The machete held by the robotic arm of the little robot was covered with blood and minced meat. The body of the player who lost the game was chopped into pieces. The minced meat and bones were mixed with the clothes on his body. The bloody mixture was placed in the shape of a fish.Small pieces of torn white paper were scattered on it.

The communication bracelet next to the corpse of the out-of-game was on, and there was a message from the corpse kitchen system.

——Garlic Fried Fish

The white bits of paper were garlic, and the meat and bones mixed together were fish.

"Brother Nian! I want to go home!" Blue wailed holding the communicator.

"Let's go." Ding Dong packed the blueprints and put his backpack on his back. "It's 12:30, go home for dinner."

Blue followed him out of the classroom: "Will you draw me a picture after dinner?"

Ding Dong glanced at him: "You're thinking fart."

In the kitchen, Sang Yunian simply and quickly kneaded a ball of dough, while the home robot next to him was chopping dumpling fillings, and the sound of kitchen knives hitting the cutting board echoed in the room.

Kicking open the door, Blue's foot was hanging in the air.

"Damn it." Ding Dong patted his chest with lingering fear, "I was scared to death, I thought it was Bai Yi who was chopping on the cutting board."

"It's not far from being chopped." Bai Yi sat at the table and watched Sang Yunian roll out the dumpling wrappers, holding a rolling pin in each of his left and right hands, rolling out a small pile of dumpling wrappers smoothly and quickly.

Bai Yi's eyes moved up along with the flour-stained hands, and he was a little disappointed that he couldn't see "Yi Yi White Bone Claw" on Sang Yunian's wrist.

"I'll chop it, I'll chop it, it's dark to see the robot chopping the dumpling stuffing." Blue washed his hands and took over the task of the robot chopping the dumpling stuffing.

Ding Dong sat next to Sang Yunian: "Tsk tsk, Yu Nian has a living room and a kitchen in our house. If I were a girl, I would definitely marry you. How many can I introduce to you?"

Sang Yunian said indifferently: "Poor people are not worthy of dating and cannot afford to support them."

"It's so miserable——" Ding Dong deliberately stretched the word "oh" to express his agreement with the saying that poor people are not worthy of falling in love.

"Why don't you deserve it? I just talked to one a few days ago. I treated her to drink two cups of milk tea and bought three packs of spicy sticks. The total cost is dozens." Blue took two knives and chopped the cutting board into huge pieces.ring.

"When did it happen? Why didn't I know?" Ding Dong touched Sang Yunian's arm, "Do you know?"

"I know." After rolling out the dough, Sang Yunian washed the flour off his hands.

Ding Dong pushed Sang Yunian away who was washing his hands, leaned closer to Lan Gu and asked, "Who?"

Blue thought for a while: "I actually can't remember."

"Didn't it mean a few days ago? Did you talk about it?" Ding Dong was a little suspicious.

"Let's talk about it. Her name has 15 characters. She disappeared before I could remember all of them. I don't want to talk about it anymore. I'm so tired." Blue lowered his head and looked shyly at the dumpling stuffing under the knife.

Ding Dong didn't speak, just staring at his slightly puffed bun face in a daze.

Sang Yunian put the dumpling stuffing into the vegetable bowl, added seasonings and stirred well, then started making dumplings.

One person took the bag, and the three sat watching. Sang Yuqing sighed: "Sit well."

Ding Dong and Blue moved, adjusted a comfortable posture and leaned back on the chair, and sat down obediently.

Bai Yi lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing. When Sang Yunian turned his head to look at it, he quickly put his palms together and imitated the movements of the other two and leaned back on the chair.

"Fuck." Sang Yunian gritted his teeth, speeding up his hand.

Put the dumplings into the pot, and Sang Yunian stood by the pot and stirred them from time to time to prevent them from sticking to the pot.

Bai Yi pulled his wrist from behind, and put something soft into his palm.

It is a cat head made out of dough, with pointed ears standing on top of the head, crooked eyes and mouth pressed out by fingernails, and a pair of small canine teeth vividly drawn with a toothpick at the corner of the mouth. There are two small canines behind the dough.Small "year" character.

"So cute." Sang Yunian cupped his hand in surprise and touched it, "Such a skillful hand."

"Return gift for saving my life." Bai Yi curled his fingers slightly.

"That's it?" Sang Yunian gently pinched the kitty dough, and the round cat's head flattened as soon as he pinched it, "The quality is not good."

Bai Yi stretched out his hand and rounded the slightly flattened cat's head.

Sang Yunian pinched his head again.

"I'll make you a good one." Bai Yi said.

"Not only the head but also the body. If it's fierce, it's better to look like a tiger." Sang Yunian moved his fingers to pinch the flat head back, but found that the round cat's head was gradually moving closer to the square.

Bai Yi looked at him and said in a low voice, "The little milk cat still wants to pretend to be a tiger."

Sang Yunian: "...To tell you the truth, I am actually a tiger, a super fierce golden-haired tiger."

"Well, yes." Bai Yi nodded perfunctorily, without any intention of believing it.

"I'll prove to you that Ding Dong kicks the air." Sang Yunian stirred the dumplings a few times, covered the pot and walked towards Ding Dong.

Ding Dong looked confused: "What's the situation? Why are you going to kick me all of a sudden?"

Sang Yunian wiped the table under Ding Dong's fearful gaze: "Forget it, kick after eating, now I'm too hungry, so I can't kick far."

"The water is boiling, do you want to turn it off?" Bai Yi heard the gurgling sound in the pot.

"Close it." Sang Yunian said.

Lifting the lid of the pot, a puff of hot white smoke came towards him, and Bai Yi was so scalded by the steam that he leaned back.

"It's not easy for you to lift the lid of the pot." Sang Yunian took out four bowls from the cupboard and began to fill the dumplings.

"It's not full." Bai Yi held a large bowl of dumplings and looked eagerly at the ones in the pot.

"It's good for you to eat." Sang Yunian added a dumpling for him, "I started thinking about the ones in the pot before I ate the ones in the bowl."

After adding a dumpling, Bai Yi's mood improved obviously, he lowered his voice and said close to his ear: "Yu Nian, you are a good cat, really."

Sang Yunian shook his hand holding the dumplings, and the dumplings in the spoon fell back into the pot. He held the spoon and laughed for a long time.

"Brother, what are you two whispering?" Blue tapped the table with his chopsticks, "Your favorite brother is starving to death, quickly bring the dumplings."

"Where's Ding Dong?" Sang Yunian only took his own bowl, ignoring his younger brother who was about to starve to death.

Blue pouted and ran to serve the dumplings: "Go to the balcony to answer the phone, steal some dumplings from him now."

"Eat less." Sang Yunian watched as Blue stuffed two dumplings into his mouth, his round bun face was stretched even more round, and he was so hot that he opened his mouth and gasped.

"No no, the seniors all praised me as a chubby little milk dog, and stuffed me with spicy sticks every day." Blue smiled smugly, and turned to the balcony and shouted: "If you don't come again, I'll finish eating!"

Ding Dong glanced this way, and closed the French windows.

"Hurry up, let's share among the three." Blue quickly divided the dumplings, and soon there was only dumpling soup left in Ding Dong's bowl.

The dumpling skin is crystal clear white, and the dumpling filling makes the dumpling skin plump and round. The soft boiled cabbage and shiitake mushrooms in the filling, as well as the delicate and chewy lean meat, are all seasoned just right.

When Bai Yi came to Cengfan at night, he could occasionally eat hand-rolled noodles, as well as egg-filled pancakes served with noodles. The pancakes were filled with eggs, and then wrapped with shredded potatoes and half-cooked lettuce.

——Yi Yi Ah, your human bionic meat is not tasty.

——Do you know what I think every time you come to Cengfan?

——It tastes better when it is fattened.

Seeing Sang Yunian eating dumplings, Bai Yi suddenly remembered this conversation in the game. Fortunately, every time he came to Ceng Yunian, he was not full and he was not fattened. Otherwise, he would appear in Sang Yunian with a bowl every day.At the door of the house, Sang Yunian would probably stare at his big fat fish and drool.

After hanging up the phone, Ding Dong sat down on the sofa with a sullen face and lit a cigarette. After the cigarette burned, he took a big puff.

Blue sat next to him with a half bowl of dumpling soup: "There is only soup left, ah, there is still a small piece of dumpling skin inside."

Ding Dong watched him for a while before taking the bowl, and after finishing the soup in one gulp, he showed an aggrieved expression to Blue: "My dad is gone."

"Ah?!" Blue's face was full of shock, "What about our dad, why..."

"Just kidding." Ding Dong put down the bowl and stared at the empty bowl for a while, "My dad's District 1 household registration that he could get is gone, and he was originally scheduled to transfer to District 1 at the end of July and early September, and the kitchen corpse system appeared.Afterwards, everyone wanted to go to the safe Zones 1 and 0, but the quota was lost by others, and it is estimated that next month will also be suspended."

"Unless the standards are relaxed, those people who were transferred to Zone 1 and Zone 0 due to the relaxation of standards will still be pulled into the game, which is meaningless." The burnt soot fell from his fingertips, Ding Dong pursed his lips, "But my brotherIt's really gone, cousin, the relationship is mediocre, far from your cousins."

"Go back and have a look?" Sang Yunian put the bowl into the sink, and the home robot by the sink tilted its head, the display screen was facing him directly, he turned his head slightly, the robot moved its fingers, and made a small comparison with him.With a little love, Sang Yunian tightly held the bowl and rag in his hands, resisting the urge to smash the bowl on the robot's head.

Bai Yi cleaned the table and threw the rag into the sink. The robot put away the little heart, and slowly raised its arms to Bai Yi's chest, making a gesture of a gun.

Sang Yunian quickly pressed the robot's hand, pointed to the soot on the floor of the living room: "Go sweep the floor."

After receiving the instruction, the robot turns the roller to get the broom.

"It's meaningless not to go back." Ding Dong said after a long silence.

There are too many dead, and the living don't know when they will become the dead. For those who are still alive, they don't even have time to mourn, let alone hold a grand funeral for the dead.

The human base is so prosperous, and most people are ignoring the fact that the city is built on the end of the world as much as possible.The enzyme gene virus and the kitchen corpse system, these two are constantly pulling the progress bar towards the end of the last days.

They can only look forward little by little, and they don’t even dare to imagine a slightly longer future. Sorrow and fear are deeply pressed into the deepest part, and their emotions are also weakened. Maybe they will face death one day in the near future.At this time, the suppressed emotions will all melt into relief.

"Go drink at night, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today." Ding Dong patted Blue's shoulder heavily.

Blue moved to his side and asked, "If I'm drunk, will I not have to go to class tomorrow?"

Ding Dong pinched his bun face: "As long as the earth is not bombed, you have to give it to me."

"Ah! Why? Ah!" Blue threw Ding Dong onto the sofa and howled on top of him.

The home robot stood beside the sofa, stroked the floor gently with the broom, swept the ashes into the trash hopper, then poured the soot into the trash can, then put the cleaning tools back in place, and stood motionless.

Bai Yi raised his head slightly, put his lips close to Sang Yunian's ear, and lowered his voice extremely low: "It wants to silence it."