In the last ten years, zombies have besieged the city, resources have been depleted, and hunger has made the survivors crazier than the zombies. Su Wenqiao, however, set up a sizzling barbecue stall on the most dangerous street corner in the safe zone.
Other stall owners sold compressed biscuits, while he baked mutated animal meat - when the sound of sizzling grease made all the superpowers subconsciously drool, they had not yet realized that this mouthful of meat could make the stagnant superpower cores begin to loosen.
It wasn't until the A-level powerhouses fought over the last bunch of honey-glazed grilled wings, and even the S-level corpse king held a piece of crystal core and lined it up at the food outlet, that the whole city came to its senses - please, Boss Su, if we don't open the stall today, the city will really collapse.
