“Hey, Your Majesty, have you had breakfast yet? Want to eat something together?”

Chu Che held a bowl piled up like a small mountain, grinning as he looked at Little Fatty, his expression gentle and kind.

The increasingly sparse few strands of hair on his head made him look somewhat mature.

Even the teasing “Your Majesty” didn’t sound so grating anymore!

Anyone seeing Chu Che standing in the sunlight would have to praise, “What a kindly uncle!”

But in Little Fatty’s eyes, this guy before him was simply a hypocrite.

Clearly the dragon scale was in your hand, yet you told me it was with Chen Ye.

Little Fatty looked at Chu Che, feeling he was the deepest hidden mastermind boss from TV dramas.

Little Fatty snorted coldly: “Hmph… what a hypocrite!”

After saying this, his little head lifted slightly, giving Chu Che a very disdainful glance with his eyes, then turned and walked away.

Chu Che was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Ye, who was walking over quickly with a cheeky grin to eat.

“Yezi, look at this matter… I’ve been corrupted by you!”

“No, Squad Leader Chu, what kind of gall do you have to say that shamelessly?”

…

The Pink-haired Girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, holding her sword as she walked quickly.

She had gotten too absorbed in practicing swordplay today and nearly missed breakfast time. She needed to hurry.

Whether it was Chen Ye or Chu Che, these two guys had no concept of “ladies first.” If she went late, she might not even get any soup left.

As everyone grew more familiar.

The few of them had long lost the courtesy they had when they first met.

At the beginning, everyone would leave some food for others when eating.

No one knew when it started, but everyone developed an unspoken understanding of “if I eat one more bite, someone else eats one less.”

No one knew who started this trend.

Thinking of this, the Pink-haired Girl quickened her pace even more.

“Huh, Your Majesty, you’ve finished eating?”

Seeing Little Fatty walking towards her with a dark expression.

The Pink-haired Girl raised her hand energetically and greeted Little Fatty.

Little Fatty snorted coldly, his eyes flickering over the long sword in the Pink-haired Girl’s hand, swallowing back the sarcastic words he wanted to say.

He just gave the Pink-haired Girl an extremely contemptuous look, then tossed his head again, not even looking at her.

That expression was like…

Little Fatty now simply had a bad impression of the five-person group.

Each one of them…

All hypocrites, petty people, shameless…

The Pink-haired Girl was slightly stunned, then: “What a lunatic!”

Then she sped up and left.

The Pink-haired Girl now had only two words in her heart: “Eat!”

What she worried about was Chen Ye and Chu Che finishing the food and not leaving any for her.

And Iron Lion…

Looking at this guy’s bulk that had grown taller again…

And having two heads, four arms…

He was simply a double eater!

Even Sister Ding Dong, who seemed the most composed, had now been corrupted by Chen Ye and Chu Che.

When Sister Ding Dong first joined the convoy.

Due to feeling somewhat embarrassed.

She didn’t eat her fill for two consecutive days.

Later, Sister Ding Dong couldn’t care about that anymore.

She also joined the ranks of fighting for food.

Saying “fighting” might be a bit excessive.

But saying everyone was polite and courteous to each other was completely nonsense.

…

“Hehe… Your Majesty, just finished eating and coming back?”

Walking towards him was Big Fool Iron Lion.

His honest face seriously bore three big words: “Honest person.”

If it were half an hour earlier, Little Fatty would be happy to deal with such an “honest person.”

But now…

Little Fatty looked at Iron Lion’s face seriously for a while, shaking his head and sighing: “This child… has been corrupted by others~~~ ruined~~ what a pity~~~”

Iron Lion’s two hands scratched the back of his head, looking confused as he watched Little Fatty walk away.

The last person Little Fatty encountered was Ding Dong, who was rushing over.

Like the Pink-haired Girl, Ding Dong had also been too busy taking care of the seed stock and forgot the time.

When she realized, she knew something was wrong.

When she first joined the convoy, because she felt embarrassed, she didn’t eat her fill for two consecutive days.

This experience was fresh and painfully clear in Ding Dong’s memory.

Seeing Little Fatty walking over with a dark expression, Ding Dong raised her hand to greet him.

“Little Fatty, good morning!”

Little Fatty’s breakfast was specially handled by his personal chief eunuch, Little Dezi.

Therefore, he didn’t eat with everyone.

Little Fatty saw Ding Dong.

His heart ached slightly.

He once saw a saying online: “Honest people often deceive others the most harshly.”

This woman looks very trustworthy, how…

He had stumbled twice in this woman’s hands…

They say beautiful women are the best at deceiving.

But this woman before him wasn’t even good-looking, quite ordinary-looking…

Little Fatty felt some hatred, hating himself for not recognizing people clearly.

As the two passed each other, Little Fatty restrained himself again and again, but still said: “Sister Ding Dong, it doesn’t matter if someone looks ordinary, what’s important is inner beauty…”

It wasn’t that Little Fatty had such low intelligence.

But being fooled by Ding Dong twice, some words were really hard to hold back.

Those who speak without thinking often aren’t really stupid.

It’s just that some words in their hearts are often impossible to hold back.

This was one time Little Fatty couldn’t hold back.

Ding Dong was stunned for a moment, then her face began to twitch, her eyes becoming gloomy and dangerous.

Little Dezi saw the situation wasn’t good and quickly shielded Little Fatty.

“You… what do you want to do?”

“Ah~~~~”

…

Superhumans’ supplies were relatively abundant.

But only relatively speaking.

In this world of extremely scarce supplies, wanting to reach the supply conditions before the apocalypse was almost impossible.

If they ate freely, Iron Lion alone could eat the convoy into poverty.

Therefore, after everyone started cooking together.

The daily material supply for the five-person group was also rationed.

It’s just that this ration could guarantee everyone ate roughly enough.

And only roughly enough.

Otherwise, eating without limits would waste even the most abundant supplies.

At the beginning, everyone was still somewhat embarrassed, eating until roughly full and putting down their chopsticks.

No one knew when it started.

Or maybe as everyone grew more familiar.

Everyone became less particular when eating.

Of course, eating also had to be fair.

For example, everyone’s bowl was the same size.

This was also because at the very beginning, Captain Chu Che realized he would be at a disadvantage when eating and brought a large sea bowl.

Thus, this rule was established.

Of course, such rules weren’t without countermeasures.

For example, Chen Ye would always secretly speed up, each time he scooped with his chopsticks, the food in his mouth would never be chewed more than three times before swallowing.

This greatly increased his eating speed.

A bowl of rice was often gone in three or four bites.

Chen Ye shoveled rice into his mouth in large mouthfuls, his mouth still full of rice, chewing twice before directly swallowing, asking: “Why isn’t Sister Ding Dong here yet?”

The Pink-haired Girl also had no image left, holding her rice bowl squatting on the ground, her bowl piled high. Today’s dishes were sliced lettuce and shredded potatoes.

The Pink-haired Girl’s cheeks were puffed up like a little hamster, but it didn’t hinder her from speaking: “Don’t know… maybe… maybe she’s not hungry.”

The Pink-haired Girl’s special skill was increasing chewing speed.

In the time Chen Ye chewed once, the Pink-haired Girl could chew five or six times.

So, the Pink-haired Girl’s speed wasn’t much slower than Chen Ye’s.

“Hey, Iron Lion, do you have any shame, can you eat that much by yourself?”

Chu Che’s voice, gritting his teeth, came through.

Chen Ye and the Pink-haired Girl turned their heads.

They saw Iron Lion’s four arms working in two groups, one group specifically holding the rice bowl, and another group specifically responsible for holding chopsticks.

Iron Lion and Mad Lion were both awake.

Four arms and two mouths working simultaneously.

Like this, Iron Lion alone ate the amount for two people.

This was simply against the rules.

This was Iron Lion’s special skill!

“Damn… next time make Lion pay for two portions!”

Chen Ye yelled strangely, the speed of his shoveling rice increasing even faster.

Iron Lion grinned foolishly, completely ignoring everyone, only focused on eating.

Chu Che was so angry his teeth itched, both his cheeks puffed up high, wishing he could even glare his eyeballs out.

Of course, Captain Chu Che wasn’t without his own special skill either.

The bowl of rice in his hand was already piled up into a small mountain.

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