Chapter 153 Invincible Doomsday (4)
"Much better?"
"Yeah."
It still hurts, but it doesn't affect walking.
In order to relieve the pain, Zhou Ye had to find the healing power user.
There is one on the fourth floor, and its power is very weak, but it's better than nothing.
Zhou Ye opened the iron door and walked out. There were two rows of prisons on both sides of a long corridor. Each person occupied a living space of about ten square meters without disturbing each other.
The woman who lives opposite is cooking noodles. A palm-sized gas tank is connected to the outside of a small gas stove.
These are also survival supplies. As long as you complete your tasks on time, you can get two of them every month.
Two gas tanks can only be used for half a month at most if they are used sparingly.
We all don't have fire powers. In this base, even dry firewood is a public item and is distributed uniformly. If it's gone, it's gone. You can only eat cold food for the remaining half a month.
Fortunately, there are many water-type superpowers here, so everyone never worries about running out of water.
When Zhou Ye came out, the people in the cage looked at her indifferently, then looked away the next second and continued busy with the work at hand.
Ordinary people have to work and be productive if they want to survive.
Sewing clothes, cleaning, raising poultry, harvesting rice, etc. are all done by them.
It’s okay to have work to do, but I’m afraid there will be no work to do.
Not alive means no supplies. Being without supplies is as scary as encountering a living corpse. You can't survive.
At this time, the top managers in charge of all materials are the absolute rulers.
Zhou Ye walked forward silently until he reached the end of the prison. He stopped at the door of the prison facing the sunniest side, opened the iron door, and walked in with his feet raised.
Zhang Shan was the only healer on the fourth floor. Zhou Ye walked in and saw him sitting by the window. In front of him was a pot of boiling water. The small aluminum pot was filled with six eggs.
There are more than 100 chickens raised in the base, and they only produce about 70 eggs every day. The only people who can eat so many eggs every day are those with healing powers.
Because they consume a lot of energy and energy to treat people, the base cherishes these people with special abilities and provides eggs specifically for them. Zhangshan can have six, and those upstairs can have twelve.
Ordinary people, although they can feed chickens, they don't even think about eggs.
Zhou Ye looked at the eggs in the pot without hiding his eyes.
Zhang Shan looked at her, put the lid on the pot with a snap, stood up and said coldly.
"What are you here for?"
Zhou Ye lifted his right leg.
"Healing."
Zhang Shan lowered his eyes, looked at the wound on her knee, and frowned slightly.
"If you want to get treatment, go and register first. Don't you see that I'm busy now?"
Zhou Ye looked at the pot of water that was still boiling. Under the sun, a column of water vapor slowly rose, emitting powerful heat.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Ye's black eyes brightened slightly and he licked the corners of his lips.
"Too busy eating eggs?"
She withdrew her gaze and looked at Zhang Shan.
"They are not yet cooked. I want to watch them. Anyway, I am not free now. If you want to treat a disease, you have to queue up!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Ye suddenly raised his hand, his palm facing the pot of boiling water that was "gurgling", and his slender fingers slowly tightened. The next second, the boiling water suddenly worked harder. The water splashed up, the lid of the pot was raised, and for a while, water vapor filled the room.
Zhang Shan was confused, watching Zhou Ye take back his hand, and looked at him calmly with his bright black eyes.
"Now that it's cooked, treat it for me."
Zhang Shan hurriedly stepped forward and opened the lid of the pot. He saw that not a drop of water was left inside. The six eggs had cracked. No need to think about it, they must be cooked.
"What did you do?!"
(End of chapter)