Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Chapter 206 The Bizarre Post-Apocalyptic World 23

Wei Kai gestured for two team members to check the corners around the yard, while he and the rest of the team members escorted Dr. Su toward the house.

The group searched around but couldn't find a single person.

Dr. Su was none other than Sister Yuan's daughter, Su Meng. She went in and out of the rooms several times but did not find any family members. She sat on the sofa, looking somewhat lost.

"How is that possible? How can there be no one here?"

The Chaoyang team wasn't surprised by her reaction, since everyone felt that Dr. Su's family members were very likely no longer alive.

The team members wisely stood guard at the door, not wanting to disturb her.

The fat man wandered around for a bit, then came out of the kitchen and approached Wei Kai, saying mysteriously, "Captain, do you know what I found in the kitchen? A pot of steamed buns."

Wei Kai glanced at the fat man but didn't say anything.

The fat man took one out of his pocket and handed it to him, adding, "I picked up a bun, broke it open, and smelled it. It's vegetarian, fresh, and it was just steamed not long ago."

Wei Kai held the steamed bun in his hand. Although it was cold, the dough was still soft. He smelled it under his nose and there was no rancid smell at all.

“This courtyard has probably always been inhabited,” Wei Kai said in a low voice, his gaze sweeping across the courtyard. “There are signs of habitation everywhere.”

Rose walked over upon hearing this and said, "Could it be that Dr. Su's family members have gone out on business and will probably be back soon?"

San'er took off his sunglasses and put them on his head: "Captain, should I go out and take a look around?"

Wei Kai pondered for a moment and said, "Let Fatty go with you. If you find anything amiss, come back immediately."

"Got it!"

San'er and Fatty walked out of the courtyard one after the other.

San'er wanted to ask Fatty whether to go left or right first, but when he turned around, he saw Fatty stuffing a steamed bun in his mouth.

"Hiss~ I have to say, Fatty, you're really something. Aren't you afraid there might be poison in the bun? You really dare to eat it."

While chewing on a steamed bun, the fat man mumbled, "Third Brother, what do you know? With my skills, if this steamed bun were poisonous, I could smell it when I broke it open. Besides, it's been so long since I've had such fresh vegetable steamed buns. I eat canned food and compressed biscuits every day, I'm practically turning into a can of food."

San'er shook his head helplessly, "Then which way should we go first?"

The fat man swallowed the bun in his mouth. "I'll listen to you, Fatty."

"Then let's go to the left."

The two walked towards the alley on the left. After walking about ten steps, San'er faintly smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose.

He couldn't help but sniff, and realized it smelled like... steamed buns, so fragrant that his mouth started to water.

"Hey Fatty, your vegetable buns smell really good! Do you have any more? Can I have one?"

The fat man reached into his pocket, pulled out a steamed bun, and handed it to him.

San'er took the bun, took a bite, chewed it twice, and nodded.

Yes, fresh vegetable buns are delicious.

The two took a few more steps forward, and San'er felt that the fragrance she had smelled earlier was even stronger.

It doesn't taste like the steamed bun in my hand.

The fat man next to him looked up and sniffed hard: "San'er, can you smell something particularly fragrant?"

San'er frowned and stopped in her tracks. "I smelled it a while ago. I thought it was the smell of the buns in your hand, but now it seems that it is not. This fragrance is much stronger than the smell of the buns."

The fat man's eyes lit up. "Could someone be cooking? Let's go take a look!" He strode forward, following the aroma.

"Hey! Fatty!" San'er couldn't stop him in time, and being curious himself, he followed.

After turning a corner, you'll find a commercial street. On this street, there stands a four-story building, looking like a crane among chickens, amidst a row of shops that are only two or three stories high. Upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a restaurant.

Just by standing at this corner, San'er and Fatty could smell the rich aroma wafting towards them.

The fat man swallowed hard and said, "Third Brother, did you see that? There's actually a restaurant here?"

San'er swallowed hard and nodded. "I saw it."

"It smells so good! Want to go check it out?" The fat man asked, but his feet were already moving forward uncontrollably.

Seeing the fat man getting further and further away, San'er quickly snapped out of his reverie, calling out in a low voice, "Damn it! Fatty, wait! What if there's danger ahead?"

in the restaurant.

With Zhuang Damao's help, Lin Xiaoqian made six more steamers of buns and put them on the steamer to steam. There were about a hundred buns of each flavor.

She gently closed the lid of the steamer, and soon white steam billowed out from the gaps in the steamer, carrying a rich aroma that quickly filled the entire restaurant and then spread to the street.

Lin Xiaoqian wiped her hands and walked into the restaurant lobby, asking Mo Ying, who was sitting to the side playing on her phone, "How did it go? You just showed Sister Yuan her condition. Is her madness related to Xiao Ze's blood? Can it be cured?"

Mo Ying shook her head: "This is caused by a huge shock to her brain, and it has nothing to do with Xiao Ze's blood. Even if we forcibly awaken her mind, it will only make her suffer the pain of reliving the memories again."

Lin Xiaoqian sighed, "She's a pitiful person. Although I planned to send her away after finding the local base, she's in such a state that even if she gets there, she probably won't have an easy time. By the way, are the other people in town still around?"

“I went out for a walk last night, and a third of the people left yesterday, probably wanting to leave this place as soon as possible. The others were all hiding at home and didn’t come out,” Mo Ying replied. “What, you’re thinking of entrusting this woman to the people in town? In my opinion, under the apocalypse, people are panicking and everyone is too busy taking care of themselves to accept her.”

Lin Xiaoqian rested her chin on her hands and said, "I was just asking casually. I heard she has a daughter. Do you think it's possible that her daughter is still alive? That way, we can try to help her find her daughter. Maybe after she sees her daughter, her madness will improve."

But deep down she knew it was impossible. So much time had passed since the apocalypse, and Sister Yuan's daughter hadn't come looking for her; she was probably long dead.

"There's someone at the door," Mo Ying suddenly said.

"Huh?" Lin Xiaoqian looked up and immediately saw two figures, one fat and one thin, acting suspiciously at the door.