Reborn To The Start Of The Apocalypse To Farm

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Wei Xuan, who took a late night's sleep and deliberately stayed on the bed for more than an hour, climbed out of bed, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon of the next day as he wished.

After waking up and having breakfast, and checking again the things that he had prepared the night before and needed to bring, Wei Xuan took Du Hang to the top floor of the building where they lived, carefully observing the situation outside.

Not far from them, the pots and pans in the room were filled with snow water melted by the strange snow. It is impossible for Weixuan on this floor to install electric heaters in every room. Therefore, except for this room where they often come to observe the outside situation, the pots and pans in other rooms at this time The basic snow water inside has basically frozen the mountains.

It's just that there is only a thin layer of ice that is not too thick on the water surface of some rooms, while others are mostly frozen. This has a lot to do with the recent gradual warming of the temperature. Recently, the daytime temperature has risen to about ten degrees. I believe that Wei Xuan will no longer have to work hard to boil snow water every day, and can rely on the power of nature to make these Snow water evaporates naturally.

"Very well, there are no helicopters at the moment..." After confirming the situation in the sky outside, Wei Xuan felt at ease. He continued to observe whether there were any unnecessary things in the sky, and at the same time began to count the purses and pockets of the two of them. The hidden weapons in it—these are all the "golden cancans" collected before.

These things are very strange. They are obviously leaves and fallen leaves of various plants, but they will not be corrupted at all after being dropped and collected! Wei Xuan once threw a leaf beside a relatively humid sink, but after such a long time, that leaf has not even grown any white hairs, let alone moldy or rotten! Not even a sign of softening. It is stronger and durable than the leaf bookmarks specially made before the end of the world.

At this time, both Wei Xuan and Du Hang had such things in their waist pockets and coat pockets. Of course, in order not to cut his hands, Wei Xuan wrapped the end of each leaf and leaf needle with adhesive tape and arranged them upwards, which is convenient for handling and also prevents sticking hands. The bag used to hold these things is also specially made, glued together with several layers of soft and malleable leather. Although it is a bit rough, it can ensure that the tips will not be damaged and at the same time prevent them from leaking the leather from the pocket. fall out.

"Everything is packed. If there are no accidents when I go out this time, I will go to the warehouse area with those two guys after I come back." Wei Xuan felt at ease, looking out the window at the last ray of the sun gradually falling into the horizon Down. Get up and hold Du Hang's hand, and walk to the stairs with him.

There are still a lot of canned food at home, not to mention that there are still a lot of bird meat frozen in the refrigerator. Even if Wei Xuan went to the warehouse area again this time, what he was going to take was not canned meat, but all kinds of pickles, pickles, hot sauce and other things that could last for storage.

There are a lot of those things in the warehouse area, and there are all kinds of brands. Even if he takes all four of his younger brothers, he will move them every few days, and it will take a year and a half to move them. .

As long as there is enough meat and the like, no matter how much those cans are taken, they will all go bad once they expire. But pickles, pickles, hot sauce and other things are different. Look at the "results" harvested by the planter at home last time. Wei Xuan doubts that even if he can bring the zombies to hunt prey and eat meat, it may be difficult to eat those with different tastes, healthy or unhealthy. something.