Stock up in space to survive and save civilization in the end of the world

After recovering from her injuries, Lin Qian started a life of studying and raising children.

Ms. Fang Kun, the main person in charge of the special medicine project, is still lying in the hospital, but the research institute has begun to be established.

Unsurprisingly, the person in charge of this mess was Tang Chaotian.

Although he modestly said that he was just a handyman, specializing in servicing researchers, anyone with a discerning eye knew that he was here to enrich his resume and advance his career.

Lin Qian received the notice and when she went to the research institute for identity verification, she happened to encounter Tang Chaotian supervising the work.

She went over to express her gratitude. She now lives in the house very comfortably. From the decoration to the color arrangement of the furniture, everything is in line with her wishes.

Tang Chaotian looked a little depressed after hearing this: "That house was mine before, but Lu Yu was always in charge of decorating it."

"I really can't understand that she spent so much time decorating it and then left right after she didn't stay for a day."

Lin Qian blinked, maybe it had something to do with what she said.

Tang Chaotian couldn't help but continue to complain: "What do you think Lu Yu thinks? Wouldn't it be nice to stay at the base and be comfortable? I didn't stop her from doing business."

"I told people about the shops in the second phase of the project and kept a few of them, but she didn't want a stable life and insisted on running outside."

Lin Qian found it funny after hearing this: "You are not a fish, you know the joy of fish."

"When you met Lu Yu, she was not an ordinary woman. Why do you want her to stay by your side now?"

Tang Chaotian raised his head and sighed: "I was tricked once during the migration. When I came to the base, my father and brother didn't criticize each other harshly, but instead entrusted him with important tasks."

"I just realized that my status is nothing. You have the power in your hands so others won't look down on you. Why doesn't Lu Yu understand? It's better to open a supermarket and restaurant at the base than to run outside."

Lin Qian didn't answer his words, thinking that Tang Chaotian would be spared by inviting Lu Yu to her home on An Qi's first birthday.

When she returned to Mount Laurel from the research institute, she stopped by the supermarket to buy vegetables and meat.

Now that the second phase of the base has been delivered, all the houses underground are equipped with individual bathrooms and open kitchenettes.

Some members of the exploration team combined their points and bought a house to move in directly.

The Annan base has also launched a rental policy, and most of its audiences are people with stable jobs.

Supermarkets have also begun to supply some vegetables, fruits and frozen meat, but the prices are a bit expensive.

The base has a hilltop dedicated to breeding and cultivation, with hydroponics and soil culture being a two-pronged approach.

That is, planting costs are rising and prices are rising.

Lin Qian found that the food served in Mount Laurel Supermarket was no different from before the high temperature started.

I bought a head of lettuce, a stack of 50 wonton wrappers, and 2 pounds of frozen pork for 288 points.

How about going back to make wontons today and try the pork from this world.

Lin Qian felt particularly regretful that the space could not hold living animals, otherwise she would have really wanted to take two of King Dali's breeding pigs back.

After settling the bill, she carried her things to the door of her house and was about to take her fingerprints when her neighbor's door suddenly opened.

Adams pushed Fang Kun out in a wheelchair.

He was actually a neighbor to his future boss.

Fang Kun's voice was as soft as silk: "Comrade Ping Xi, I can't repay you for saving my life. If you can help me in the future, please tell me."

This is a woman of great temperament. Her eyes are deep, as if she can both discern and soothe people's hearts.

Lin Qian shook the bag in her hand, "I bought wonton wrappers and pork, and I want to exchange a pot of wontons for your story."

Fang Kun smiled brightly: "Of course."

After going into the kitchen to chop the meat and season it, Lin Qian took Adams and started making wontons.

Fang Kun's left hand was still wrapped in a plaster, so he could only sit next to him and entertain An Qi.

Lin Qian wrapped the food quickly and asked uncertainly: "You can't eat wontons now, right? Let's drink rice porridge with An Qi later."

Fang Kun lamented: "Hey, what kept me going at that time was to come back and eat something good, so just let me have a bowl!"

Looking at her face, it was clear that her energy and blood were not strong and she needed to continue to nourish her.

Lin Qian stretched out her finger: "No more than 3, you have hurt your digestive tract."

After returning to work on the wontons that Adams had made, Lin Qian cooked them all and brought a full pot to the table.

Then An Qi and Fang Kun were each given a bowl of millet porridge.

Adams sat down with some restraint. After eating a wonton with a spoon, his eyes suddenly lit up and he began to eat hard.

Fang Kun finished the three pieces in the bowl, looked at the wontons in the pot with some envy, and then drank the red dates and millet porridge.

Lin Qian held a spoon in her right hand to feed An Qi, and she also held a spoon in her left hand to eat wontons.

After dinner, Fang Kun asked Adams to play with An Qi next to him.

Her expression relaxed: "I haven't felt this relaxed for a long time."

Lin Qian checked her pulse, boiled astragalus and brown sugar water in a health pot, and started to listen to the story.

"Adams lived next door to me, so I kind of watched him grow up."

Fang Kun recalled that time: "His mother Jennifer was a housewife and could bake delicious cookies. She would give me one every time."

"His father was unfortunately killed in a global car accident. Jennifer and I said we would take Adams to live with his grandparents. We didn't expect to see him again at the institute."

"The specific medicine for heat stroke is a certain component extracted from his blood."

"Adams, he's getting used to the heat."

Lin Qian steadily picked up the health pot, poured a cup of boiled water and sent it over: "Who discovered Adams in the first place?"

Thinking of the chaotic society there, Fang Kun's face was full of disgust: "A doctor discovered that Adams could heal himself from heat stroke, so he told his mentor about it. Adams was forcibly taken to the research institute, and he lived in his home. Everyone is gone.”

"Human life is not valuable over there now. A bag of compressed biscuits can buy a life."

Fang Kun turned to look at Adams who was having a good time, "He has to have several tubes of blood drawn every day in the research institute, so instead of letting him die in the cold research institute, it is better to take him with us and have a great time." Bundle."

Lin Qian chuckled softly: "You played a high-end game and drove the plane back directly."

Fang Kun put down his cup and said in a heartwarming tone: "Many of the research institutions over there rely on private investment, and the largest investor happened to bring several of his children over that day to check on the progress of the project."

"I lit a few fires and took Adams out during the chaos. The plane was the escape route I left for myself many years ago."

Lin Qian admired her courage very much: "You came back successfully after such a long distance."

Fang Kun said with a smile: "Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. I made up my mind to do this because I reconnected with the organization, which gave me several agents lurking in other countries to help me prepare engine oil and supply."

"Only the supply point in Brahma City was shipped in advance, so I made a deal with the boss of the underground street over there using the special medicine. Fortunately, you guys arrived in time."

Speaking of this, Fang Kun was filled with emotion. This was the most colorful moment in her latent career.

Perhaps most people will not know her name and existence, but just like the poem she likes: If you want to serve your country with this life, there is no need to be born in Yumen Pass.

Lin Qian had a drink with her.

"It is better to respect a beauty than a son."