CH 108

5-7 minutes

Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit

Chapter 108 - "So do you think I'm…" (1)

Bei Nuan quickly cleared her throat and handed Lu Xingchi a sharp blade.

With a calm expression, he positioned the lobster on the chopping board.

Calm, unfeeling, and ruthless. He seemed like a hunter ready to strike down his prey in one attack and leave unscathed.

No one would think that this was Lu Xingchi's first time touching a chopping board. He had thought about this for a long time today. No matter what, he should be able to make lobster sashimi. To put it bluntly, all he had to do was open the shell, take out the meat, and cut it.

He had seen chefs prepare sashimi out of live lobsters at restaurants, so he knew what to do. Moreover, he had taken anatomy classes. There won't be problems.

Bei Nuan was watching from the side. Sure enough, he didn't have issues with the cutting part. He was good with knives to start with. Whether it was cutting zombies or lobsters, his cuts were just as neat. But unfortunately, the anatomy of lobsters were very different from that of humans. Lobsters had shells, and there were spines on their shells.

Before Bei Nuan could remind him, his hand trembled.

He put down the knife and curled his fingers into his palm.

"What's wrong?" Bei Nuan pulled his fingers open to look.

A droplet of blood was oozing from his slender finger.

"It's nothing-"

Bei Nuan hurriedly grabbed his finger and put it in her mouth in a fluster manner before he could finish speaking.

Lu Xingchi felt a soft and warm sensation around his finger. He could feel her two rows of small teeth as well as the tip of her tongue against his fingertip. Lu Xingchi's mind went blank.

Bei Nuan was also started by her gut reaction. She had done it purely out of instinct. Perhaps, it was because she was worried that his cut would get infected from the lobster juice on his hand?

Lu Xingchi stared at Bei Nuan, lost in thought. Holding his finger in her mouth, Bei Nuan was dazed too.

From a distance came Du Ruo's reprimand, "Who taught you to treat an injury by putting it in your mouth? If he's infected with the zombie virus, you'll be infected too."

It was only then that Bei Nuan thought to let go of Lu Xingchi's finger and eagerly rummaged through the first aid kit.

Lu Xingchi looked at her for a moment before going around her and taking out a box of band-aids from the first aid kit. He offered a band-aid to Bei Nuan and whispered, "It's no big deal. Help me put it on."

Bei Nuan hurriedly took it, peeled off the paper part, and carefully wrapped the band-aid around his finger.

They were both flustered. To avoid looking at each other, they looked at his injured finger as if wrapping a band-aid was an utterly important task that required their total devotion.

Lu Xingchi went back to preparing the lobster as if nothing ever happened.

Not far away, Jiang Fei was fiddling with the gauze wrapped around his finger. His head was tilted as he looked over here.

Although this was Lu Xingchi's first time making lobster sashimi, his knife skills were exemplary. The plate of translucent and flawless lobster meat was spread over the crushed ice. The meat was sliced evenly and thinly.

Jiang Fei's braised meatballs were also very tasty with its thick sauce and strong smell.

It was too bad that Lu Xingchi's lobster dish was naturally beautiful. Without him doing anything special to prepare it, it could go viral on Weibo.

The two dishes had an equal share of the attention. Well, if there had to be a comparison, the lobster sashimi disappeared a bit faster.

Bei Nuan had spent the afternoon looking for opportunities to increase her Holy Mother value. Unfortunately, no opportunity had come up. There were few people here, and it was rare for them to have free time and electricity. They were too busy playing on their phones to talk to each other.

Bei Nuan decided that once they left this place and started using the generator, she absolutely wouldn't let them charge their phones with it.

Almost everyone was absorbed with their phone. No one spoke or moved. Without being infected by the zombie virus, they had already turned into zombies.

Lu Xingchi was the exception. He had moved a chair to a far window and was reading a book there. A warm breeze was blowing through the open window, and the afternoon sunlight highlighted his fresh, beautiful, and elegant figure.

He was wearing a white shirt. Holding a book and without any murderous aura, he looked carefree. It was as if this was an ordinary afternoon, and the chaotic zombie apocalypse outside didn't exist.

He really was very attractive.

Even after being around him for several days and with remarkable people like Jiang Fei and Du Ruo around, Bei Nuan still couldn't get used to his good looks. Every time she saw him, she instinctively held her breath.

Now that he was focused on reading, she could peep at him without the slightest scruple.

It took a long time for Bei Nuan's gaze to leave his handsome face, his broad shoulders, and his muscular arms. She finally looked at the book in his hand.

Although he moved far away from them to hide what he was reading, she could still tell based on the thickness of the book and the colors on the cover. It was Fundamentals of Delicious Cooking. It seemed that Boss Lu had truly decided to fight the uphill battle of learning how to cook.