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

After Mo Yuming finished eating, he gave important speeches on the barbecue of the three men and the zombie respectively, and the content was not repeated at all.

Ling Xuan: He said that my roast was particularly tasty.

Li Binyi: He said I baked it to a very crispy texture.

Huo Siyu: He said that the food I roasted was particularly fresh and fragrant.

Fu Bohuan: He said I cooked it very well.

Bai Zimu’s summary: All positive reviews.

That night, everyone took turns on duty and managed to get through it safely.

Since there was a lot of food, they started to return to the base the next day.

They ran this route back several times, and the time they took became shorter and shorter.

"Oh." Two-legged beasts, you brought back a lot of delicious food.

"Well, did Doraemon make any noise yesterday?" Mo Yuming asked as he opened the car door.

"Ah." It was making a noise at the beginning, but the fake cat was really useful. I used it to coax the kid to sleep whenever he cried. The kid finally calmed down.

Mo Yuming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no zombies gathering outside the base wall.

"Brother Mo, welcome back!" Huo Siqi (A Chang) greeted with one set of hair, while another set opened the gate of the base.

As soon as they entered, everyone in the base received the news and rushed over.

Wow, you guys caught so many fish in just one day?" Cai Jianxiang was shocked.

"These seafood crawled ashore by themselves. We didn't waste time fishing. We may not even need to put down bait next time." Mo Yuming said.

"Mo!" That's great, we don't have to worry about meat this winter!

The cheetah was spinning in circles with joy.

The lion squinted his eyes, looking lazy, but also happily wagging his tail.

Due to the balanced nutrition during this period, everyone in the mixed base has slowly started to gain weight, and their mental state is much better than when they were traveling before.

However, due to the long-standing idea of ​​being prepared for danger in times of peace, they did not eat all the seafood, but stored some of it. Anyway, the weather is so cold now, the natural climate is a natural refrigerator, and the meat will not spoil even if it is stored for a week.

Mo Yuming thought of the food processing factory in the nearby city of H. He did not take away all the machines at the beginning. In that case, it would not be impossible for his own base to have a few sausage-making machines.

At the same time, not only sausage processing machines, but also other machines can be collected, such as clothing machines.

Mo Yuming looked at the group of people arriving at the door.

Many members of Ou Minyan's team were from Bai Ziqiu's side. They were dressed very bulkily and it would be difficult for them to even bend their arms. But there was nothing they could do because they did not have suitable cold-proof clothing.

I believe that most bases do not prepare cold-proof clothing in advance like the mixed bases. Therefore, some bases only make cold-proof clothing for the people in the joint bases after discovering that the winter is very cold.

Therefore, Mo Yuming felt that for the long-term development of the base, it was necessary to get a few machines from the garment processing factory.

Fortunately, there is a clothing processing factory in H City, which is convenient for the trip.

But now there is not enough gasoline to drive the truck, so this job can only be given to Huo Siyu.

Huo Siyu naturally knew the location of the food processing factory. With its current speed, a round trip would only take one day, so it did not refuse.

"Take these crystal cores and use them when you use up your supernatural powers on the road." Mo Yuming stuffed a large backpack full of crystal cores.

"Okay, I'll be back soon." Huo Siyu's green eyes swept over his two sisters, and his meaning was very clear: help me watch the other men and don't let them get close to Mo Yuming.

Huo Siqi and Huo Siyue understood immediately: Got it.

After Huo Siyu left, Mo Yuming was curious about the condition of the mutated plants, so he came to the greenhouse.

Unexpectedly, those plants were planted in the soil around the outside of the greenhouse.

"Human, look, we can come out now." The blueberry tree waved happily at Mo Yuming.

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Mo Yuming was indeed a little surprised.

"We still need to go back at night, but we can come out and bask in the sun during the day." The cantaloupe vine moved to Mo Yuming's feet and answered.

"Mr. Mo, I was just about to tell you about this. I don't know why these plants ran out on their own." Zou Yaxi was too busy these days and forgot to tell Mo Yuming about this during dinner.

"Oh, it's okay. They just come out to carry out photosynthesis and will go back at night." Mo Yuming explained.

"That's good. There are too many residues they spit out, and we can't plant them all back in the greenhouse." Zou Yaxi pointed to a small hillside nearby where the residues were piled.

"This..." Mo Yuming asked the blueberry tree: "Will the fertility of this soil be lost if it is stored?"

"There's no need to store it. Its fertility won't disappear. Just continue cultivating the land outside the greenhouse. We can eat two more rounds of insects of the same level as that locust, and then we can live outside without fear of the cold." The blueberry tree explained.

"Yes, once we make room, you can grow more seedlings." The cantaloupe vine likes to watch humans grow plant seedlings.

When Mo Yuming heard this, he was somewhat tempted, mainly because he wanted to grow cotton.

Originally, because the mutant plants lived in the greenhouse, he had to put aside the idea of ​​growing cotton. Since these mutant plants said that they could make room as long as they became stronger, the task of 300 acres of farmland might not be impossible to complete in winter.

However, the weather is so cold that it is not so easy to encounter mutated insects, but they can cultivate the land first.

He did it right away. He used a laser level to measure a straight line, and Xiaoyuan used his earth-related abilities to mix the soil from the vacant lot with the residue from the mutant plants' excrement, dividing it into strips of farmland.

Some plants even used their roots to help loosen the soil, and then found a comfortable piece of farmland to take root in.

After finishing other matters, Mo Yuming returned to his room.

"Wow!" Humph, I won't sleep, I'll go find it!

Doraemon laid down on the kang, as if trying to escape from the embrace of the sleeping device.

Mo Yuming thought he was cute and wanted to find a piece of paper to draw him.

Doraemon, like a pet that smelled the scent of its owner, quickly turned its head and looked over.

Mo Yuming couldn't help but stiffen.

Tinker Bell frowned angrily at the flesh on his brow.

"Woo wah da?" Won't save me?

He even raised his little hand, as if to indicate that if he didn't save me, I would ring the bell and make a fuss.

Mo Yuming quickly stepped forward and picked up Doraemon.

Nangong Yaoxi rubbed himself in Mo Yuming's arms affectionately, and then fell asleep in just one second.

gfyh: This little earthling is so weird. What’s with the bell?

cxgh: Shh, we said we won’t discuss this anymore. Don’t wait for someone to come over and assassinate him.