Ji Xiaosong handed out dinner to everyone. Although they all had supplies stockpiled in their vehicles—a precaution in case of an accident or if someone got separated—the meals Ji Xiaosong produced from her dimensional space had been prepared ahead of time at the base's cafeteria. They were still steaming hot when she brought them out, the temperature perfect.
With a hot, ready-made meal right in front of them, who would want to go to the trouble of cooking for themselves?
Everyone accepted the food with looks of pure satisfaction, eagerly digging in.
Ji Xiaosong and Gu Lin returned to their RV. They were sitting at the table eating when Gu Lin suddenly heard the snarling of zombies.
"Xiaosong, there might be zombies nearby. We'll need to be on our guard."
"Don't worry, I know where they are. We'll deal with them after we've eaten and gotten a night's rest."
