Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 347: roast chicken

Chapter 347: roast chicken

After they delivered the Mutant Chicken, they bought some stuff at the supermarket before they left.

No one knew how they caught this Mutant Chicken, but it didn’t have a single wound on its body and was still very lively.

Though it was tied up, its eyes orbited restlessly, showing its eagerness to move.

"Hey, where did this chicken come from?" Lin Murong’s eyes lit up at the sight of it.

"It was a thank-you gift from Xu Zhaixiao and the others." Su Yinhe passed the tied-up Mutant Chicken over.

As soon as Lin Murong received the chicken, he immediately untied the ropes.

The moment the ropes were off the Mutant Chicken, it tried to run away. But in the hands of foodie Lin Murong, there was no chance of escaping.

The Mutant Chicken could only flap its wings in the air, completely unable to run.

Lin Murong, holding down the Mutant Chicken, was very excited.

"This Mutant Chicken is so plump, can we eat it?" he asked Su Yinhe.

"Eat it, of course, you can eat it. If you want to eat, just eat."

"It’s a thank-you gift someone gave you, so I had to ask."

"Eat, eat, eat. As if I’d starve you. But you’re responsible for cooking. I can only eat," Su Yinhe replied. She was certainly good at eating but lazy too.

"Alright, alright, I’ll cook. I’m fully on board when it comes to food," Lin Murong said with great enthusiasm.

"So Galaxy, what do you want to eat?"

"I... up to you. You’re the chef, you cook. I’m not picky." Those who only eat without cooking have no right to be picky.

"How about I make roast chicken? Do you eat roast chicken, Galaxy?"

"You know how to make roast chicken too? Eat, definitely eat. If you cook, I’ll eat." Su Yinhe didn’t expect Lin Murong to know how to make roast chicken, and she became somewhat excited.

"Of course, I’m pretty good, you know," Lin Murong said, puffing out his chest proudly, but his pride lasted less than a second, as the Mutant Chicken tried to take off again in the next second.

He was still feeling proud when he suddenly became a bit flustered.

However, the Mutant Chicken was, after all, just an ingredient, and Lin Murong was very skilled at handling ingredients.

Once he got a firm grip, he took the overly frisky Mutant Chicken upstairs.

Su Yinhe watched his back and felt a little excited.

Roast chicken, she hadn’t eaten it in a long while.

She was looking forward to it.

Still, making roast chicken took time, so she decided to snack on something to fill her stomach for now.

Su Yinhe was genuinely looking forward to Lin Murong’s roast chicken, and after waiting a whole day, he finally finished it.

"Come on, come on, the roast chicken is ready." The Mutant Chicken was quite large, so the resulting roast chicken was impressively sized too.

"It’s huge."

"No worries, we can finish it," Lin Murong confidently asserted.

"Mm-hmm, I believe you," Su Yinhe nodded. With Lin Murong around, nothing was too much to finish.

She never doubted Lin Murong’s capabilities.

"Really, I think it’s not enough, so I went ahead and cooked a few more with the chickens we got from the supermarket," said Lin Murong with an embarrassed smile, before bringing out the rest.

Su Yinhe: "..."

"Alright, alright, we get it, you can eat." Boy, he had raided her supermarket supply of chickens.

"It’s just so-so, I’m not that much of an eater," Lin Murong replied with a shy smile.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Alright, alright, no need to be modest at times like this.

After joking around for a while, Lin Murong got to work and broke down the roast chicken.

Yes, that very one, the roast chicken made from the Mutant Chicken.

As soon as he split it open, the tantalizing aroma wafted out.

Su Yinhe wasn’t that hungry having snacked earlier, but the smell made her hungry all over again.

Lin Murong put on his gloves and tore off a chicken leg for her.

"Here you go, don’t be shy."

"Alright, I won’t stand on ceremony," Su Yinhe nodded.

The flavor was truly tempting.

After tearing off a leg for Su Yinhe, Lin Murong ripped off another one, waved it teasingly in front of Chi Yan, pretended to offer it to him, but then pulled it back halfway and took a big bite himself.

"Heh, heh heh, not giving it to you."

Chi Yan: "..."

Childish.

Lin Murong was really too childish.

Chi Yan didn’t even feel like commenting on it.

The Mutant Chicken roast chicken was huge; even missing two legs, it was still big.

Chi Yan didn’t get to eat the chicken legs, so he ate other parts.

He tore off a chicken wing and leisurely ate it.

But Su Yinhe, seeing him like this, felt pity for him and shared her own chicken leg with him.

Chi Yan, upon seeing the chicken leg presented to him, was taken aback.

"Quick, have a bite. No more than that... But if you really want to, I can give you two bites. Still not enough? Three bites then. Any more than that is too much." She really liked the roast chicken; it was delicious.

She was a bit reluctant to share the chicken leg with Chi Yan.

"Okay." Chi Yan didn’t refuse and opened his mouth to take a small bite.

One bite, two bites, three bites.

He ate while observing Su Yinhe.

For some reason, Su Yinhe’s cheeks were getting hot.

Meanwhile, Lin Murong, engrossed in eating his chicken leg, was: "..."

Lin Murong looked at the chicken leg, then at them.

The deliciously large chicken leg suddenly lost its appeal.

Damn it.

Were they flaunting their affection with his roast chicken right in front of his face, without a thought for his feelings?

Were these two even human?

As Lin Murong watched on helplessly, he turned his grief and indignation into an appetite, and he ate and ate.

He ate and ate.

Lin Murong channeled his sorrow into a gluttonous frenzy and devoured lots of chickens.

Then, he overate.

Considering Lin Murong’s appetite, to have overeaten meant he really must have eaten a lot.

"Oof, I’m so stuffed, heh heh heh..." But he had eaten more than both of them combined.

Let them flaunt their love; let them.

They only had one chicken leg.

Hmph, not like him; he ate so many of them.

Just that, really, he was a bit too full.

That night, Lin Murong, feeling overly full, ended up knocking on Chi Yan’s door at midnight.

"Brother Chi, have you got any digestive tablets?" Lin Murong asked sheepishly.

"You can overeat, huh." Chi Yan took out digestive tablets but didn’t give them to him right away.

"I’m human; of course, I can overeat," Lin Murong said, touching his head, feeling a bit guilty.

Chi Yan shouldn’t still be holding on to that incident with the strawberry ice cream, should he?

"Then eat less next time. Eating everything is only going to harm you," Chi Yan scoffed coldly and handed over the digestive tablets.

"Hey, that chicken was a special gesture; how could I waste it?" Once Lin Murong got the digestive tablets, he perked up right away.

"Are you sure you only ate that one chicken? With your appetite, one chicken shouldn’t have made you overeat," Chi Yan hadn’t forgotten the chickens Lin Murong ate afterward.

"Cough cough cough, don’t expose me, okay? I couldn’t help it; it was too delicious," Lin Murong said, rubbing his stomach. He ate when he wanted to since overeating wouldn’t kill him.

If he actually died from it, that wouldn’t be too bad.

It would be quite a blissful way to go.

Chi Yan: "..."

Chi Yan couldn’t be bothered to argue with him anymore and shut the door with a snap.

"Hey, why are you in such a bad mood? I don’t even know what Galaxy sees in you."