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Chapter 1235 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (117)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (117)

The creatures by the lake were on high alert, the powerful scent carried on the wind drawing ever closer.

One of the beasts, which looked like a bear, slowly straightened its body like a human, its round, dark eyes fixed on the direction from which the wind was blowing.

On the other side, a giant wolf also finished drinking its water and raised its head to gaze in the same direction.

Besides these two enormous beasts, there was also a snow-white fox and a giant python coiled around a tree. They each occupied a direction, seemingly rivaling each other, yet simultaneously coveting the territories of the other giant beasts.

The scent carried on the wind grew closer, but just as it was about to reach them, it suddenly turned around and left.

The giant beasts, who had been lowering their heads in a state of alertness, were all taken aback when they sensed the change in the wind.

why did you leave?

Not coming?

Could it be that it's scared? That shouldn't be the case; it smells quite strong.

Never mind, if they're not coming, I'm leaving.

Lance, who had changed direction, quickly returned to human form. He had originally intended to deal with the group of wild beasts by the lake first, but just now he suddenly remembered something.

The light emitted by those crystal fragments was very similar to the blue arc that flashed before his eyes that day.

So he decided to first go and check out the underground area that the base had previously discovered.

He was incredibly fast, almost inhumanly so.

The entrance to the underground area has been guarded by the base's personnel, and several buildings have even been erected nearby, indicating that the base has a long-term presence here.

Lance glanced at it only once before turning and heading in another direction.

He soon arrived at another entrance—one that the base's people hadn't discovered, but which clearly also led underground.

Lance transformed into a leopard and burrowed down, quickly and successfully entering the underground.

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"They even have sweet potato starch? When exactly did Lance change it?"

Song Ning took a nap at home and when he woke up it was almost dark, around 5 p.m. He touched his stomach and decided to cook dinner himself tonight.

After searching for a while in the room where the food was kept, he was pleasantly surprised to find a bag of sweet potato noodles. He hadn't had much experience with sweet potato noodles, but he had eaten them quite a few times before the apocalypse when he ate snacks like hot and sour noodles, and he quite liked the taste.

"We also have preserved fish, so let's stew it together and eat it today."

Song Ning thought for a moment, then went to the greenhouse and picked two chili peppers and a scallion. She also took a bundle of sweet potato noodles and soaked them in water. She took a whole dried fish, chopped it into small pieces, and rinsed them all clean. Then she looked outside.

"I wonder how things are going on Lance's side? Is everything going smoothly?"

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Because the base had cleared the underground area, most places no longer had any trace of zombies or zombie rats.

Lance was not discouraged. He didn't even need lighting and continued on his way. Soon he arrived at the place where they had first discovered the zombie rats.

There are signs of a major battle here, and you can even see one or two zombie rat paws that were missed and not completely cleaned up.

His gaze swept across the ground, quickly locking onto a direction—a direction from which he could smell the same odor as that of the zombie rats.

He figured he could find something here, and without hesitation, he continued forward.

As the smell grew stronger, Lance noticed the faint sounds of rats coming from all around him.

One or two baby mice flashed by in the distance, and he leaped after them.

The baby mouse darted swiftly through different corners, and Lance pursued it closely without making a sound.

Not long after, the baby mouse scurried down into a corner, and Lance glanced at it; it was a hole.

The entrance to the cave wasn't very big; it was just big enough for one person to pass through.

He hesitated for a moment, then simply made a mark.

Although the smell down there was very strong and suspicious, and he could smell a lot of zombie rats, it was getting late, and there was no need to go down and explore now.

He returned to the ground and glanced in the direction of the lake.

There were a few strong scents of wild animals there, but he didn't think they posed any threat.

He turned around, transformed into a leopard, and rushed back.

I've gotten a general idea of ​​what's going on today, so I won't rush into anything.

The wild beasts didn't seem to have any intention of starting a fight, but the smell from the tin shed bothered him a bit; he could go check it out the day after tomorrow.

Tomorrow, we'll go underground and deal with a batch of zombie rats. We can take the crystal core fragments back to Ningning. They don't have many supplies right now, and crystal core fragments are a kind of hard currency, so having some will put his mind at ease.

In addition, we can also take care of a few wild animals the day after tomorrow and bring some more game home.

Since Ningning is worried about the next wave of disasters, she should not be so worried if she stockpiles supplies in advance. All of humanity's worries stem from insufficient stockpiling.

When he got home, Song Ning had moved the crystal core mini sun to the door and was dozing off in the cat bed while waiting for him.

The aroma of stewed preserved fish with vermicelli still wafted from the kitchen. The fragrance of the preserved meat and the spiciness of the chili peppers blended together and filled the entire room, making one's mouth water just from the smell.

The first thing Lance did upon opening the door and smelling the aroma was to bend down, pick up Song Ning, and check on her. "Did you cook? Are you tired?"

He checked Song Ning's hands from all sides.

"you are back?"

Song Ning was still a little confused, but she perked up considerably when she saw him return.

He waited patiently until Lance finished his examination before a smile appeared on his face. "I'm not tired, I just got a little sleepy while waiting for you to come back and rested for a bit. I've prepared the food and it's keeping it warm over there. We can just heat it up and eat it. Today I made braised fish with vermicelli, and I tried it; it was quite delicious."

Lance, of course, couldn't miss his attempt to take credit. After putting the man down, Lance went to get the food, praising him incessantly.

"I could smell it from outside, and it made me very angry. Ningning's cooking is getting better and better."

The portion of the stewed preserved fish with vermicelli was quite large; a whole preserved fish and a handful of vermicelli were stewed together in one pot, and it looked very dark brown.

Song Ning brought over the bowls and chopsticks, and Lance moved the crystal core mini-sun over.

"Come and try it, these glass noodles don't break easily, so they should still taste pretty good right now."

"Yes, it's really good, very bouncy."

"Right? I think so too, and it's delicious when it's covered in broth, and the cured fish tastes good too."

"Ningning's cooking is the best."

"It's not that exaggerated. Your cooking is much better than mine."

"In my opinion, Ningning's cooking is the best."

"Okay, thank you for the compliment."

The meal was just like any other, as if nothing else in the world mattered to them, and only the warmth of the room made them yearn for it.