Trapped in the Artist's Nightmare Chapter 111

On the rectangular dining table, there was a pot of steaming and fragrant white rice bean porridge. Nathan Ke was standing beside the table, skillfully stirring a small bowl of mixed beans in his hand with a pair of chopsticks. The sour taste of aged vinegar and the aroma of boiled beans blended together, like a warm breeze after a midsummer rain, instantly awakening everyone's taste buds.

"Let's eat first." Nathan Ke raised his head and met Adrian Mu's calm and clear gaze, and gave him a warm smile.

Good food is a good medicine to adjust your mood. Perhaps it is because the color, aroma and taste of food can make people feel the freshness and warmth of life. After a full meal, hope finally prevails in the battle with despair.

"Well, let's discuss the issue of getting numbers now." Xu Zhen's originally hesitant tone became much softer now. He sat on a chair in the cafeteria and looked at everyone.

Everyone fell silent. This was a sensitive topic. No one wanted to die. Everyone wanted to choose a laboratory with a higher chance of survival. This was a matter of life and death, and no one wanted to give in.