The Chef Rules the Last Days
Chapter 515 - 513: Facing

Chapter 515: Chapter 513: Facing

Zhao Li lifted his head, looking in the direction of the voice. His first reaction was disdain, but the message that reached his ears thrilled him, and he hurried over to lean on the table, "Accept! Accept! When do we set off?"

"The day after tomorrow morning, you’ll go with the 6-person team led by Lonely Wolf. They are the only ones with no requirements for team members,"

"Give it to me! I’ll fill out the form! I’m taking it!"

Zhao Li clumsily filled out the form, took the task order, and grinned broadly, "Heaven itself is helping me."

Only after he took the paper and walked away did the woman behind the desk sneer. She had omitted a small detail, that team had already picked him out specifically, and its members were all hardcore, only liking men.

But, as for taking Crystal Stones as payment, it was fine to feign ignorance.

Su Mo took advantage of the extra day she had, spending the entire day brewing tea in her bedroom.

These kinds of probability issues were really low.

She only managed to brew one type, and it was tea without any lethality.

[Name]: Jingting Green Snow Tea (Collected)

[Used Materials]: Green tea

[Skill Level]: 50%

[Flavor Score]: 5 (10 is full mark, higher score means more bonus points)

[Status Bonus]: For ten minutes, can only speak heartfelt words, usable once every 24 hours.

This feature could neither be dismissed as useless nor considered particularly useful.

However... Su Mo thought of Zhao Li, who was going to join them tomorrow, and she unconsciously curved up a mischievous smile. After all, it wasn’t her doing the misdeed. If he sincerely apologized to Zhao Changsheng and stopped harassing him, then she was willing to let him off. The punishment she’d previously given should be enough to prevent him from causing trouble for women anywhere.

With that in mind, she filled up a whole bottle of tea and prepared some other items as well, throwing them all into her System Bag.

The rest, which were tasteless waste teas, Su Mo only kept a few with relatively good taste, which had been very expensive before, and let Jianxiong come up to throw the rest away.

If someone wanted them, they were gifted; if not, they were discarded.

Seeing boxes of tea leaves being moved out of the hotel, it didn’t take long for praises of Su Mo’s true kindness and generosity to spread through the refugee camp. Look at how generous she was, offering Crystal Stones in exchange for collecting tea leaves.

Unwittingly receiving numerous accolades as a good person, Su Mo was used to it.

Getting up early, she made a special breakfast in the hotel for Li Qian and Zhao Changsheng.

She cooked a few pancakes, several bowls of meat porridge, and some golden fried pork balls.

Zhao Changsheng was still oblivious to what Su Mo and Li Qian had planned, feeling cheerful only about the prospect of going on a mission with the two of them.

"Just the three of us?", he asked while sipping on his porridge.

Su Mo smiled, "No, there’s also another team joining us."

Li Qian had borrowed an armored vehicle from Rong Bai, and when the three drove to the door, they did not stop for long before directly leaving the refugee camp.

Not long after, an extended modification vehicle also came out.

Zhao Li was squeezed between two burly, tall and sturdy men, pungent sweat odors of not bathing for a while lingering at his nose, repugnant enough to turn his face the color of liver.

Plus, with those occasional looks that those men gave him, rife with ill intentions, even if he wanted to exude the dignity of a superpower user, Zhao Li felt completely powerless.

Having not gone out on a task for a long time, Zhao Changsheng sat in the passenger seat, rolled down the car window, and saw the car following them in the rearview mirror, "Is that the one joining us for the task?"

Su Mo nodded, casually adding, "Zhao Li is also in that car."

The radiant smile on Zhao Changsheng’s face froze, and her body tensed, "Why bring him along?"

"To settle issues," Su Mo said with a smile, but seriously added, "Zhao Changsheng, I want you to be happy, so, should I kill them for you?"

For a moment, Zhao Changsheng couldn’t tell if Su Mo was being serious or not. She instinctively looked at Li Qian, who was driving, and spoke with quivering lips, "You know too?"

Li Qian glanced at her, puzzled, "What?"

Zhao Changsheng fell silent, the air pressure around her growing heavy.

The smile on Su Mo’s face faded slightly as she leaned closer to Zhao Changsheng’s ear, whispering, "I have ’Truth-Telling Tea’ here. If you believe Zhao Li is innocent and he truly acknowledges you as his sister, then this little knot in your heart will be untied."

"He’s right under our noses. Are you willing to face it?"

Are you willing to confront the shadows of the past and accept that you suddenly have a brother in his twenties?

Zhao Changsheng’s hands tensed and relaxed, relaxed and tensed again, her gaze becoming resolute, "Of course I am willing. I’m no coward."

Su Mo settled back into her seat and shared a knowing smile with Li Qian in the rearview mirror.

He was pretending pretty well just now.

The car drove on, encountering very few zombies, but there were many zombie bodies.

The tea factory wasn’t far, just two hours away by car, located at the foot of a tea mountain. It occupied a modest area, with a small building next-door dedicated to shipping and selling.

The terraced tea fields had withered to a yellow brown, and even in the spring season, not a single green leaf had sprouted. The large patches of black soil were particularly striking.

Li Qian stopped the car at the entrance of the small building. His spiritual power swept through it like a radar, and he said, "There are just a few scattered zombies. Has someone been here to clean up?"

Su Mo nodded, "I got this address from someone else. It’s normal for them to have cleaned it up."

The reason they brought another couple along was not for the wine, so to speak.

"Then I won’t go. I’ll stay here and watch the car," said Li Qian, leaning back in his seat with a languid tone.

He truly wasn’t suited to be involved in what was coming next. If Zhao Li said something out of line, Zhao Changsheng would probably be greatly distressed. Su Mo could tell; she clearly liked that sly, big-tailed wolf too.

Zhao Li, who was almost suffocated, got out of the car and took a deep breath, but the air got stuck in his throat when he saw Zhao Changsheng and almost did not come out completely.

Seeing Su Mo beside her, who was half a head shorter, he was even more afraid and blurted out in dismay, "Why are we following those two women?"

"It’s a joint task, what are you so nervous about? Let’s go," the burly man beside him nudged him forward, pushing him to face Zhao Changsheng.

When their eyes met, Zhao Li blurted out, "You’re the bitch who did this to Dad!?"

An icy coldness swiftly overtook Zhao Changsheng’s features, and rage instantly ignited her heart. She stretched out a long leg and kicked Zhao Li in the stomach, "After all these years, that woman never taught you to respect women?"

Accompanied by Zhao Li’s cry of pain, Zhao Changsheng said with heavy sarcasm, "Indeed, she’s not the teaching type."

Zhao Li curled up in pain, his scalp going numb and sweat pouring down his face.

Su Mo glanced at the people inside the car and said, "Let’s go. Let’s talk as we walk. We have a task at hand."