Global Livestream 17

The cafeteria was deathly quiet. Ye Zhao didn't run into a single person, and even the bodies on the floor had disappeared. All that remained were scraps of torn clothing. The cafeteria kitchen had been completely looted; every sealed bag of food was gone. The floor was covered in grease and rotting leaves, while a dense layer of white mycelium, writhing like maggots, had begun to spread quickly into every nook and cranny.

Ye Zhao had originally wanted to find some fresh greens to balance out her diet, but the sight of the mycelium had killed her appetite. She was afraid that if she accidentally ate any, she'd end up joining the Mycelium Monsters.

In the end, she could only boil a pot of water and cook three boxes of self-heating vegetable hot pot, one cup of instant noodles, and one box of hot-and-sour rice noodles.

As night fell, heavy darkness swallowed the entire cafeteria. Ye Zhao took the only two flashlights out of her backpack and propped them on the table. Their faint white beams were the only decoration in the darkness...

Not far away, several bloodstained people hid in a corner, secretly watching everything that happened in the cafeteria. They had even opened Ye Zhao's livestream, giving them a clearer view of her wielding chopsticks and heartily devouring the food from all five containers.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. That woman really isn't afraid of dying. She's still in the mood to eat at a time like this!"

"What's so good about human food? It doesn't even have any energy. Human flesh tastes better."

"What would you know?" the male Mutant beside him said. "She's definitely not eating because she's hungry. She's doing it on purpose. It's a trap, meant to catch us off guard when we attack and then