed down, the various sounds from the original world that he had heard earlier surfaced in his mind.

Family, friends, girlfriend.

These are the people who worry about him, and these are the people who support him in his perseverance.

Whenever he thinks about these things, he feels that he is not fighting alone.

Whether it's a few years or ten years.

Even if it takes most of my life, it's fine.

He was certain that one day he would struggle out of this muddy, wretched place and return to where he belonged.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down."

Li Fei muttered to himself.

Coming to his senses, he continued his handicrafts.

"Doraemon".

This is how he described himself.

Take the magical wallet Zhang Cheng gave me, thread it through with nylon rope, secure it, and weave it repeatedly to make it into a crossbody bag.

Put it on your back, adjust the length to make sure it's tight enough so it won't sway from side to side with movement.

Reach in again and feel the wonderful spatial dislocation.

He felt like he was Doraemon, except his pocket wasn't on his stomach, but on his chest.

Peek inside the wallet from the side.

You can see that Lin Wen's eyes are closed, and she is sleeping soundly.

of course.

Besides Lin Wen, he also put some other things in his bag.

Compressed biscuits, canned beef, and bagged fruit pulp.

As emergency food.

Pistol, military knife.

As a weapon.

In addition, there was a flashlight and a lighter.

As emergency lighting.

of course.

He had actually considered adding something even more outrageous, like that rifle.

Although the opening in the wallet wasn't big enough, he could try to disassemble the gun and then put the parts inside separately.

but.

After considering it, he gave up on the plan.

Firstly.

It is not allowed to carry heavy loads.

After all, the quality of the items in your wallet doesn't just disappear into thin air; it actually accumulates.

The aforementioned items were already heavy enough; adding a rifle would likely cause the makeshift sling to break down.

Secondly.

It's because it's troublesome.

The rifle, after being disassembled, is smaller and can indeed be stuffed into the opening of a wallet.

But if he actually needs to use it, he'll have to imagine it, taking out each piece one by one, and then assembling them...

Not only are the steps complicated, but if something really happens, it might be too late by the time he loads the gun.

and so.

His thoughts on the wallet were the same as Zhang Cheng's.

It's meant to be a "surprise weapon" that can be pulled out suddenly, rather than a larger backpack.

This way, its amazing effects can be brought into play even better.

"Woof woof~"

From further into the woods, the sound of dogs barking could be heard.

After finishing his handicrafts, Li Fei turned around and saw Er Tong emerging from the woods, with Niu San and She Qingqing following closely behind.

Judging from their expressions, it was obvious without asking that they had spent most of the afternoon trying to catch a whiff of Snake Seven.

"Let's eat first."

Li Fei packed up his things and greeted the two men.

Hearing the tinkling sounds coming from the villa, Niu San and She Qingqing frowned slightly, their faces showing suspicion.

"Is that little mute girl cooking?"

"Yes, he said he could do it, although I don't know where he learned it from."

"Is that so?"

"I didn't believe it at first either."

Li Fei stood up and led the two inside.

Earlier in the afternoon, when the little mute volunteered to cook, he was suspicious, but decided to give him a chance.

After all, he had already experienced Niu San's cooking skills.

Objectively speaking, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was a waste of ingredients.

and so.

With a try-it-out mentality, he cleaned up all the things that shouldn't be in the kitchen, picked out some ingredients and seasonings, and piled them up in a corner of the kitchen along with his own kitchen utensils.

after that.

Only after the little mute boy stood in front of the chopping board and he saw the boy's skillful chopping movements did he feel at ease leaving the kitchen and handing over the task of cooking dinner.

We'll find out soon.

Li Fei strode inside.

Behind him, one was scratching his head, and the other had a furrowed brow.

but.

As they approached the kitchen, the aroma of food wafting through the air grew stronger, and their initial concerns quickly vanished, replaced by delight.

"It smells so good!"

"Just the smell of this is better than mine. Where did this kid learn that?"

The three quickened their pace and squeezed into the kitchen.

In just one glance, the surprise on their faces turned into shock.

The mute girl, who had already finished cooking, was carefully cleaning up the kitchen scraps, and on the cutting board not far from her were three large dishes.

...

Five minutes later.

Beside a bright oil lamp on the long table in the living room.

To the astonishment of the three people, the three dishes were neatly arranged.

There was even a little bit of plating.

"Ugh."

The little mute boy stood by the table, wiping his hands on his clothes.

Judging from his uneasy look, he seemed to lack confidence in his cooking skills.

"What are you standing there for, Chef? Sit down!"

Niu San didn't stand on ceremony and pulled him to sit down at the table.

"Well, we're all roughnecks, no need for reasoning. Once we're out of the village, we don't even need to pray before meals, just eat, eat, eat!"

Niu San couldn't wait any longer.

Amid his excited shouts, the four of them started using their chopsticks.

The first course.

Beef stew with wild vegetables.

It uses canned beef from Huanzi as a base, then adds chopped wild vegetables, and finally, uses chopped dried chili peppers to enhance the flavor.

It has a reddish-brown color and a fresh, fragrant, spicy flavor.

The spicier it was, the more they ate, and the spicier it got. After a few bites, the three of them were sweating profusely.

The second one.

Stir-fried cured pork with various flavors.

It wasn't the human flesh they had eaten at noon, but the meat shaved off from the cured pig leg that Li Fei was preparing to take away.

It doesn't taste bad; it only has a faint smoky aroma.

They also added a wild vegetable whose name they didn't know.

It looks a bit like water spinach leaves, but thinner, softer, and more delicate.

It has a slightly bitter taste at first, followed by a sweet aftertaste.

The aroma is fully preserved after being stir-fried at just the right temperature.

Li Fei even thought it tasted better than the authentic water spinach he had ever eaten.

The third way.

Cold bracken root salad.

After blanching the wild bracken, it was simply seasoned with chili oil and vinegar.

It has a sour and spicy flavor, and is crisp and refreshing.

As if guided by some professional recipe, this cold dish perfectly balanced the greasiness of the two meat dishes, making the meal even more enjoyable for everyone.