MTL - Reborn To The Start Of The Apocalypse To Farm-Chapter 135 Pants?
"Huh? There are also female members of your team who came back alive?" a person suddenly asked in surprise.
"Why?" The man who spoke before looked up at the speaker in puzzlement.
"No, I'm just a little strange. Many teams have encountered similar things when they entered the city before, but it seems that there will always be a few female players among those who escaped alive." The man scratched his scalp and smiled awkwardly. Just say it casually. After all, although the power of women is not as strong as that of men, there are actually a lot of women with supernatural powers after the end of the world. However, there are many teams that have had accidents recently, but the female team members who can come back alive account for a large part of the survivors.
"Don't zombies like to eat women?"
"That's right! I've seen it before. There are only two women left in a team. When the two women came back, they said that the zombies only killed their teammates, and they ignored them!"
"Maybe... you really don't like food?"
"Yeah, maybe they like to eat chewy ones? Think women's meat is too soft??"
There was a lot of discussion among the people, and the expressions on their faces were terrified and somewhat indescribably excited.
The news spread ten or ten times, and it didn't take long for the entire base to spread. Among them, some people even chatted: Should we just send women out to get things in the future? Otherwise, I worked hard to go out with the team to collect things. When the zombies came, they, the men, stood in front of them, but when they turned around, the zombies ate them all and put the women back. Why?
The news spread in private, and there was everything to say at once. There are those who make sarcastic remarks, but there are also those who protect their wives, daughters, and mothers. In the early days of the end of the world, those zombies bit all men and women, and there were quite a few women in the army of zombies wandering outside at this time, so anyone with eyes could see them.
After that, I don't know which team took the lead to form a small team with several female players who often go out to do missions. Of course, there were also a few male players who accompanied them, and they drove to a nearby place. A small town, while going there to get supplies, at the same time, it happened to test the rumors.
Then, that team never came back. Someone who went to do missions nearby said that he saw a few familiar faces that had turned into zombies, and they seemed to be members of the mission team that went out. female players.
When the rumors spread, a thin middle-aged man with a hunched body and a withered yellow complexion stood in the corner, scanning the crowd with those eyes that made people look uncomfortable, as if he was hiding in the crowd. The mouse in the dark was watching everyone in the base.
Generally speaking, the rumors from the lower level of the base will not spread to the upper level of the base. After all, the zombies outside have become more and more ferocious recently. Whether it is a civilian team or the military, they have recently adopted austerity plans for the time being. Will send a small group of people out to do something big.
The connection with other bases is naturally still there, but the satellite has been very weak recently, and the satellite phone can hardly be dialed in the near future, so it can only be temporarily replaced by radio.
After confirming that the outside world is still in an unstable state, and that mutated new creatures, new species, and more powerful zombies may appear at any time, the various bases decided after consultation—if it is really impossible to regain control of the outside farmland, then simply go ahead. Vigorously promote planting in each base!
To put it bluntly, in addition to the military, ordinary people must be encouraged to grow potatoes!
Those bases with stricter management and limited bases simply adopt the rules of uniform distribution of potato sprouts, uniform recycling and redistribution. For a larger base like base No. 7 next to City T, in addition to planting potatoes on a large scale in the area controlled by the internal military, it can also expand the scope appropriately and surround more land for planting land. So although they are also promoting it vigorously, ordinary people can choose for themselves whether to cultivate these things in the place where they live.
After all, not everyone lives in such affluent places. Many people simply live in Datongpu, with almost no personal space. How can these people farm?
Fortunately, potatoes are really different from before since they mutated. Not only has their growth speed increased, but their soil fertility has also dropped a lot. Most importantly, they can be cultivated even without direct sunlight or astigmatism!
It’s just that the potatoes cultivated by astigmatism are small in size and slow in growth, but this is better than not being able to grow them in a dark place without direct sunlight, right?
When the time is not too different, not only the official base, but also other large and small non-government bases spontaneously organized, some people who are alone, some people who discovered the existence of magic potatoes are also mostly in this spring when the flowers are blooming. The planting industry was launched.
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Wei Xuan was carrying a bulging backpack, pulling his zombie boyfriend who was also wearing a bulging backpack, and behind him were two zombie teammates who were dressed in the same clothes, and after that, there were two parallel zombie boys carrying a smaller backpack. them.
After collecting and searching during the day, the zombie material search team led by Wei Xuan finally got used to walking on the rough road full of obstacles. Although there will be occasional small situations on this journey home, it is much stronger than before.
Going back this time, their group almost emptied out the clothes in two sports brand stores. In addition, they also took a lot of inconspicuous clothes from a women's clothing store and a clothing store for middle-aged and elderly people, as well as a set of clothes. pile of shoes.
If possible, Wei Xuan didn't really want to put these new clothes on his zombies. Think about it, in an environment like the end of the world, if a whole community of zombies were dressed in new clothes, no one would find it weird if they found out, right?
So when he chooses clothes from those stores, he mostly only focuses on black, brown and other inconspicuous colors. After all, as long as there is a rain, even the new clothes will not look good on these zombies.
Speaking of this, this is actually because although Wei Xuan would clean up the personal hygiene of himself and Du Hang every day, he would only wipe his hands and face for Du's father every ten days and a half months, not to mention the couple who lived in the house for a long time. The reasons for the personal hygiene of the loving and loving male and female zombies among the guys—otherwise everyone will wonder why these zombies are so clean if they are seen? How about killing it to see if the crystal nucleus in the head looks different from other zombies?
With all kinds of thoughts spinning in his mind, he finally brought the team back to his own community without stopping.
As usual, after unloading all the things and putting them in a room, Wei Xuan untied the rope and let the zombies go about their business.
Unlike those zombies who aimlessly find a place to "sleep" down, male and female zombies hold hands, shoulder to shoulder, head to head, looking like lovers in love who just came home from a date too late , walked slowly towards the direction that really belonged to their home.
Wei Xuan watched the zombies return to their respective positions, and then watched the pair of zombies leave from their backs. Then he rubbed his eyes that seemed to have been caught by a flash, turned and walked back to the building: "Let's go, let's go home too!"
It’s really inconvenient to take this group out these two days, especially that pair, who exudes that weird atmosphere almost all the time. He has to take Du Hang home to repair his injured soul and be scorched. His eyes, otherwise how would he have the energy to work hard?
Du Hang, who had just entered the door and came to the door of the bedroom, and hadn't changed his clothes, sent out a pleasant message of "I want to hug" to Wei Xuan, and pointed very clearly at the big bed that belonged to the two of them.
Thus, Wei Xuan, who was lying on the bed and leaning on someone's chest, began to self-examine - did he raise Du Hang a little strangely? If one day in the future he finally has a normal way of thinking and behavior, then what will he...be like?
Is it a sleep syndrome patient who stays in bed 24 hours a day and refuses to get up? Or a new generation of conjoined twins who simply have to sew themselves and his lips together?
Thinking of this, Wei Xuan couldn't help shaking his body, no, he can't think about it anymore, or God knows how far his brain hole will break through.
Before dawn, Wei Xuan took a nap, got up and had lunch, then dragged Du Hang down the stairs with a lot of clothes in his arms.
One is still responsible for catching zombies, and the other is responsible for dealing with the personal clothing of the zombies. Wei Xuan wandered around in his community, checking everyone's clothing. If you encounter zombies whose clothes are so tattered that they are almost undeniable, let Du Hang catch them, and he is responsible for putting clothes on the boat or changing a pair of shoes for them.
Although he knew that these clothes would probably be ruined in two years under the wind-blown rainforest, Wei Xuan still couldn't bear it—he felt that at least he still retained human memory, human values and could collect When I went to the west of Zhejiang, at least I couldn't let the younger brothers who followed me be too inhuman. At least they have to be able to block the key parts, right?
After dealing with the loitering in the community, Wei Xuan and Du Hang brought in a few more coolies, carried the clothes to the rooms full of heads, and then... was caught by the zombies that were almost stretched out all over the place. They sharpened their eyes again...
The people in that place are fat, swallows, thin, tall, short, fat, and thin. They really challenge the limits of human beings.
Wei Xuan twisted his expression and began to attack the zombie who was closest to him. Now that their limbs have not fully grown, Wei Xuan doesn't need Du Hang to continue to help him catch people. Just be careful, don't It's fine to be injured or bitten by the zombie boys suddenly raising their claws.
Changing clothes for zombies is a physical labor, and changing clothes for zombies whose legs are not fully grown is even more troublesome. Wei Xuan was afraid that putting on trousers on them in advance would affect the growth of their legs, so after thinking for a while, he only put on sportswear tops for them for the time being, and put the trousers on their legs to cover them up.
In this way, it is much more worry-free than a full-body replacement.
After this round of tossing around, defender Xuan dragged Du Hang away to do other things, and was going to come back the next day to check on the situation.
So, the next day, Wei Xuan, who came to check at daylight, stood dumbfounded at the gate, looking at the thighs of the first zombies in the room who had full legs and were able to stand up.
"Pants, pants, pants are actually put on?!" Although there are pros and cons, and not all zombies with good legs have put on pants, there are already three pants in this room that have already been put on! !
