Live Streaming Food Stall… But in Dog-Blooded Novels – CH147

Chapter 147

Wang Tao and Wang Rong each drank five bowls of porridge, their bellies so round and full that they couldn’t take another bite before finally stopping.

Both of them had flushed faces, wearing expressions of utter happiness and satisfaction.

“Did the porridge suit your taste?” Jian Yunlan asked with a smile, already knowing the answer.

The siblings gave a thumbs-up: “More than just ‘suit’—this porridge is absolutely perfect!!! Not just the porridge, but the whole atmosphere…”

They glanced around.

Though separated by only a curtain, this warm little space—from the beckoning cat on the counter, to the crackling charcoal stove, to the glowing lanterns—every detail gave off an incredibly comforting and secure feeling.

The howling snowstorm and lurking dangers outside the curtain seemed like they belonged to another world entirely.

Not to mention the sweet and refreshing pear tea, or the unforgettable mushroom and chicken porridge…

And that wasn’t all. In their pockets, they each carried several large snow pears gifted by the waiter named ‘Niu Tou.’

They had each drunk five bowls of porridge, with each bowl costing only three credits. That meant all of this—right in the heart of the Death Desert—cost a mere thirty credits!

Forget the Death Desert—even in the Eastern Base’s black market, thirty credits would barely buy you a flatbread and a bowl of porridge.

But what was even more shocking—

“Brother, your crystal core… is it also…?” Wang Tao asked cautiously, glancing at Wang Rong.

The unique understanding between siblings meant Wang Rong immediately grasped her meaning without her needing to finish the sentence.

Wang Rong gave an imperceptible nod.

Both of their eyes were filled with astonishment.

Lost in the deliciousness of the hot porridge earlier, they hadn’t noticed. But now, after five bowls each, patting their full bellies, it finally hit them.

—After trekking across the desert all day while suppressing their auras, their energy cores had nearly dried up, unable to muster even a trace of power. Yet as the warmth from those bowls of porridge flowed through their bodies, their energy cores were gradually being restored.

Food capable of repairing energy cores was something they’d only read about in textbooks—this was the first time they’d encountered it in real life.

What kind of mythical porridge shop was this?!

Those thirty credits were beyond worth it!

Not only had they found a safe haven in the desert, complete with hot tea and unbelievably delicious porridge, but they also had a top-tier chef, impeccable service, and a drop-dead gorgeous owner chatting with them.

“But…” Wang Tao’s eyes shifted, landing on the large dog napping beside Jian Yunlan in the corner. A question arose. “Boss, what’s the deal with your dog?”

This tiny mobile porridge stall, true to its name, was simple yet fully equipped—every detail had a purpose.

The only thing Wang Tao and Wang Rong couldn’t figure out was that big dog.

The silver-furred dog was indeed majestic, its coat streaked with striking hints of blue-red, like flickering flames. Its build was larger than an ordinary wolf’s—probably taller than a person if it stood up—and it was pure muscle. But—

From the moment they entered, the dog had been lazily sprawled beside the owner, aloof to the point of not even glancing at the customers.

Generally, dogs kept in shops like this were supposed to be enthusiastic and full of top-tier service attitude, right?

Not long ago, Wang Tao and Wang Rong had even tried reaching out to pet the dog—faced with such a majestic, fluffy creature, no one could resist the urge to give it a good rub.

But the dog had just rolled its eyes at them, turned away arrogantly, and… fallen back asleep.

The siblings were mortified.

Clearly, this dog was not the type to entertain guests.

But that only made them more curious. In the resource-scarce apocalypse, raising a dog like this would cost a lot of food. So why would a porridge stall in the middle of the desert keep a dog?

Jian Yunlan casually explained, “Mao Mao is an employee of Simple Porridge Stall. He’s—”

It had been a long time since he’d last said this line, and now that he was saying it again, it felt oddly nostalgic.

However, before he could finish, a faint rumbling echoed in the distance.

A cold, eerie wind swept through, carrying an unnatural chill.

The three inside the stall instantly fell silent.

Their instincts as mid-level mercenaries kicked in—Wang Rong and Wang Tao instinctively held their breaths, suppressing their presence.

The rumbling was accompanied by tremors in the ground, but it didn’t feel like an ordinary earthquake. Mixed in were low growls and howls, as if from some massive creature, and the metallic scent of blood seemed to drift into their noses…

With their battlefield experience, the siblings immediately realized what was happening.

—Mutants were attacking!

Wang Rong and Wang Tao exchanged glances:

“Judging by this pressure… it’s at least a B-rank mutant, maybe even A-rank? And from the sound, it’s already within a hundred meters!”

Sweat beaded on their palms.

A mutant of this level—even if they had all their weapons and gear, they wouldn’t stand a chance, let alone now when they were unarmed and exhausted!

But…

They both glanced at the porridge stall owner, eyes filled with hope.

If the boss dared to set up shop in the heart of the Death Desert, surely he had some kind of trump card to deal with an attack like this, right?

Sure enough, the next second, Jian Yunlan nodded at them with the calm expression of a reliable adult:

“Don’t worry, esteemed guests. Our stall has contingency measures for emergencies like this.”

Just as Wang Rong and Wang Tao were about to sigh in relief—

They watched as Jian Yunlan patted the silver dog’s head and pointed outside. “Mao Mao, time to work.”

Taotie: “?”

Wang Rong and Wang Tao: “???”

The dog gave a look of sheer annoyance at having its nap disturbed, slowly standing up and shaking its head, as if still half-asleep.

“……”

The siblings’ hearts leaped into their throats—

No way, boss. Your so-called “contingency measure” is sending out a completely ordinary dog to fight a mutant?!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blasted toward them.

The curtain was flung open, revealing the scene outside:

At some point, snow had begun to fall, already piling thickly on the ground. In the icy wasteland stood a massive spider—its eight legs covered in grotesque human faces!

Wang Tao and Wang Rong instantly felt their skin crawl with trypophobia.

—An A-rank mutant, the Face-Eater Spider!

The spider was enormous, as tall as a three-story building. The tiny tricycle stall looked like a mere drop of water in comparison. No wonder other mutants had avoided the area—only this thing was bold enough to try its luck.

Now, the spider leaned in close, its pus-filled yellow-green compound eyes scanning the tiny stall, as if deciding where to take its first bite…

“H-Help…!” Wang Rong and Wang Tao trembled like leaves, clinging to each other, unable to form a coherent sentence.

But in the next instant—

“Mao Mao, GO!!!”

The dog transformed into a silver-white blur, moving so fast it was nearly invisible, shooting out like an arrow!

Still looking half-asleep and utterly unimpressed, the dog lazily yawned: “Daring to disturb this lord’s nap…”

Wang Rong and Wang Tao’s eyes widened.

That giant spider—was the dog seriously charging at it?! It wouldn’t even be enough to fill its teeth gaps!

But three seconds later, they completely abandoned that thought.

If the Face-Eater Spider had inspired terror in them…

Then the sight of the colossal, indescribable beast with golden eyes—its monstrous form blotting out the sky, its gaping maw, and the eerie blue-red flames burning like hellfire—left them utterly… numb.

Too shocked to speak, they could only stare blankly as the scene unfolded before them.

…Watching as the majestic silver dog transformed into a monstrous entity, let out a deafening roar, and—

The massive Face-Eater Spider was swallowed whole in one bite.

Not a single leg remained!

“Chew chew chew.” The ancient beast expressionlessly munched for two seconds before spitting.

The earth trembled under its wrath, the rumbling so deep it seemed to come from the depths of the world, sending rocks and sand flying.

“Disgusting!” the beast roared. “What kind of garbage is this?! Human, you owe me a full-course imperial feast as compensation—”

“……”

Everything happened too fast. By the time it was over, Wang Rong and Wang Tao were still processing what they’d just witnessed.

Wang Rong numbly pinched his own cheek again:

“Ow ow ow—”

Nope. Still not a dream.

The two of them stared blankly outside the curtain.

Not long ago, the overconfident Face-Eater Spider had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Meanwhile, the terrifying creature that had swallowed the spider whole was now lazily sprawled beside the porridge stall owner, leisurely grooming its fur with an unmistakable “stay away” aura…

The young, handsome stall owner simply added another handful of charcoal to the stove, his expression utterly indifferent, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

“B-Big Boss!!!”

Wang Tao and Wang Rong dropped to their knees, trembling as they kowtowed to Jian Yunlan!

Half an hour later.

Fully equipped and with their energy cores restored to peak condition, Wang Rong and Wang Tao lifted the curtain and stepped out of Simple Porridge Stall, unable to resist turning back one last time to confirm:

“Big Boss, are you really okay with giving us this compass? It’s not a problem?”

“It’s fine, take it. Consider it a freebie for enjoying my porridge. Thank you for liking it,” Jian Yunlan said with a smile.

After all, he didn’t need a compass to find his way.

For the time being, Jian Yunlan probably wouldn’t be returning to Eastern Base.

Only then did Wang Rong and Wang Tao cautiously nod.

In their eyes, the entire Simple Porridge Stall tricycle—Jian Yunlan included—was now bathed in a holy glow.

This wasn’t just some roadside stall—it was a lifesaving sanctuary!

“Boss, once we get back to the base, we’ll definitely recommend your place to all our friends and family!”

The siblings thumped their chests in promise.

Unbeknownst to them, stranded outside for so long, “Simple Porridge Stall” had already become legendary within Eastern Base.

Wang Rong and Wang Tao trudged through the snow, their steps uneven, but their spirits completely revitalized.

…A shadowy figure watched them silently from behind a distant dune, observing until they were out of sight.