Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system-Chapter 633 - 621: End of the World Dimension 9

The pre-apocalyptic economy of this town must have been quite good, with a fair number of skyscrapers.

"Let’s find a tall building to stay in, it’s getting dark." Yan Mo remarked, looking at the weather.

"Alright."

"Stay alert, avoid running into zombies." Yan Mo reminded them.

They walked along the streets for over twenty minutes and found a hotel that appears to be one of the taller buildings in town.

"Let’s go to this hotel. Be careful once we’re inside. Lin Jingyang, you stay behind me, Mo Si, you cover the rear, and Ziluo, Xia Yue, Xia Xi, you three in the middle, keep an eye on Lin Jingyang." Yan Mo instructed them.

"Yes." They had no objections to Yan Mo’s arrangement, nodding in agreement, and proceeded inside the hotel according to the order.

The hotel was strewn with blood and skeletal remains. There must have been a sizable conflict at the onset of the apocalypse, leaving the place disheveled, with mouldy spots and overgrown grass in places.

"Let’s head to the top floor." Yan Mo didn’t detect any zombies in the hotel with his perception, but it’s still possible that they’re hiding. It’s better to be careful.

The group ascended the stairs floor by floor.

They quickly reached the top floor, the ninth.

They chose a large suite that faced the street through a window.

The room was very dirty, and the bedding was unusable.

They threw the bedding out of the room, Ziluo used the Cleaning Technique, and the room was instantly clean. Xia Yue made the beds with blankets she took out from her backpack.

There were two rooms, one for Xia Yue, Xia Xi, and Ziluo, and another one for Lin Jingyang, Yan Mo, and Mo Si.

Since they might stay here for a few days, they took extra care to clean up.

Lin Jingyang was astonished by their demonstrated abilities, but felt no surprise deep down.

He wasn’t a fool, he had suspected something from the clues they had not hidden, but the speculation seemed unbelievable, so he decided to feign ignorance.

He didn’t think they were interested in his secrets, his father was probably not even a match for them.

Once they finished cleaning, the sky began to darken, and they all gathered in the living room.

"To celebrate our find, let’s treat ourselves to some good food." Xia Yue said cheerfully, taking out dishes and soup made by Ao Mi from her backpack.

"That smells great." Lin Jingyang looked at the flavorful dishes in front of him, his mouth watering.

"Let’s eat. If it’s not enough, let me know. There’s plenty of white rice." She put a bowl of rice in front of him.

The others picked up their bowls and chopsticks and started eating.

At first, Lin Jingyang wanted to be polite, but seeing everyone else digging in, he decided to just join them.

"This is so good." Lin Jingyang took a bite and his eyes lit up. He continued to eat and compliment the food.

"The way you’re eating makes it seem like you haven’t eaten in hundreds of years." Xia Yue commented on his eating style.

"It has been a long time since I’ve had such delicious food." Lin Jingyang paused, then said.

Before the apocalypse, his family was considered wealthy. He was quite picky about food and didn’t eat many things. But now, he missed those options that he no longer had.

Even though his father was one of the defenders of the base, their diet was only slightly better than that of ordinary people. Comparing it to pre-apocalyptic times would be impossible.

Given the circumstances, crops now need to be accelerated by Wood-element Superpower Users to grow, of which there weren’t many. Normal people had to rely on nutritional liquids to stave off hunger.

"Then eat more. There’s more if it’s not enough." Xia Yue said to him.

"Thank you." Lin Jingyang thanked her, and dove back into the delicious food.