Travel through the apocalypse and save people under the heroine's hands

This reason made Li Binyi completely unable to find a replacement plan. After all, he could also see that although the baby was not afraid of people, it only stuck to Mo Yuming.

"You can go without worry, I'm here at the base." Fu Bohuan said seriously.

"Okay, leave it to us, we will definitely catch those mutant animals." Seeing that the situation could not be changed and Fu Bohuan and the zombie could restrain each other, Ling Xuan had no choice but to agree.

Livestock are also a scarce resource in the end times, and this trip is also for the overall consideration of the base.

"Thank you for your hard work, but be careful. If it's too dangerous, just forget it." Mo Yu knew that they were powerful, but he still couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Bai Ziqiu hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now he always felt that the way these people got along with the base leader seemed a little strange. However, even if there was anything, it had nothing to do with him.

Since Bai Ziqiu and his group did not have suitable clothes, Mo Yuming lent some to them.

Bai Ziqin looked at Ling Xuan with gratitude.

She originally wanted to look at Mo Yuming, but Ling Xuan suddenly flashed over and blocked her view.

Having a gay brother at home, Bai Ziqin instantly understood the dissatisfaction in Ling Xuan's eyes and had no choice but to say words of thanks to the empty place.

Mo Yuming said not to worry, after all, they were in good condition, so they would have more energy to deal with the mutant animals.

However, since they were going to capture the livestock from the farm, they had to set aside a place in the base for these livestock to live.

Mo Yuming finally decided to arrange the breeding area at the research institute. In the morning, the livestock can be released to play in the flower beds or ponds, and then they can be locked up in the vacant buildings of the research institute at night.

Of course, the final situation will depend on the abilities of those livestock. After all, they are mutant animals, and it is possible that the outer walls of the research institute alone cannot hold them.

The two teams began to make preparations, and the students helped to organize the necessary supplies. Now they are very skilled in this work.

The next morning, the two teams set out.

Mo Yuming was not idle either. There were still many resources within the E city outside the base. At that time, they had no time to move in because they were building the base wall. Now that there was nothing else to do, it was a good opportunity to move the useful things into the base.

First, Mo Yuming took the three siblings of the Huo family to all the supermarkets and convenience stores, brought back food and various sundries, piled them at the entrance of the base, and then the students moved them to the office building of the institute.

Zou Yaxi planned areas inside the building and sorted these things out.

Then, Mo Yuming went to various markets in City E. Although there was no fresh meat and vegetables there, he could collect a lot of seasonings, as well as pots and pans.

Fortunately, there are several shops selling dried seafood, which have a lot of sea cucumbers, scallops, dried squid, starfish, etc. These can still be eaten after being soaked and softened, and they taste good.

There were also shops selling New Year's candies, peanuts, dried fruits, etc. Mo Yuming smelled the food and it didn't seem to have gone bad.

For safety reasons, he also asked Fu Bohuan to come and test whether there was any poison, and then move the non-toxic food back to the base.

Mo Yuming even picked up some of the ugly clothes in the market.

After the market was tidied up, it was already evening.

However, Mo Yuming planned to spend more time at night to continue collecting.

This time he visited a hardware store and took back practical items such as wrenches, coils, and light bulbs.

Seeing that it was getting late, Mo Yuming finally passed by a clothing store and took away some summer clothes.

Mo Yuming naturally didn't have the strength to move so many things, but he had the help of the three siblings of the Huo family. Almost every time he set his eyes on a shop, Huo Siyu would immediately step forward and roll up the things inside with a gust of wind. Huo Siqi (A Chang) and Huo Siyue (short hair) could only pick up what their brother had not had time to roll away.

When Mo Yuming returned to the base, Teacher Wang came to greet him holding Doraemon.

"Mr. Mo, Doraemon doesn't want to drink milk when you are not around." Teacher Wang sighed.

Mo Yuming felt so magical. He and Doraemon had only known each other for a few days, so why was Doraemon so attached to him?

"Daaaaaaaah!" Doraemon's body was surging wildly, as if it wanted to get into Mo Yuming's arms immediately.

Mo Yuming took Doraemon and went into the room helplessly to prepare milk powder for him.

Huo Siyu looked at the baby curiously.

He had taken care of his sister before, but when his sister was this young, her mother was still there to take care of her, so he wasn't very good at dealing with this kind of thing that happened over a few months.

"Ahhh!" Doraemon blinked and suddenly shook the bell on his wrist at Huo Siyu.

That’s right, the bell had existed from the beginning, but no one paid much attention to it, thinking it was something given by Doraemon’s family.

"Ding-ling." A small bell rang, and Huo Siyu suddenly felt that the crystal core in his brain seemed to have produced some kind of resonance.

When he came to his senses, the baby was already sitting on the kang, playing with his feet out of boredom. The strange feeling just now seemed to be just an illusion.

But Huo Siyu had never experienced this unknown feeling since he became a zombie, so he curiously held the baby's hand and used his index finger to shake the bell on the baby's hand.

But no matter how Huo Siyu shook the baby, the bell on the baby's hand didn't make any sound.

"Mr. Huo, what's wrong?" Mo Yuming had already prepared the milk powder.

Huo Siyu told Mo Yuming what had just happened.

Mo Yuming remembered that the grandfather of these babies used bells to control the zombies, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried, so he also touched Nangong Yaoxi's bell.

"jingle."

When Mo Yuming touched it, he felt as if his body was sucked into something by the bell, and Huo Siyu once again felt that the crystal core on his head was as if being suppressed. It didn't hurt, but there was a sense of restraint.

"Uh, this... won't anything happen, right?" When Mo Yuming touched Doraemon before, it did make Doraemon's hands shake, but the bell didn't ring at that time.

Now it seems that the bell in Nangong Yaoxi's hand should also be some kind of special thing, maybe it is similar to the old man's bell.

"Doraemon, what is the use of this bell? Can you tell me?" Mo Yuming couldn't help but ask.

"Ah mi wa wu ya!" But little Lingling could only speak baby language and did not express any complete sentences, otherwise Mo Yuming, who had translation skills, would be able to hear it.

"Ahhh, what should I do? Is it some kind of curse?" Due to the language barrier, Mo Yuming was at a loss as to what to do with the baby.

"Is there anything special about this bell?" Huo Siyu asked puzzled.

Mo Yuming could only tell his experience of meeting the baby.

"Wa wa!" Doraemon saw the bottle so close to him, but his best brother didn't feed him, so he cried out in anxiety.

"Doraemon, you can't ring the bell to hurt us, okay? Otherwise, I won't give you milk." Mo Yuming tried to move the bottle away to scare him.

Unexpectedly, Doraemon nodded seriously.