End of World Businessman

Author: He Feng Yang

Translator: HeXie

Editor: Larkspur

Chapter 38.1: Cooperation [1]

Low-level Protective Clothing: Can resist 1 Level-4 zombie attack, 50 Level-3 zombie attacks, 500 Level-2 zombie attacks, 5000 Level-1 zombie attacks. The impact resistance was equivalent to ten times that of ordinary body armor. However, after each attack, the protective effect would gradually wear down until it reached zero.

Moreover, the system knew that its stupid host wouldn’t understand the original explanation of the low-level protective clothing. Therefore, it decisively adjusted the description to the one above before giving it to Wu Ye.

The protective clothing was as thin as cicada wings, completely transparent like water. It almost felt like natural skin with the exception of its temperature and softness. It was just slightly warmer and rougher. It was a long-sleeved, one-piece with a turtleneck that could wrap the entire neck. And with regards to flexibility, the protective suit was unexpectedly good. The wearer had freedom of movement and since it was light, it offered high dexterity.

So, Wu Ye, who had originally complained to the system that the reward was too small, could only shut his mouth. He then obediently tried the protective clothing.

The other good point of this protective clothing was that it tightly adhered to the skin, almost like it was one with the body, such that a naked eye would surely miss. Even though Wu Ye repeatedly touched the skin and protective clothing’s hem on the wrist, he could hardly feel any difference.

Even better, after wearing the protective clothing, he only needed to rub it repeatedly, and it would automatically leave pores to allow the body hair to stretch out, and then shrink just like real skin.

Of course, after putting on the protective clothing, it wasn’t like you would be unable to find its weak point at all. For example, although its elasticity was excellent, there was no difference in design for men and women thus, the part above the waist and the lower leg was the flaw of the protective clothing.

Naturally, you could choose to cover it using part of the clothes, aka the underwear. However, Wu Ye didn’t like that at all because that would make him feel insecure as if he was bare and not wearing any pants. Other than that, the elasticity and breathability of the were quite good. He wore it without any strange feeling, just like the new dress of the emperor in fairy tales.

"Ah Ye, the dumplings are almost ready." Qin Wuhua's voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, be right there!" Wu Ye said in cheerful mode. Then, pressing on a small hidden bulge on his abdomen, and the protective clothing automatically slid off him like water. He got dressed and went out, and a small pot of dumplings greeted him on the table.

"How did you make this dipping sauce, so fragrant!" The finely chopped chili peppers were added with vinegar. The sour and spicy taste was just right. The base was sesame oil but there were probably some other things too.

There were two kinds of dumplings, beef and celery, and pork and cabbage. The meat was tender, cooked just about right, the celery crisp and fragrant, cabbage crunchy and refreshing... bundled up in a thin wrap. Sitting next to the dipping sauce, they looked especially inviting. And when he put one into his mouth, he came to a conclusion: Never had he had such delicious dumplings.

When Qin Wuhua saw that his eyes were narrowed with satisfaction, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise into a gentle arc. "This is an heirloom recipe of my grandfather's family. If you think it’s delicious, I can make it for you whenever you want."

The Second Young Master Wu's mouth was full as he said, "Wuhua, you are so virtuous, if a woman marries you in the future, she will surely die from happiness. A good man like you can get any woman for himself. If you ever like anyone, no matter who it is, don’t hesitate to tell me, I’ll support you.”

Wu Ye suddenly thought about his own relationship with Lian Yu. To be honest, Wu Ye did not really think too much about Lian Yu, nor did he feel like he wanted to die because of a broken heart. So, he now wondered what was wrong with him. Because even after hearing the truth with his own ears, his feelings leaned more to numbness than heartache from having his heart trampled.

I wonder if I really loved Lian Yu.

But in fact, because of this incident, his subconscious mind has produced an idea that women were unreliable and not to be trusted.

Qin Wuhua suddenly felt that the dumplings had lost their taste. He said with a cold voice, "No need."

"So what do you want to do, stay a bachelor all your life?"

"That's not it either."

Sooner or later, I will get you. One day.

Qin Wuhua placed two beef dumplings that he liked to eat on Wu Ye’s plate. "I don't know when this disaster will end. Can I even live until the end of the world? I don't know, thinking about things like these seems so far away"

"Absolutely." This topic was too heavy so Wu Ye tried to change the topic and asked, "You can make so many noodle dishes from heirloom recipes. What was your family into before?"

Qin Wuhua's eyes flashed with a bit of nostalgia.

"My dad was a soldier like me. My mother stayed in our hometown to take care of me. After my grandfather died, she took over my grandfather's noodle shop. I learned these skills from her as a child. Later, there was an accident at home, my parents, grandma, and grandpa all died. I was the only one left in the family. My dad’s old comrade took pity on me and cared for me for a while. Then, when I turned 16, I was sent to the army. At that time, I always made dumplings, so my craftsmanship has not fallen."