Chapter 594

Letting the Niuyazi crowd go down the mountain first, Zhang Su sat in the driver's seat of the broken box truck and started the car. While starting the car, he asked: "Old Jia, do you remember the young man who came to deliver the car to you this afternoon?"

"I remember." Jia Shiqin looked at Zhang Su and smiled: "That young man was quite humble. I praised him, and he was embarrassed, saying he didn't help and almost caused trouble, haha."

"Heh, listening to your tone, you think quite highly of him?" Zhang Su shook his head, remembering Zheng Ziwen's performance this afternoon, and couldn't help but laugh.

Jia Shiqin laughed very comfortably: "As a young man, being called by the supreme leader to do things together as soon as he arrived at a new unit, and then returning without being arrogant or rash and taking the initiative to admit his mistakes—I think it's quite good, haha."

Zhang Su was stunned for a moment. Sitting in his position, he really hadn't discovered these advantages of Zheng Ziwen. He turned the steering wheel toward the mountain gate and asked: "After Zheng Ziwen handed the car to you, did he go back directly? Did he talk to anyone on the way?"

Jia Shiqin nodded without recalling: "Yes, he was called by the young man among the Niuyazi group as soon as he left. It's the son of that Brother Wang you're quite familiar with."

His speculation was verified. Zhang Su nodded and didn't speak again. Suddenly, the chassis made a clattering sound. He thought about finding Guo Dachao to talk about modifying a car; this box truck was too broken, and he was really afraid it would break down halfway.

Village No. 1. The main road in the village was extremely lively, with nearly a hundred tables of various sizes set up. Large round tables could seat twelve people, and small square tables could seat seven or eight.

People were moving, and the noise was deafening. According to the brothers who had lived in the countryside, this scene was even livelier than when the village chief's eldest son got married! It's just that the style was slightly different...

Every two tables had a cluster of bonfires burning fiercely. There was no need to say what was used as fuel; it must be the zombie corpses that had been cut up. After burning for a period of time, they had already shrunk into a ball.

Dozens of bonfires illuminated the entire street while making the diners at the tables feel warm. The temperature of minus twenty or thirty degrees didn't cause any trouble at all, as if it were a world of its own! Zombie corpse pieces were indeed high-quality fuel, but if they were placed on the table as hot pot fuel, then this banquet wouldn't need to be eaten. Fortunately, zombie corpses were usually used for heating, so coal and charcoal were saved, and they were just right for use now.

Under the busyness of dozens of people, various ingredients had been processed simply and distributed. The hot and spicy hot pot soup base was gradually boiling, and the sound of people talking accompanied the firelight, also appearing hot and spicy, but no one used their chopsticks because the most important person hadn't arrived yet.

"Eh, they're here, people are here."

"That's not right... this seems to be the brothers whose hands were tied before."

"Right, it seems they said they were refugees from Niuyazi in the Beihe District!"

"It must be the King of Hell who let them go and let them come over to eat. Look, aren't there a few empty tables over there? Looking at it this way, the King of Hell should be coming soon too."

The Niuyazi crowd took their seats under the gaze of many eyes. Immediately after, two headlights shone over, and the broken box truck appeared in everyone's eyes, shaking.

Everyone's emotions rose instantly. Everyone already recognized this car; it contained a powerful mutated zombie and was personally controlled by the King of Hell.

"Hey, this isn't hot enough. Bring a big fire! Hurry, someone move some zombie corpses and build a big bonfire!"

Zhang Su parked the car at one end of the main road, more than ten meters away from the dining tables. Seeing the clusters of firelight, he felt the scene wasn't enough. This was the grandest gathering since the Tianma Island camp was built.

Hearing the King of Hell's order, the quick-witted people immediately ran to the place where the zombie corpses were stored, dragging about twenty corpses together with hands and feet.

"This is more like it. Everyone move away, everyone go back to your seats!"

Clang, clang, awoo, pfft! After the people left, a fire dragon like a torrent dyed half the sky red, and the scorching heat sprayed out. Most people saw the power of the fire-breathing zombie for the first time, only feeling a surge of hot blood. Those close by were directly swept by a heat wave, stepped back two steps, and fell onto their stools, dumbfounded! Pfft, boom!

In just three or four seconds, the flames were cut off, and the flames on the corpse pile burned fiercely, shooting more than ten meters high.

It both created an atmosphere and showed strength, killing two birds with one stone.

"Damn, Brother Su still knows how to play. Once this big fire is lit, our atmosphere is different!" Qi Xiaoshuai gripped a pair of chopsticks in one hand, his face full of excitement.

"Of course, my uncle, that's awesome!"

Pang Dakun was also very excited. After going to the city for a round, he no longer went to find Su Xiaoya, perhaps because he had transformed from a boy to a man in the "Soul-Destroying Cave."

As Zhang Su's number one fan, Lu Yubo naturally disdained simple verbal flattery. He had long run to the front of the car to welcome him and sent a portable megaphone with great discernment.

"Brothers and sisters, this disaster that affected the world brought us together here. Today, there's nothing else—eat well, eat your fill, let's start!"

Without any extra chatter, Zhang Su knew very well what everyone needed most at this moment. He was late because he was busy, so there was no need to say anything—just start eating.

Although the atmosphere at the scene was warm, they didn't forget about the sentry duty. Safety was always the top priority. This was the duty of combat personnel. There was no special reward because combat personnel could enjoy many privileges in normal times.

Including the combat personnel from several branches, there were more than one hundred people, taking turns in rows, which was quite relaxed.

The atmosphere illuminated by the firelight, the warm environment, clusters of white mist rising from the tables, and more than twenty combat personnel on sentry duty in all directions—whether it was safety or atmosphere, everything was maxed out.

At this moment, everyone in their hearts only felt satisfaction and peace of mind. Even those who had experienced the Tianma Island dinner before felt an extraordinary liveliness in this banquet.

This was popularity, the aura atmosphere generated by hundreds of people gathering together.

People knew that there weren't many survivors in Qincheng. Now, Village No. 1 had gathered about a quarter of Qincheng's population. Everyone was a community with a shared destiny, companions who shared weal and woe.

Looking at the world, how many survivor camps could gather hundreds of people for dinner together?

Everyone didn't know, but the people sitting there were full of happiness at this moment.

At the large round table in the middle, because it was set up in the open air, there was no distinction between main and secondary positions. Zhang Su picked a direction that looked pleasing to the eye and sat down.

Those who could sit at this table were naturally the core of the core. Arranged from both sides, Zhang Su had Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan on his left and right, followed by Tan Huajun next to Zheng Xinyu, and Yu Qing next to Zhong Xiaoshan.

Behind Yu Qing were the two most important men in her life, Yu Wen and Zhao Dezhu. Next to Tan Huajun was Lu Yubo, who might become her son-in-law, followed by Wu Lue, and finally two women, Zhao Xue and Ju Wuying.

Originally, Ju Wuying didn't sit at this table. She and Yi Xiaoling were at a table with Ma Changshou and others. Zhang Su specifically adjusted her over.

The intention was very obvious. Even if Ju Wuying didn't consider herself a core member of Tianma Island, the King of Hell wanted to force her to have this consciousness, and very formally arranged her opposite himself.

From time to time, people with clear minds would run to the main table to say hello. According to Zhang Su's request, there was no alcohol at the banquet, but it didn't affect people expressing their respect to the leader.

No alcohol, but there were wine glasses...

Then perform without objects, come to the table to toast, and then drink it down in a feigned manner, just to get familiar, and that's it.

Originally, many people felt that this wasn't necessary, but seeing people constantly running to the main table to greet, they felt that if they didn't go, they might be given "small shoes" to wear, so they helplessly participated in this internal competition.

(End of chapter)