A Maybach on a rainy night? Talk to my Levadin!

The members of the Reunion Movement were even more naive than she was.

What are instant noodles?

What is noodles?

What is fast food?

P.S.: I've been adjusting my sleep schedule these past couple of days, so updates have been a little less frequent, only two updates a day. I'll resume three updates a day starting tomorrow! I'm really sorry everyone!

Chapter 88 The Temptation of Instant Noodles.

"How do we eat this?"

Talulah watched as Zhao Zizhan opened the box and took out bags of instant noodles, then stood beside him curiously and asked him questions.

"First, boil a big pot of water, then put in the seasonings, and finally put in the noodles, that's it."

Do you have any big pots here?

"some"

After Talulah nodded, she immediately found a soldier and said, "Get someone to bring a big pot!"

Soon, a large iron pot was brought to the front of the tent, and Talulah casually waved her hand, causing flames to rise from under the pot.

The flames licked the bottom of the pot, and soon bubbles began to rise to the surface of the water.

Zhao Zizhan looked at the large pot and nodded.

The old-fashioned way of cooking instant noodles is to boil them in boiling water; if you put them in cold water, they'll be ruined. Unfortunately, there were too many people on this trip of the Integration Movement, and too few instant noodles. They couldn't get enough eggs on the spot, so they could only cook a large pot of noodles. They couldn't showcase Fang Fei's amazing skills, which is a real pity.

But that's okay, Rhodes Island is an inclusive organization!

Seeing that the water temperature was about right, Zhao Zizhan opened the seasoning packet and squeezed all the seasonings in. The butter packet melted upon contact with the heat, turning the clear water brown along with the seasoning packet, and a rich aroma wafted out of the pot.

The aroma was like some kind of seductive magic, penetrating the body through the nostrils, seeping into the internal organs, causing the taste buds to involuntarily secrete juices, and quenching the hunger in the stomach.

The enticing aroma attracted the attention of many people in the camp, and a number of people gathered from the surrounding area.

"smell good……"

What are they cooking?

"It smells so good! It smells wonderful!"

The cadres of the Integration Movement had little impression of Zhao Zizhan, and if they did, it was mostly out of resistance.

Members of an organization that appeared out of nowhere, offering to help them?

The condition is still to change the existing organizational order of the Integration Movement?

Although this condition sounds reasonable and positive, the outcome is uncertain.

Today he dares to make you change the order, tomorrow he dares to make you change the person, and I don’t even want to think about what he will do the day after tomorrow!

But no one said anything. After all, they were getting the food from them, and any conflicts had to be resolved by getting the meal first.

There's no way around it, I've been poor for so long, please understand.

Wilderness living sometimes requires a few clever, everyday tricks.

Everyone suspected that Zhao Zizhan might use some means to tempt them, but no one expected that the temptation would come so quickly and so fiercely!

The white dough was quickly thrown into the pot. As it softened and spread out under the heat, the aroma of wheat made the flavor of the pot even more layered and enhanced!

MSG and seasonings are things that ordinary infected people will never come into contact with in their lives. They can only eat some coarse mineral salt, and even a small piece of mineral salt is something they have to fight for with their lives.

How could seasonings made through modern industrial processes, along with deep-fried white flour cakes, possibly be the kind of delicious food that these Ursus infected people, who grew up eating sawdust mixed with coarse grains and rye bread, could taste?

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And do you see those flakes floating on the surface of the soup? That's oil!

Oils!

Everyone swallowed hard. What a terrifying method! Is this the scheme of the Rhodes Islanders?

They actually used something so delicious to tempt everyone; this thing could even shake the minds of battle-hardened shield guards!

That wretched Hajizhan...

The crowd that had gathered around was starting to stir, and Zhao Zizhan, seeing this, scratched his head with a troubled expression: "Ah, it seems there's not enough to go around, but I have to go back to the company to report soon, and there's no use keeping the extra food. I'll give it all to you."

As he spoke, Zhao Zizhan asked Surtel to go to the car and bring out a few more boxes of instant noodles.

This was naturally Zhao Zizhan's intention. Taking enough items at the beginning would seem too cunning, but if he only prepared a portion at the beginning and then supplemented it after discovering the situation, it would appear much more natural.

Why would an ordinary person like Zhao Zizhan be so cunning? It's because he spent the last two days studying a book on Machiavellianism, and this time he's putting theory into practice.

Sometimes, being a good person requires more skill than being a bad person.

Two more large pots were set up, and many people who had been attracted by the smell gathered together.

"Now all you need to do is take the noodles out, add some broth, and you can eat them. Of course, you can also soak the bread in the broth; it tastes even better that way."

Zhao Zizhan took two tree branches, fished out a portion from the pot, made a demonstration, and handed it to everyone, while the cadres of the Integration Movement hesitated in place.

"What should we do? Should we eat?"

Who wants to eat first?

Everyone remained wary of Zhao Zizhan, but this stuff was just too tempting, and the other ordinary infected people were already squatting by the pot, ready to grab it.

The cadres exchanged glances and realized that they seemed to have no other choice. Should they stop everyone from eating?

【Qian Xun】/①⑷㈨○㈢柒⑨⒏

“I’ll do it,” Red said, taking the first step.

“No, I’ll do it! As the leader of the Reunion Movement, it should be me,” Talulah said without hesitation.

"As the leader, you can't afford to get hurt. Let me do it!"

"I'm too young, I'll do it!"

Zhao Zizhan looked at the shoving crowd with a puzzled expression. Why was it like they were being forced to drink poison just to eat noodles? Was it really necessary?

In the end, Reid secured the starting position. Under everyone's gaze, he took the branch from Zhao Zizhan's hand, rolled up a noodle, and with a resolute determination to die, closed his eyes and put the noodle into his mouth.

"How about it?"

The crowd asked with concern.

"...I didn't taste it before, let me take another bite."

He said he'd have another bite, but everyone watched as Red slurped down the soup, seemingly unfazed by the heat, until he'd finished it all and finally let out a long, satisfied sigh.

"Give me one too!"

Frostnova sensed the problem and took the initiative: "And the Yeti beside me and my father too!"

"Me too! Me too! And I want a Faust too!"

Don't forget mine!

The regicide was not to be outdone.

Everyone stepped forward, picked up their bowls and jars, and started scooping noodles from the big pot. After one bite, everyone understood why Red had reacted that way earlier.

Frostnova can't handle hot food, so she used Originium Arts to chill the noodles a bit. The cooled noodles had a unique flavor and became exceptionally chewy, a taste she had never experienced before. The broth was incomparably delicious with a stimulating spiciness, perfectly hitting her sweet spot.

As for me, Froststar, I love spicy food the most!

As Zhao Zizhan said, the noodles themselves were secondary to the seasoning of this instant noodle meal.

Industrial seasonings are considered a luxury within the Reunion Movement organization. The entire organization can't produce much of these. A pot of soup with oily aroma, heavy salt, and MSG flavoring, even if soaked in sawdust bread, would be so fragrant that you'd want to gnaw on your fingers.

Soon, people in the camp started adding water to the pots to dilute the noodle soup, hoping that everyone could have a bowl and enjoy a good meal with some bread.

As Talulah looked at the unusually lively atmosphere in the camp, the scales in her heart finally tipped in one direction.

Chapter 89. Devouring.

There may be many opponents to fight, but the reasons for fighting often lead to the same conclusion.

All they want is to live a good life.

What they fought and struggled for was nothing more than ensuring that those infected could have enough to eat and wear, live in the sunlight like human beings, and no longer be despised and hated like maggots.

Regardless of what *** Island's purpose may be, as long as they are human, there is room for maneuver. They fight against the disciplinary forces, against the ice plains, and against the Ursus Empire. As long as they are human, there is a possibility of victory.

It might be difficult, but until she did, she didn't believe she could really kill Koschche.

“Mr. Zizhan, I assure you that during the transaction, the Reunion Movement will strictly discipline its members and there will be absolutely no incidents of deliberate looting or intentional harm to others! We very much hope to establish a cooperative relationship with Rhodes Island.”

Talulah made up her mind quickly.

She might face criticism at the camp afterwards, but she has no regrets.

"Let's have a proper discussion about trade matters."

After enjoying a rare and delicious dinner, Zhao Zizhan faced the Reunion Movement members in the tent, who were still on high alert. Their expressions were even more serious than before, as if Zhao Zizhan's meal had not only failed to win them over, but had instead made them more vigilant.

But is that really the case?

Zhao Zizhan smiled. If he was 30% confident in completing this deal before, he was now 50%.

"Hello, Mr. Zizhan from Rhodes Island. I'm sure you've already discerned the current state of the Reunion Movement from that meal we just had."

Inside the tent, Frostnova raised her question: "Although it is not appropriate to evaluate our organization in this way, we are currently penniless, and I really can't think of any projects that would allow us to trade with you."

"So, let's be frank and make things clearer. Rhodes Island, or rather, Mr. Zizhan, what do you need us to do?"

Talulah nodded apologetically to Chao Zizhan: "Although I am the leader of the Reunion Movement, I must also respect the opinions of everyone within the organization."

"It seems there are still quite a few misunderstandings about us."

Zhao Zizhan sighed softly: "Indeed, based on my observations, the situation of the Integration Movement is simply as bad as it gets."

"All infected individuals are struggling to survive, lacking essential supplies, homeless, unable to produce anything, and in extremely poor health..."

"Right inside this tent, I saw at least four people with severe Oripathy, especially you, Miss Frostnova..."

"And that is precisely the reason Rhodes Island took action."

Looking at the expressions of the people in the room, Zhao Zizhan continued, "As we introduced before, we are a pharmaceutical company that produces Oripathy inhibitors and is dedicated to the treatment of Oripathy. Our mission is to enable Oripathy patients around the world to live normal lives and no longer be tormented by the disease."

"Based on my personal assessment, the situation of the infected within the Reunion Movement in Ursus is an extremely serious humanitarian disaster. Whether as Rhodes Island operators or as human beings, providing necessary humanitarian assistance here is our duty. You need not worry about this."

"So, what is the price?"

"Members of the Reunion Movement participate in work and earn this reward through their labor."

"..."

The cadres of the Integration Movement fell silent.

Are you serious?

Zhao Zizhan, shrugging, said, "Earning your own money through your own labor is perfectly normal, isn't it? We Rhodes Island operators also have to work to earn our wages."

"It probably won't be any serious work," the cadres exchanged glances, thinking to themselves.

What kind of work do we need to do?

Everyone had already mentally prepared all sorts of dirty work: mercenaries, assassinations, and so on...

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"Let me see, currently, the job positions I need are..."

Zhao Zizhan took out a small notebook: "Security Post"

"Rhodes Island is actively building offices throughout Terra, and each office needs combat-ready personnel to protect the equipment and staff. This position is quite short-staffed."

"Secondly, there's the armed escort position. Rhodes Island needs a considerable number of armed escort personnel when transporting classified equipment, traditional Chinese medicine resources, classified intelligence, and experimental components. This position also requires a significant number of people."

"Of course, there are also security posts at mines, ship security posts, and posts for those deployed to acquire carbon resources. If any members of the Reunion Movement have good combat capabilities, they can apply for these positions."

"There are also some medical positions that require members to have a certain level of education and certain medical and nursing skills."

"Of course, there's also the mining industry. Rhodes Island has small mining platforms, and our next destination will be Rembitox, where we'll likely have a lot of work involving ore."

"Finally, there's manufacturing. We currently need to process a type of carbon fiber shell and components, but we lack sufficient manpower. I believe the members of the Reunion Movement should be able to handle this task."