Things of unknown origin must be the enemy's design!
Fulong immediately tried to snatch the chopsticks from Chu Qianli's hand.
Unexpectedly, Chu Qianli lowered her head and took a bite of the lamb slice.
"So fragrant."
"You!" Fulong was almost angered to death by this little girl.
How could she be so careless?
Chu Qianli didn't want to waste time. She took out the things herself, how could she not know if they were poisoned?
Explaining was useless, it was better to eat it herself to show him.
"It's not poisoned, don't worry, it's really fragrant."
She gently broke free from Fulong's hand, picked up another piece, and said, "You all try it too, it's really fragrant."
The aroma was intoxicating, with a spicy fragrance that stung the nostrils.
It was simply tempting the taste buds!
"It's death either way, why not be a gluttonous ghost?"
Suddenly, someone stood up, walked quickly to Chu Qianli's side, and sat down.
"Little girl, I'll accompany you, we won't go home until we're drunk!"
"There's no wine, I'm afraid we can't get drunk. How about some drinks?"
Chu Qianli grinned, opened a bottle of cola, and handed it to him: "Come on, try it."
No one had ever seen such a bottle, such a thing.
It was dark and looked like it was poisoned.
But the brother only hesitated for a moment before taking the bottle and gulping it down.
Anyway, if they entered Black Wind Ridge tomorrow, they would most likely be dead.
Since it was death either way, what was there to fear about poison? It would be better to die from poison and save the process of constant fear.
"Mmm... cough, cough, cough..."
The brother never expected that the result of gulping it down was not death by poison, but almost choking to death.
"Uh..."
A hiccup suddenly sounded, causing awkwardness: "What... what is this?"
"You don't even know this? It's called cola, it's very delicious."
Chu Qianli held several bottles and gave them to the others: "Try it quickly, he's drunk it, it's not poisoned."
After everyone took the bottles, they all looked at the brother who had tried it first.
The brother hiccuped again, his brow furrowed.
But soon, he smiled: "Delicious!"
"Hurry up and eat! We're being treated to delicious food and drinks, so why not eat if it's free!"
Yes, eat it if it's free.
At worst, eating it meant death, but it was better than being bitten to death by the mutated humans.
"I'll try it too." One of them, named Yazhi, who had spoken to Chu Qianli a few words earlier, was more cheerful.
At this moment, he was the first to pick up his chopsticks, pick up a slice of shabu-shabu lamb, and was about to eat.
Chu Qianli stopped him: "Dip it in this seasoning, and it will be especially fragrant."
She opened several bottles of seasoning, poured them into disposable bowls, and pushed them in front of Yazhi.
Yazhi was half-believing, half-doubting. He dipped a little and ate it with the meat.
The moment he swallowed, his eyes widened: "This... what kind of seasoning... that sauce? It's so fragrant! So fragrant!"
"Sesame paste, homemade shacha sauce, and sesame oil, how is it, fragrant?"
"Fragrant! So fragrant!" Yazhi no longer cared about anyone else. He sat cross-legged and immediately started eating.
The brother who drank cola also hardened his heart, sat down with them, and started eating.
The aroma filled the air.
Soon, everyone else followed.
Even if they were going to die, they would be well-fed ghosts.
What's more, the smell was incredibly fragrant.
In all their years, who had ever smelled such fragrant food?
Finally, even Fulong sat down, picked up the chopsticks Chu Qianli had given him, and tried it.
"Commander Fu, remember to dip in the sauce," Chu Qianli reminded him.
Fulong was also half-believing, half-doubting. He dipped it in the sauce before bringing it to his mouth.
Spicy! So spicy that his tongue felt numb.
But it was indescribably fragrant! So fragrant that it made his appetite surge instantly!
It was truly too fragrant!
"Commander Fu, if it's fragrant, eat quickly. If you don't eat, it'll be gone, look!"
There were more than a dozen people. The lamb rolls, as soon as they were cooked, were immediately divided among everyone.
Those who were slower truly couldn't get any.
As the commander, Fulong naturally had to maintain some composure, but he soon discovered that once they started eating, his brothers went wild.
Who would care who was the commander?
Naturally, no one would save a slice of meat for him!
In the end, even Fulong joined the scramble for meat.
What would happen tomorrow was a matter for tomorrow.
Today, there was meat, and today they wanted to eat their fill.
Bottle after bottle of cola and Sprite was opened. In this small, dilapidated temple, a sense of warmth and harmony gradually grew.
That night, after eating their fill, all the brothers lay in the corners, resting.
Fulong sat alone on the roof of the dilapidated temple, holding a bottle of cola, gazing at the stars.
His mind was full of worries.
Chu Qianli flicked out her silkworm silk, leaped up, and lightly sat beside him.
"Knowing yourself and your enemy, you can win a hundred battles. Can you share the situation of Black Wind Ridge with me now?"
Fulong looked down at her.
To make so many things, food and drinks, was just to gather information?
Although Fulong really couldn't figure out where she got all these things from.
But it must have been prepared by her.
He absolutely did not believe her claim of finding them.
"Don't look at me like that. Although half of my reason was to build good relationships with everyone and gather information."
Chu Qianli spread her hands, her expression sincere: "But, morale cannot be absent. Didn't you see that after everyone ate and drank, their mood at least improved a lot?"
Fulong did not deny this point.
This girl really had a knack for creating a good atmosphere.
However...
He took a sip of cola, looked up at the sky, and said, "No matter how good the atmosphere is, it's useless. Tomorrow, once we enter Black Wind Ridge, everyone will be the same."
Fear, despair, and finally, death.
Chu Qianli put away the smile at the corner of her lips and looked at the sky with him.
"I actually don't know much about the situation in Black Wind Ridge and Black Wind Cliff. I only heard Yazhi mention it briefly, that no one who entered ever returned alive."
"Yes."
Fulong's fingers gripping the cola bottle tightened unconsciously.
"My elder brother also died in Black Wind Ridge."
Chu Qianli turned her head to look at him, remaining silent.
Perhaps it had been too long since they had spoken, but Fulong suddenly felt an urge to speak.
He said, "Black Wind Ridge is guarded by mutated human death warriors. They are like wolves, everywhere."
"At first, batch after batch of warriors were sent to gather information, and news of their deaths was returned batch after batch."
"Later, the imperial court sent a large army. That was the most tragic battle, and my elder brother was in that battle."
"Tens of thousands of elite soldiers entered Black Wind Ridge, and in the end, only my elder brother managed to come out with a single breath left."
"He only had time to tell the brothers waiting outside some information before he died of poisoning shortly after coming out."
Fulong's large palm tightened again.
Chu Qianli immediately snatched the bottle of cola from his hand.
"Stop squeezing, it'll explode."
She patted his hand: "It's okay, we will be the luckiest batch, believe me!"
Before Fulong could say anything, a sudden shout erupted from the dilapidated temple below...