Night, Tongcheng.
In a city with zombies wandering around, tonight is a little different than it used to be.
Those low-level zombies who don't have much wisdom also frequently look to the city center. There seems to be something very tempting for them.
However, there is a strong pressure coming from that direction. Let these low-level zombies do not dare to approach, only some impatient hover there.
The center of the city. The ruins of those battles have been simply cleaned up, so they look quite empty.
In the center of the open space, there is a big burning flame, which emits red light to illuminate the surrounding area.
At this time, Chu Xuan was just like the owner of a barbecue stall sitting next to the bonfire. In front of him, there were dense kebabs.
This kebab is not ordinary mutton or pork. It's all meat from the fifth level Zerg.
The meat on the kebab is as clear as agate. There is also a strong energy fluctuation on it.
Under the constant burning of the fire, the meat turned slightly yellow, and there was oil dripping into the flame. It gives off an attractive aroma.
If this scene is quite common in peacetime, but if it happens in the end of this zombie rampage. It's a sense of disobedience.
How come other people are thinking about how to save their lives in this last life, but how come to you is like a holiday?
If those human powers come here. It's going to be a surprise.
Because those high-level zombies that threaten the human base are just like primary school students, staring at the kebabs in Chu Xuan's hands.
Some of them had saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth without any notice.
I have to say. The system gives you some basic cooking that's useful.
As a kitchen terminator given by Jiang Qingxue. I learned cooking skills as if I had no teacher.
These things seem to be born in his mind. That's why Chu Xuan, as a chef, makes kebabs.
Seeing that the heat of the kebab was almost over, Chu Xuan skillfully took out all kinds of seasonings from the system space, including chili noodles, cumin powder
Anyway, all kinds of seasonings were soon placed in front of Chu Xuan.
These high-level zombies didn't care where Chu Xuan took out so many things. They focused on those kebabs.
Suck!
"Brother Chu. When will it be ready? It's really delicious. " Most of the high-level zombies are swallowing. A zombie couldn't help asking.
"Yes, big brother. When can I eat it?" Yi Yi is also staring at those kebabs with dead eyes and wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
Smell speech, Chu Xuan's face also can't help but have a smile: "wait for a while, sprinkle on seasoning almost done."
Later, Chu Xuan picked up the bottles and jars in front of him.
First cumin, then chili noodles, fennel, thirteen spices
The movements of Chu Xuan's hands were like a mirage, and the smoke composed of various seasonings was slowly falling.
Suddenly, a strong aroma of nearly 100 times came from the kebab, making these high-level zombies infatuated.
What a coincidence, a gust of wind, will these aroma to the distance.