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Chapter 163 Mutton Soup

Author: Southeast Que

Su Wanwan said quickly, "I'm just here to see what happened to them?"

Seeing the two people being dragged into the hall, Su Wanwan asked curiously.

The guard did not hide it from Su Wanwan, glanced at the man and woman who were taken away, and responded: "Those two people tried to escape from here and were shot to death."

"You'd better not run away, otherwise you will suffer the same fate."

The guard's eyes were full of warning, as if to say that if you run away, you will suffer the same fate.

"Food and accommodation are included here, I won't leave here." That's weird!

Su Wanwan responded.

This place looks and sounds so good that after staying there for a long time, you will feel like you are someone else's livestock.

Originally, this was the Ross Dynasty Hotel, a place that many people yearned for.

Now it has become a group, a place where many people are kept captive.

The guard heard Su Wanwan's words, "It's best this way."

Afterwards, the guards left, leaving Su Wanwan alone here.

There is no fear that Su Wanwan will escape. There are surveillance cameras everywhere, and this woman cannot escape unless she becomes invisible or disappears directly.

Hard to fly with wings.

Anyone caught escaping will only die.

By seven or eight o'clock in the morning, more and more people woke up and went downstairs. Some people went to swim in the swimming pool, and some went to the gym to exercise. Everyone seemed to have something to do.

Su Wanwan sat on a chair in the restaurant, ordered a glass of milk with sugar, and drank it happily.

At this time, there is only brewed milk. Where can I find fresh milk?

It would be nice to take a vacation here for a month or two, but after a long time, you will inevitably get tired of everything here.

No one wants to be locked up in one place forever.

Fu Xinci also came down from upstairs and saw Su Wanwan at the restaurant at a glance. Because they were still wearing the previous knight uniforms and helmets, they could easily recognize each other.

He walked towards Su Wanwan, "When did you get up? You went to bed too late last night and couldn't get up in the morning."

"I woke up very early."

Su Wanwan put her chin in her palms and responded lightly, her eyes moving on the others.

Fu Xinci sat in front of Su Wanwan, ordered a cup of hot coffee, and said, "Why are you getting up so early?"

"I can't sleep. This place feels more dangerous than outside."

Su Wanwan said quietly, being able to turn superpowers into ordinary people and tame mutant monsters, how could a place like this not be scary?

Especially for a person with powers like her, it's even more scary.

"It's quite dangerous. I regret coming here. Otherwise, we can just go back to Golden Port City and not go to the deep city."

Fu Xinci said with some regret.

"Look again, the danger of the sea city does not mean the danger of the deep city."

Su Wanwan still yearns for Shencheng. There must be a lot of supplies there.

"Shh, let's not discuss this kind of thing anymore. Guards are coming."

Seeing four or five patrolling guards walking out of the hall, Su Wanwan lowered her voice.

A flash of understanding flashed in Fu Xinci's eyes, and he changed the subject, "This coffee is quite authentic and very fragrant. It doesn't seem to be brewed coffee."

"It should be hand-ground coffee."

Su Wanwan also participated in the discussion, and it seemed that the two of them were discussing coffee.

The guard glanced at Su Wanwan and Fu Xinci as they passed by outside the restaurant.

In the morning, Su Wanwan ate some bread, dipped it in jam, and drank milk.

Simple breakfast.

I have never seen the old Steven again.

At noon, the one-eyed chef came out of the back kitchen pushing the dining cart, "Gentlemen and ladies, our main course for lunch today is sweet and sour pork ribs and stewed lamb."

Everyone cheered and felt very happy to be able to eat the stew.

And it’s mutton stew.

At this time, it is really rare to have a meal of meat.

Especially fresh meat.

No one cares about where the fresh meat comes from, as long as it is edible.

Fu Xinci also clapped his hands, "You can actually eat mutton stew here, it's great!"

Zhang Zhexin also found Fu Xinci and said with emotion: "There are not many opportunities like this. You should eat more."

"Generally speaking, it's pretty good if you can eat fresh meat once a month."

Fu Xinci glanced at Zhang Zhexin and nodded quickly, "Where does this fresh meat come from?"

"I don't know, it's probably frozen meat."

"No matter how many there are, it's good to eat some."

Zhang Zhexin responded.

They sat at the table, with dishes and chopsticks in front of them.

Soon a chef wearing a mask came over to share the meat with everyone, and everyone got a spoonful.

The meat was stewed very well, with a smell of mutton, and some people couldn't wait to start tasting the delicious food.

“It’s delicious. I haven’t eaten such fresh lamb in a long time. The sweet and sour pork ribs are also good.”

"It's just that the bones are a bit big and there's too little meat."

Su Wanwan looked at the stewed mutton in the bowl and frowned tightly.

"Why don't you eat mutton?"

Fu Xinci asked and glanced sideways at Su Wanwan who still didn't move the spoon.

Su Wanwan shook her head and said, "I don't like mutton."

"Okay, I've tasted it. It tastes like mutton. It's really good."

Fu Xinci took a sip of soup gracefully.

Zhang Zhexin, who was opposite him, had already finished all the mutton in the bowl.

"Beauty, don't you eat mutton?"

Zhang Zhexin looked at the mutton in Su Wanwan's bowl and felt a little moved.

Seeing this, Fu Xinci said to Zhang Zhexin: "Stop being greedy for her mutton soup and come and eat mine."

Apparently, Fu Xinci handed his mutton to Zhang Zhexin very generously.

"Hey, thank you, thank you!"

Zhang Zhexin smiled and thanked him.

The one-eyed chef came to Su Wanwan, looked at Su Wanwan's untouched mutton soup, showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, and asked coldly: "Why don't you drink mutton soup?"

"I haven't been used to mutton soup since I was a child. It's delicious to others, but it's really unpalatable to me."

Su Wanwan responded with a serious face. She hated mutton.

The one-eyed chef was dubious, "Then why don't you eat your ribs?"

Is it because the ribs are not delicious?

"I don't like sweets either. After all, I want to maintain my current figure."

Su Wanwan's reasoned response made the one-eyed chef unable to find any flaws. He originally wanted to teach her a lesson, but when he saw that the woman had a B-level mark, he had no choice but to give up.

He is C-level and not as good as this woman, so I might as well forget it.

So as not to cause trouble for yourself.

The one-eyed chef turned and left.

Su Wanwan drank boiled water and ate nothing else.

After she left, the food on her table was taken away and eaten by others. The person who took the food even laughed at Su Wanwan for not knowing good food.
Chapter completed!
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