Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

That night Feng He slept in the guest room and Jiang Zheng slept in the master bedroom.

After last night's cold weather, Fenghe has adapted to it.

So he had a good night's sleep without any worries.

Jiang Zheng found it difficult to fall asleep.

It’s actually very strange, why is he so nice to Feng He after only knowing him for a short time?

Even if it was because I had seen him before, or because of the plants? It was too untenable.

Some of Feng He's requests were actually very rude to people he had just met, but he was happy to follow them.

Is it because he truly loves plants in front of her, or is it because his innocent way of doing things makes him cute, or is it because his appearance that is completely inconsistent with his personality brings a sense of freshness to others?

No, his appearance is enough to attract most people for no reason.

Jiang Zheng stopped thinking about it. Everything has its own laws. He could see that Feng He's initiative to get close to him was not out of her own will.

But he was willing to be a part of Feng He's goal.

Feng He slept well again the next day.

When he got up, Jiang Zheng was no longer at home.

After washing up, Feng He found the kitchen and wanted to find something to eat.

I don’t know if it’s because the original owner is born selfish, but he can do whatever he wants in other people’s territory with impunity.

Feng He was surprised to find that breakfast was already prepared in the kitchen and Jiang Zheng had left him a note.

The general meaning is that he can play freely at home during the day, and breakfast has been prepared, so he can just heat it in the microwave and eat it.

Jiang Zheng is the strongest psychic in the base except for Zhou Ningze, so it is not surprising that there is electricity in his house.

Feng He hasn't forgotten what he said yesterday about going to help Jiang Zheng catch insects in the garden.

When he was a child, he lived in the countryside for a period of time. His favorite things were picking wild fruits, catching vegetable worms, and playing in the river...

So he has some experience in catching insects.

Feng He wandered to the garden that Jiang Zheng mentioned, where Jiang Zheng planted post-apocalyptic mutated vegetables, mutated flowers, and some plants he didn't recognize.

Feng He's eyes were sparkling, and she felt as if she had entered a magical world of magic.

These plants can no longer be viewed with the mindset of the pre-apocalyptic world.

They are growing well even in such a cold weather.

Feng He saw a vegetable that looked like a baby cabbage, except that it was bigger and greener.

I also saw giant cabbages growing one by one in the ground. They were actually quite cute.

The leaves of these vegetables are plump, as if they are full of water.

It looks very appetizing at first glance, if you ignore its size.

Jiang Zheng is really amazing. Vegetables and fruits are difficult to grow in the apocalypse. Although there are many kinds of mutated vegetables, most of them grow in dangerous places and are difficult for ordinary people to obtain.

Jiang Zheng’s own vegetable garden actually has so many vegetables, and it is obvious that he planted and cultivated them himself.

As expected of a top-level plant-based psychic, plants have an extraordinary affinity for him.

The vegetables had not mutated at first, but as the end of the world progressed, they slowly began to mutate.

It seems that humans were the first to mutate?

Feng He shook his head and started looking for bugs.

Feng He firmly believes that no matter how well grown the vegetables are, there will be vegetable worms.

The vegetables were so huge that he didn't even have to squat.

Sure enough, after a while Feng He found a worm on the hanging cowpea.

As soon as the fleshy fat worm crawled out of the eye of the cowpea, it came face to face with Feng He.

"what!!!"

Feng He stepped back suddenly and looked at the insect with a pale face.

It was so scary, that fat worm was almost as thick as his arm!

He only knew that the vegetables had mutated, but why didn't he think that the insects would also mutate?

There is no change in the appearance of the insect, but the size has changed a lot.

The pair of small eyes have now become the size of pearls.

Feng He was afraid that the insect was poisonous or would attack people, so she did not dare to stay any longer and wanted to run away immediately.

Suddenly, a person emerged from the depths of Jiang Zheng’s vegetable garden.

His hair is blond and his eyes are ice blue, but his face is Asian.

There was a piece of vegetable leaf crumb at the corner of this person's mouth.

Feng He looked at him straight, wondering if this person was a mixed-blood.

"Hello, how come you are here? Is this someone else's vegetable garden?"

The man didn't say anything, he just stared at Feng He.

He just grabbed the big bug that scared Feng He with his bare hands and threw it away, and the bug disappeared into another green area.

Feng He just saw the insect twisting its fat butt and then continuing to look for food.

The man pointed at the bug and said in a strange accent, "Don't be afraid."

The more Feng He listened to his strange accent, the more she felt that he was a mixed-race person.

In fact, he didn't hear it. The tone sounded like someone hadn't spoken for a long time, and he had been thinking for a long time before he uttered two simple words.

In order to thank this mixed-blood, Feng He smiled and said, "Thank you."

He wanted to pick a vegetable for the mixed-blood and give it to him. He seemed to like the vegetables here very much.

Feng He remembered what Jiang Zheng said yesterday, that he could just chop down whatever vegetables he liked and cook them in the evening.

Feng He definitely couldn't pull up any big vegetables, so he found a slightly smaller green vegetable and pulled it up with some effort.

He generously gave a few plants to the hybrid and said, "Take them and eat them. I have to go back now. Bye."

His English is not very good, so let's not talk about it. This mixed-race guy can also understand Chinese.

Fenghe went back after picking the vegetables.

The zombie king, who had easily entered the base, was left standing there looking at his back.

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Feng He would never have imagined that what he thought was a hybrid was actually a zombie that had evolved into the Zombie King.

Jiang Zheng came back very early today, nearly an hour and a half earlier than the schedule the system gave Feng He.

Feng He sighed: "You came back so early today."

Jiang Zheng lowered his eyes, his eyelashes hiding the look in his eyes.

Today he was so obsessed with killing zombies that he wanted to get enough crystal cores as soon as possible to buy Feng He a warm enough blanket.

He also had to find strawberry seeds to grow strawberries for Feng He to eat.

Jiang Zheng is a very taciturn person, and Feng He didn't expect him to reply at all.

Sure enough, Jiang Zheng didn't say anything.

He just silently took out a huge snakeskin bag hidden behind him.

He opened the snakeskin bag in front of Feng He, revealing a large blanket inside, which was more than enough to cover Feng He's room.

The blanket was fluffy and looked very comfortable. Feng He couldn't help but touch it and found it felt surprisingly good.

Feng He found that Jiang Zheng was looking at him expectantly, and he said, "It's so comfortable! I like it so much, thank you!"

Jiang Zheng's ears turned slightly red.

nice! You love it.

Jiang Zheng helped Feng He lay the carpet, covering the entire room, so Feng He wouldn't feel cold even if she walked on it without shoes.

After Jiang Zheng finished, he looked at the empty room with only a bed, a table and a chair, and his brows were deeply furrowed.

He stood by the door and thought, Feng He must be very bored at home alone during the day...

Can’t let Fenghe be bored!

Otherwise Feng He would not want to live here...

Jiang Zheng thought for a while and decided to build a swing for Feng He. It was too cold outside and they couldn't swing outside. There was still plenty of space in the room.

After making up his mind, Jiang Zheng started to work. He saw thick vines winding out behind him, gradually entwining together to form a support for a swing.

After making sure the support was stable enough, Jiang Zheng replaced it with a slightly thinner vine. This time, the vine was wrapped around the thick vine support several times until the swing was stable.

Jiang Zheng then used the softest vines to weave the swing seat cushion. After everything was connected, a complex and stable vine swing was ready.

Jiang Zheng walked around the swing and silently painted small lavender flowers on the vines that made up the swing.

Perfect.