Chapter 407

Delicious food is indeed very rich, the kitchen god produces, naturally needless to say.

Su Yun and their tongues are almost swallowed. The most delicious food they have ever eaten in their life is in front of their eyes. Many of the ingredients are top-notch. They have never heard of them, let alone eaten them.

One by one, like a starving ghost, almost broke his belly.

"I'm so full."

"I believe it now. I really have a kitchen god."

"The local tyrant is the local tyrant, even the private kitchen is the kitchen god level."

"How much did it cost?"

Lu Chuan was used to it, so he ate slowly.

Poetry if rain, this is the second time to eat, still feel so amazing. She knows that she is used to the delicious food here, and I'm afraid she has no interest in any food live broadcast. Compared with the craftsmanship of Kitchen God, the outside is just rubbish.

"Not much, about 50000 or 600000." Lu Chuan coughed and said in a low voice.

"Cough..." Bu Jiayue, they were almost swallowed.

Did you eat 50000 or 600000 for this meal? God If you want them to pay, you can't even afford to sell them.

Lu Chuan clapped his hands and said, "in fact, I'll tell you a secret. My private kitchen is actually a eunuch. When he was young, he was severely injured here. Finally, the doctor had to undergo resection. From then on, his temperament changed greatly, and then he made such achievements in cooking. "

From the female eyes of the kitchen god worship and fanaticism, Lu Chuan immediately is a burst of nonsense.

In particular, Shi Ruoyu is very interested in the kitchen god by her look. This trend must be cut off immediately. Although the kitchen god is a zombie, it will not have any passion, but these little girls can't help it.

"Ah?" Bu Jiayue and their eyes widened again.

Suddenly, just that kind of fanaticism cold cut down.

Bu Jiayue's eyes, however, were put on Lu Chuan's body, revealing a blush of shame: "you, the richest man, tell us what we have done to our girls' house. Are you dirty?"

Lu Chuan laughed.

When they had a good meal and a good drink, they visited the villa again. Naturally, Li Li sent them back.

Of course, Shi Ruoyu stayed, but bu Jiayue did not give Shi Ruoyu a look that everyone understood, which made Shi Ruoyu almost want to find a hole in the ground.

Watching GL8 leave the villa, Lu Chuan is the poem if the rain to copy up.

"Ah! What do you want to do? "

The poem if the rain startles, holds Lu Chuan to death.

"What to do, of course, is to find you to tell a good story about life, talk about ideals, and casually discuss the difference between men and women." Lu Chuan laughs and walks to the second floor with Shi Ruoyu in his arms.

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July 22nd.

After dealing with a few things that the company needs to decide by itself, Lu Chuan gives Zhonghua full authority for the rest.

Zhong Hua is a zombie, under his own control, so everything is left to him. Lu Chuan doesn't have to worry that he will rebel or do something sorry for himself.

In the Zombie's mind, they are the only one, and all of them are around themselves. It is not Lu Chuan's arrogance, but the biochemical factory has implanted this kind of compulsion when they are manufactured.

Since Zhong Hua can't do something sorry for himself, the plenipotentiary himself has nothing to do with it.

Let Lu Chuan manage it. Maybe 50 people, or 500 people, Lu Chuan can be competent. However, with the increasing number of personnel in the company, Luchuan can no longer manage it.

Lu Chuan doesn't have much time to spend here. There is still something to deal with in the end of the world.

After dealing with these matters, Lu Chuan throws away the documents and asks an Tong to deliver them to Zhong Hua. Lu Chuan is in his bedroom, keeping this white zombie wolf by the bedside, and the man has disappeared.

The end of the world.

In fact, Lu Chuan didn't arrive at the end of this period of time, but he still had nothing to do.

The zombies in the biochemical factory are being carried out according to Lu Chuan's instructions. They collect and classify the zombies. Those who protect the factory roam the streets, and the scouts attack everywhere.

For example, for such a long time, zombies have scraped back all the valuable items within eight kilometers, and then classified them into several categories, throwing away some worthless items defined by Lu Chuan as garbage.

Now, around the biochemical factory, there are all kinds of things, like a huge garbage dump.

"Ding, after six days' absence, 47 zombies were lost, of which..."

As soon as he came in, Lu Chuan received the news.

In daily life, there will always be some accidents, such as some senior zombies. They will attack some abnormal zombies. This is the main source of loss, and almost all of them are zombies falling from high places.

In six days, 47 zombies were lost, which was a great loss."Not bad!"

Lu Chuan checked the news and found that the lost zombies were ordinary zombies and some zombie dogs. The cost was very cheap. This kind of loss has not been put in Lu Chuan's eyes.

But

Thinking of his loss in modern times, Lu Chuan felt a burst of pain.

Three thousand hellhounds, twenty tyrants, hundreds of lickers, and swift and furious. Together, it has exceeded one billion yuan, which is not a small loss. Add in the price of the camouflager system, and the loss this time is more than two billion.

The loss of 2 billion yuan must be regarded as a heavy loss.

Fortunately, the only consolation is that this kind of loss is worth it. If there is no loss, the loss of Laomei is no less than that of itself. It can only be said that it is the result of both losses.

Lu Chuan has a look at his account, and there are more than 6 billion left.

"Three thousand hellhounds."

The loss must be made up, otherwise it will affect the next action.

"Lao Mei, I'll take care of you. Wait for me. I'll calculate this account later." Lu Chuan cursed, two billion ah, it can be said that in Syria, xiamin and their hard-earned money, in the end, is nothing.

In terms of the winners, it may be Russia and Syria.

Lu Chuan is in pain. Now he is spending 900 million yuan. After a lot of trouble, the original 13 billion yuan is now only more than 5 billion yuan. It seems that there is a lot of money, but Lu Chuan feels tight.

Three thousand hellhounds can't be made in a short time. Lu Chuan sits in the boss's chair and looks up the information records in the biochemical factory, such as zombie dogs and their reconnaissance results.

After an hour's searching, all of them are nothing new.

"It's strange that this pursuer really exists. The population base of Zhongzhou city is so large that it doesn't evolve. It's unscientific." Lu Chuan frowned.

The scope of zombie dog reconnaissance is only half a city. Some senior zombies have been seen, but no trace of pursuers has been found. How can Lu Chuan not be worried?

If you can't unlock the pursuer, the next product won't unlock and will get stuck.

But the pursuer, like a dream, doesn't exist in this world and can't find it at all. In this way, it is impossible to unlock.

Time has dragged on for a long time. Lu Chuan is afraid that zombies will appear when they are attacked. The zombies of level 5 or even level 6 will appear. How can we stop it with our own strength?

The number of zombies that appeared last time reached an astonishing 30000. Who knows how many zombies will be this time?

Lu Chuan rubbed his head and put it aside temporarily.

"Corpse dragon!"

In his mind, the corpse dragon has already flown down from a tall building in the distance, and then appears on the top of the biochemical factory.

Lu Chuan took the elevator to the fourth floor and then to the top of the building.

Riding on the back of the corpse dragon, in the mind, the corpse dragon and Lu Chuan soared to the sky and flew to the place where the stronghold was located.

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For a week, there seems to be nothing special about the stronghold. Everyone has food and drink. As long as they abide by the order in the stronghold, they are not only safe, but also free.

On the other hand, hunting was cancelled and no one was allowed to leave the stronghold.

As soon as it was discovered, he was killed on the spot.

Lu Chuan's food offensive made him control the whole stronghold. Before that, countless soldiers had been put into Luchuan's hands and led by some loyal doggies. Every day, they were cross patrolling on the wall, and every street was equipped with patrol teams.

After killing more than a dozen people, no one dares to leave the stronghold without permission.

Some escaped by chance, but the next day, the zombies will gnaw the rest of their heads, and then no one knows how to get out of the stronghold. Who dares to try this kind of tragedy?

You should know that Chubin is a dog leg, but hang these gnawed heads up.

Although Lu Chuan is not here, the order is here. There are a group of people who obey Luchuan's orders, so they can let the stronghold run by themselves.

Of course, the premise of all this is that Luchuan can guarantee food.

Riding a corpse dragon, Lu Chuan drove an electric motorcycle to the stronghold.

On the stronghold.

Through the telescope, you can quickly see Lu Chuan driving an electric motorcycle in the national highway.

"It's the boss."

"The boss is back."

The cry of surprise sounded on the wall, and now how many people are counting on Luchuan to eat. The grain left by Luchuan is almost exhausted now. How can they not be in a hurry?

Lu Chuan not only provides food, such as meat can also crack teeth, in this case, everyone will cherish the life in front of them. In this last world, having milk is the mother, not their reality, but the pressure of survival, so that they have to do so.Under the leadership of Chubin, a team of people opened the door which was not easy to repair.

Lu Chuan rushed in with an electric motorcycle.

"Chubin, let me know. Let all the management come to the meeting." Lu Chuan dropped this sentence to Chubin and drove away with his electric motorcycle. He didn't enter the street of his stronghold.

"Yes, boss!" With adoration on his face, Chu bin watched Lu Chuan leave.

You're kidding. Others don't know his boss's power. Chubin knows it. From the beginning, they followed the boss, and then watched the boss step by step to today.

As the first people to follow the boss, they are now also a chicken, is one of the boss's most powerful people. From another point of view, they are one of the two most powerful people in charge of the armed forces.

All of them are based on Lu Chuan. For their present status, they can only follow Lu Chuan's example.

In Chubin's opinion, the boss's arrival this time must have solved these problems. Like in the wolf's nest, every time the boss appears, it will bring them change.

For a long time, Chubin's mind has formed the idea that the boss is omnipotent.

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