The Chef Rules the Last Days-Chapter 27 - 25 Prison (Part 1)

27: Chapter 25: Prison (Part 1)

27: Chapter 25: Prison (Part 1)

Inside the leading vehicle.

A slender, refined man sat in the passenger seat, pushing up his gold-rimmed glasses as he said, “There are three people upstairs.”

“Strangers?” the burly man in the driver’s seat asked, taking a drag from his cigarette and glancing at the two zombie corpses with covered faces on the first floor of the clothing store.

“Probably, two of them are sleeping.”

“Putting zombies to rest, huh, we’ll head to the supermarket first.

Those students snatched quite a bit yesterday.”

“Hmm.”

The three cars paused briefly downstairs before exiting Jianxiong’s line of sight.

The feeling of being watched also disappeared.

Zhao Xiwen sat up, dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep the previous night: “They have a Spiritual Ability User.”

“That spying sensation was really unpleasant,” Jianxiong also felt it.

Lu Chen got up, packed up his sleeping bag, and said coldly, “They’ll come back.”

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Su Mo was in a daze atop her sleeping bag, wondering why she felt like the only one out of the loop—she hadn’t felt spied on at all.

Could it be because she was a fake?

Without speaking, she silently got up and packed her bag.

The four ice packs from last night had already melted, and the four of them washed up with what was left.

Lu Chen handed everyone a pack of biscuits and a bottle of water for breakfast, and the four quietly waited inside the house.

Three police cars stopped in front of the supermarket, six people got out, and shortly after entering, they hurried back to the cars with anxious expressions.

The sounds of mutual conversation echoed through the car’s radio.

“Hurry back and report to the boss, our warehouse has been breached!”

“Was it those students yesterday!?”

“We checked the supplies we took, they didn’t bring back much yesterday.”

Everyone was exceedingly anxious.

The refined man pushed his glasses calmly and said, “Just bring those three back for questioning, and we’ll know.”

As Lu Chen predicted, it didn’t take long for those three cars to indeed come back, blocking the entrance to the clothing store, and the ones disembarking were the same people who had been spying on them.

Jianxiong leaned by the window, staying alert.

The man who appeared downstairs was slender, with black hair and gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a gentlemanly demeanor.

He slightly raised his head and with a mild manner looked up to the second-floor window, saying, “Hello, allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Li Qian, and we are the guardians of this town.”

Guardians?

Su Mo, standing by the door with her bag, rolled her eyes.

There was no response from upstairs, but Li Qian was not annoyed, maintaining a gentle smile as he said, “I believe the three of you might know a little about what happened at the supermarket.

We just want to understand this.”

Three?

The four people inside exchanged glances.

Lu Chen silently mouthed something to Jianxiong at the window.

Jianxiong cleared his throat, pulled the curtain aside boldly, and called down in a rough voice, “We just got here last night, don’t know anything about any issues.”

“No worries, then let’s extend the hospitality of a homeowner and cordially invite the three of you over,” Li Qian remained polite, already considering the intimidatingly large man as the leader.

Jianxiong turned to glance at Lu Chen, then loudly asked, “To where?”

“A few days ago, we took down a prison; all the living people in this town were taken in by us.

How about you three take a visit?” Li Qian adjusted his glasses, signaling that if they didn’t agree, he’d have to resort to force.

Jianxiong looked back at Lu Chen, saw the man nod, and then said, “Wait.”

Su Mo whispered, “Why do they keep saying three people?

There are clearly four of us.”

“Don’t know,” Lu Chen looked down at her and instructed in a low voice, “Your superpower is special, don’t expose it yet.”

“Hmm,” she was indeed a fake; she only had a cold, cooking plugin system.

The two finished talking and descended the stairs one after the other.

“I’ll carry you down,” Jianxiong said, preparing to pick up Zhao Xiweng, but she pushed him away.

She lowered her head with a somber expression and refused, “I’m much better now, I can walk by myself leaning on the wall.”

Jianxiong scratched his head, looking utterly baffled, “What’s with the temper so early in the morning?”

Zhao Xiweng ignored him, and he could only follow behind her to prevent her from falling.

The first to come out was Lu Chen.

His appearance made Li Qian narrow his eyes slightly, sizing him up.

Lu Chen was quite tall, with broad and strong shoulders, and his gaze met Li Qian’s with endless coldness.

This man was obviously not simple.

Next to him was a petite girl holding a Tang Blade, followed by the people who had just been talking and a woman with a limp.

“Three… four people?” Li Qian pushed up the glasses slipping down his nose, his expression briefly dazed; his mental power churned in his mind, surprised to discover that he couldn’t sense the presence of the girl next to this formidable man.

Li Qian’s gaze involuntarily lingered on Su Mo, and he couldn’t help but ask her, “What is your superpower?”

Before Su Mo could respond, Lu Chen, who had felt the surge of spiritual power, moved Su Mo behind him and emitted a chill as he spoke coldly, “She has no superpower.

Can we go now?”

Realizing his lapse, Li Qian smiled slightly and apologized, “My apologies.”

“Please,” Li Qian opened the car door and made a gesture with gentlemanly grace, “Ladies first.”

Su Mo and Lu Chen got into one car.

Zhao Xiweng stared intently at the back of their car, but ultimately, Jianxiong helped her into the following vehicle.

The driver was a burly man with several scars on his arms and a strong smell of blood about him, looking fierce and hardly like a good person.

In Su Mo’s eyes, the guy named Li Qian also seemed like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“May I ask how the two of you are called?” Li Qian, sitting in the passenger seat, turned back and asked with a smiling, squinting eye, thinking initially that the physically imposing man would be the leader, but now it seemed not.

“Lu Chen.”

“Su Mo.”

Upon hearing the name Lu Chen, Li Qian felt it sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

“We will be arriving soon,” Li Qian said with a smile to the two, his gaze still unconsciously drifting over Su Mo, his mind swirling with thoughts.

Since the apocalypse began, he had never encountered a Level 2 superpower user; those Level 1 superpower users could not escape his Level 1 mental power detection.

This girl was an exception, either she had a higher level, or there was something special about her.

Su Mo felt uneasy under his stare; if possible, she really wanted to draw her blade and slash at him.

The prison was a few miles outside of the town, not far, backed by a mountain, with high iron fences on three sides and electrified coils on top.

At the entrance, two burly men armed with guns stood guard, and both sides were lined with long rows of spikes, with several zombie bodies impaled upon them.

As they neared the entrance,

Li Qian picked up the walkie-talkie from the police car, tuned to a channel, and said, “Open the gate.”

After identity confirmation, the burly men at the gate moved the spikes aside and opened the iron gate, allowing the car to slowly drive in.

Su Mo leaned at the window, astonished by everything she saw.

On either side of the road, one side was a prison farm and the other a recreational area.

In the farm, she could still see people working, while the recreational area had been converted into a training field where people were practicing shooting and combat.

“This is the Peach Blossom Garden we created by hand,” said Li Qian with pride in his voice.