"Hey, did you hear that?"
"What did you hear?"
"That's it."
"What this and that?"
"There are people eating hot pot on the 7th floor!"
"It's said to be fragrant!"
No. 1 Jiang Fan had just come out of the production department when he heard several candidates passing by talking in low voices. He was a little stunned for a moment, wondering how the words "eating hot pot" could appear in the gap assessment.
He and his teammates looked at each other in shock. After being stunned, they quickly rushed to the cafeteria and met up with other teammates on the 7th and 8th.
In the cafeteria, the three floors inside and outside were already crowded with people.
Although Jiang Fan was very knowledgeable, he never thought that one day such a scene would appear in front of his eyes. In the huge canteen, the windows are bright and clean, and the large glass curtain walls and white floor tiles bring the best lighting.
And beside that wall, there were crowds of people. The outermost circle is the candidates, and inside the candidates are zombies. Among the zombies, there are candidates again. There is me among you, and you among me. I have never seen such a harmonious scene between zombies and humans.
There were too many people and it was difficult to see clearly. Jiang Fan couldn't help but stand on tiptoes and watch, and then he could clearly see the innermost situation.
There were tables arranged by the window. Steaming hot pots were cooking on the tables, and familiar candidates sat beside them. Bu Xia on the 6th, Li Ran on the 4th, the protagonist Xiao Ming, and his teammates on the 7th and 8th were all present.
"Good guys, they are really eating hot pot!" Jiang Fan's teammate No. 88 stood on tiptoes, his voice even more shocked than the first time he saw zombies here.
Another teammate, No. 77, did not hesitate to give in. He couldn't help but pull the shoulder of a candidate who was watching in front and asked: "Brother, can you tell me what is going on here?"
The candidate turned around and saw them, recognized Jiang Fan, and explained: "Just call and order as they said outside. It seems that no matter what you order, what you end up with is hot pot, just the bottom of the pot and the ingredients inside. It’s not the same. But everyone thinks that hot pot is reasonable.”
Jiang Fan was humble and asked: "Why?"
The candidate answered: "Because zombies have stiff limbs, they are unable to complete fine movements such as shredding, peeling, thickening, and stir-frying. There is certainly no way to accurately control the amount of seasonings. Hot pot is much easier. You can use anything, no matter how it is cut." It has to be different in size, just put it inside. Even if it's not washed, you can't eat it anyway. It doesn't matter if it's lighter or saltier."
Jiang Fan thought about it carefully and found it very reasonable.
But he smelled the aroma of hot pot and looked at his teammates No. 7 and No. 8. One of their faces clearly had "pain" written on it, and the other had "despair" written on it.
No. 7 and No. 8 were really desperate. They just let go a little bit and chose "green mood" when ordering, and got a pot of green gooey base.
It has a good name and can be called "healthy vegetable pot".
The pot was bubbling and bubbling, and it could boil automatically without heating. It looked very metaphysical, especially like something a folk witch doctor could create. One soul left the body, two souls returned to the west.
They didn't want to try it, so they decided to inquire about other tables, and saw that table No. 3 next door got a fragrant "red oil spicy hotpot".
The red devil is boiling in that pot
The pepper is very bright in color and very devilish in appearance. It's like the world famous painting "The Scream", every devil pepper is screaming.
The so-called spicy food passes through the intestines and stays in the devil's heart.
Red and green, it’s a dog-shit race.
The people at tables 2 and 3 felt sympathetic to each other and felt that they were in the same boat. But when they saw the pot bottoms on the other three tables, they were relieved.
The other three tables, including Yan Yueming, all chose the chef's special dishes.
The head chef in a white chef's robe took the trouble to cook for them on the spot, opened the lid of the pot, and revealed a pot of water. Then I picked up a can of seasoning from the dining cart and sprinkled a little bit in it.
That seasoning is purple.
Yan Yueming immediately thought of the little purple beans there.
Then the head chef picked up another jar of seasoning, and with a flick of the zombie's stiff arm, a large amount of seasoning was poured into the pot.
The head chef paused.
The zombies on the scene were a bit sluggish.
But that's okay.
The head chef probably thought this was all trivial, so he opened a lid on the dining cart, grabbed a handful of something like peppercorns and sprinkled it in.
At this time, the water also boiled.
The pot began to bubble, and the chef continued his creation. Sprinkle a little of this, a little of that, the stiff limbs reveal a bit of skill, and the bluish-white face is like a thousand-year-old zombie resurrected in the steaming mist.
I don’t know what else he spread.
"Oh——"
There was a fire in the pot, and the rising fire illuminated the faces of the zombies and the candidates, causing waves of exclamation.
The enthusiasm for discussion was unprecedentedly high.
Only the candidates sitting at the table waiting for their meals were as silent as if they were dead.
To eat or not to eat, that is the question.
Like issues of life and death.
"If you don't take one bite, you'll most likely be guilty of a violation, right? Doesn't the notice at the door say no leftovers?"
"But these things...I wouldn't dare to eat them."
"But if you escape at the cost of deducting points, if you escape this time, what about the next time? How will you survive 48 hours?"
“The vending machines over there don’t work at all, we don’t have any coins!”
"I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked, and I couldn't break the vending machine."
Opinions vary.
"I think the most important issue is the water source. Didn't someone say it just now on the first floor? The virus that causes Trouble to turn into a zombie is probably brought by rain. Rainwater will pollute the water source. If the water hose used in the canteen If there is a virus, wouldn’t it turn into a zombie if you eat it?”
"But think about it from another perspective? Trouble Unlimited is a beverage company. They sell water. If their water contains viruses, aren't they selling the virus to others? Aren't there zombies everywhere in the cracks? I didn't listen. Said."
"I tend to think that there is no problem with simple domestic water, but a catalyst is also needed. This catalyst may not necessarily appear in the dishes in the canteen."
"That makes sense."
"To say the least, the Qi Xiang Bureau sent us here for assessment. The level of danger here shouldn't be very high."
…
"Look, the ingredients are here."
"what is that?"
"Heart?!"
Platefuls of vegetables were brought to the table. They looked normal, just like vegetables in the real world. The only difference was the knife skills. The potatoes were randomly cut into pieces, the green vegetables were whole, etc.
Only tables No. 2 and No. 3, who chose the first three set meals, each received a meat dish.
On the white porcelain plate is a heart the size of a fist.
No. 7 and No. 8 had stiff expressions on their faces, and they suddenly had bad suspicions. A boy at the next table couldn't hold himself back and stood up all of a sudden. His wristband lit up with a white breathing light, deducting 5 points.
He hurriedly sat down again, but his face was already ugly.
"This, this is... heart?"
His voice was tight.
"It's the heart."
A clear female voice came from table No. 1, it was Bu Xia, "But it's not a human heart, so don't be nervous. If I'm not mistaken, this should be a pig's heart."
Yan Yueming remembered that Bu Xia was a medical student and a forensic doctor. Each of the first three set meals has the word "heart" in their names.
As soon as the word "pig heart" came out, the candidates at tables 2 and 3 breathed a sigh of relief. It's not just the human heart.
At this time, Chen Yeye also moved. He picked up his chopsticks, glanced at the bottom of his pot, which was specially made by the chef and had a very unpleasant color, and put all the vegetables into it. Some potatoes, some tomatoes, some yams...
"Haha, there are even rice cakes here. I like to eat rice cakes." Chen Yeye said with a wave of his hand, a plate of rice cakes was put into the pot.
"If you put too much, be careful not to stick to the pan." Bu Xia reminded him.
"Is the pot still stuck in the crack? The quality is too bad." Chen Yeye muttered, his hands were unambiguous, he stirred with a slotted spoon from time to time, and kept asking if he could eat it.
Bu Xia: "The vegetables are ready to eat."
Chen Yeye: "Oh oh oh."
These two people really came to eat hot pot.
I really dare to eat it.
Everyone looked at them like two warriors. Bu Xia, in particular, didn't even frown when facing the messy pot, and seemed to be very interested in the pig heart on the next table.
Chen Yeye lives up to his name, and has quite a bit of the temperament of a wild grower. He took a bite of the vegetables and carefully tasted the taste. The first thing he said was: "It's not poisonous."
The second sentence is: "It's delicious!"
Those eyes are bright, and it is indeed the expression of eating something delicious.
With them "testing the poison", other tables also started to use their chopsticks after a fierce psychological struggle.
At Yan Yueming's table No. 4, Li Ran was of course the first to put down his chopsticks. He was very suicidal, and even dipped his chopsticks into the bottom of the pot to taste it, and said, "It's really delicious. It has a very magical taste, as if you are eating popping candy."
Gu Fei touched his chin, "So it is most correct to think about the problem from the perspective of the examiner. This exam is easy or not easy, difficult or not. If the food and water are poisonous, then the candidates will be finished. So the difficulty of the meal Or is it—"
She looked at the zombies squeezing around her, and her eyes happened to touch Shen Yinchuan. Shen Yinchuan said: "The dining environment."
Yan Yueming's eyes fell on the candidate at table 3 who had his points deducted. Because his psychological quality was not high enough, he stood up in shock and was regarded as leaving the table, so points were deducted.
Looking at Bu Xia at table No. 1, she was so at ease, looking at the zombies with even a hint of affection.
This point cannot be deducted from her.
As for Yan Yueming?
Xiao Ming is just Xiao Ming, and he is hungry.
Yan Yueming has been paying attention to the changes in his body since entering the company and discovering zombies. Because the way the virus spreads is actually uncertain, it may be water, or it may have evaporated into the air. What if the catalyst just mentioned by the candidate exists in the air of this company?
In short, it is not safe for them to be in the same space as zombies.
Fortunately, Yan Yueming did not find any disease in his body.
Unfortunately, he was getting hungry too quickly. He came here with a full meal. Judging from his current amount of exercise, he was far from being very hungry.
But now he was hungry, the kind of hungry where his stomach was already empty.
Maybe there is an invisible rule here, that is - eat at the right time.
Yan Yueming had no secrets and quickly announced the discovery. Because it is already meal time, if any candidate mistakenly thinks that he is just hungry and misses the meal, points will be deducted. !
