Suppressing the stirring emotion in her heart, Xu Lin put down the items and naturally pulled a chair next to Su Ling to sit down.
Then, he picked up a bottle of strawberry milk with a pink and tender packaging, opened it, and drank it like Su Ling.
Over there, the chubby and the skinny had already brought over the cooked instant noodles.
"Here." The chubby sat down and placed one portion in front of Su Ling. "Finish eating and clean up, then we'll go kill zombies."
Su Ling finished a bottle of milk, said nothing, and picked up her chopsticks to eat.
She ate quickly, but not rudely.
By the time Su Ling finished her bowl of noodles and put down her chopsticks, the chubby and the skinny had eaten less than half.
Xu Lin was a little faster, but there was still a substantial amount left in his bowl.
Su Ling's fast eating was a habit developed from living in the apocalypse in her previous life.
For five years in the apocalypse, resources were what survivors thought about every day before sleeping and after waking up.
Their daily routine was to search for any news about resources, and once they had definite information, they would head to the target location to find them. When on missions, time was money, and eating on the go was a basic operation in the apocalypse. Eating was no longer about enjoyment, but solely about filling one's stomach.
Su Ling was a person with clear goals and strong initiative, never wasting time and energy on unnecessary matters.
For her, things that wasted time and energy included filling her stomach.
So, she always did things as quickly as possible.
However, although she ate quickly, she was not rude; she had her own distinctive style.
How to put it?
She felt cold and distant to people, and she ate with a cold expression, which was quite cute.
Of course, this was others' perception, not Su Ling's own.
Su Ling, having filled her stomach, leaned back lazily in her chair. "I'll wash the bowls. The three of you go downstairs yourselves and clear out the zombies starting from the top floor. I'll join you after I'm done washing the dishes. Be careful."
After speaking, Su Ling said no more, merely basking in the sun and waiting for the three to finish eating.
The sun, just right at this moment, would soon become a distant memory.
After the first heavy rain of the apocalypse, it would be followed by continuous, scorching heat.
The high temperatures and intense sun were merely the first step in the apocalyptic crisis for survivors struggling to survive.
When Xu Lin and the other two finished their breakfast, they left according to the route Su Ling had assigned.
Su Ling, on the other hand, stayed on the rooftop to wash the dishes.
In the apocalypse, teamwork, trust, and tacit understanding were indispensable.
Those who refused to cooperate would inevitably become a cancer that dragged down the entire team.
The three obeyed Su Ling's instructions without protest.
Besides, they were indeed not as capable as Su Ling and truly needed to kill zombies to improve their physical fitness and survival skills.
Su Ling did everything quickly, and she finished washing the four sets of bowls and chopsticks in no time.
After wiping her hands clean with a towel, she walked to the wall of the rooftop and looked down.
Below the rooftop, within her line of sight, zombies were wandering everywhere.
Even the route she had cleared of zombies when she arrived was already overrun by the wandering undead.
The entire city appeared tranquil and harmonious, yet it exuded an unknown danger lurking in wait.
She glanced at her wrist to check the time; another day closer to Sister Na and Han Han's arrival.
After confirming there were no abnormalities, Su Ling turned to leave the rooftop, preparing to rendezvous with Xu Lin and the other two.
As she left, she did not forget to lock the rooftop door.
Clutching the stair railing, Su Ling leaped down to the next floor, glanced at the safety door, and pushed it open to enter.
As soon as she stepped inside, she heard the wailing voice of the chubby:
"Ah, Skinny, help me quickly!"