He Zizhong understood that even if he rejected the invitation of the other party, they would still follow after his car. Now he doesn't want to get into trouble, and he doesn't want to cause trouble, so he shrugs his shoulders.
The man was very happy to agree with him on the time of departure tomorrow morning, and after discussing the distance, he turned around contentedly and returned to the car behind.
Reaching out his hand, he touched Fang Hao, who was obviously a little dejected: "Let's just spend the night."
Fang Hao nodded and sighed: "I originally wanted to make some bread dough tonight..."
He Zizhong pondered: "Why don't you go and deal with this first, take a bath and rest by the way, and I'll help you out later."
"Hey?!" Fang Hao's eyes widened, "Is this still possible??"
He touched his hair again, the soft hair was as soft as his personality with tenacity: "Of course, if you have something in there, you can also call me loudly, I can hear and see ."
The space in the bracelet is amazing. Items, animals, and humans that are put in by oneself can be taken out at any time... Of course, the word "take out" is not very pleasant to human beings, but it means no difference.
In other words, He Zizhong let Fang Hao enter the space at A, and Fang Hao could appear beside him after he arrived at B.
As for He Zizhong himself, when he enters the space, his bracelet will stay in place. If someone leaves with the bracelet, when He Zizhong leaves the space again, it will appear where the bracelet is, and the bracelet will appear. will be immediately worn on his wrist.
The more embarrassing thing is that if someone who doesn't know takes the bracelet and leaves, when He Zizhong leaves the space again, he will immediately push the person away, and the bracelet will be put back on his hand again.
The reason why Dai Jun in the previous life was so sure that He Zizhong's space was related to the bracelet was because he had seen it with his own eyes.
And now, since He Zizhong has already given all his feelings and trust to Hao, he believes that even if Fang Hao is the same as Dai Jun in his previous life and spends a long time in the space, he will not act like that person. matter.
Consciousness sneaked into the space, and when Fang Hao hurriedly ran into the kitchen to wash his hands, and began to busy packing things to prepare food reserves, the corners of He Zizhong's mouth couldn't help curving. Think about it, take out his mobile phone and record some precautions and some material storage points near City A that he can remember. Immediately, the offline map was turned out and various annotations were made on it.
He still needs to collect a lot of things, not only for the two people to live with, but also to collect enough materials to exchange crystal cores with the people in the base.
Although for a long time, people have not found the existence of crystal nucleus - after all, the size of this thing is too small. But soon, this kind of thing will appear in the base one after another. Although everyone doesn't know how to use this thing, it does not hinder people's unrestrained imagination - who hasn't read a few YY novels
Because the space needs crystal nuclei, it is impossible to accumulate enough crystal nuclei only by myself and Fang Hao. Especially in a few days, the movements of the zombies will become more and more flexible, and they are basically the same as humans. What's more terrifying is that they are amazingly powerful, tireless, sleepless...
He rubbed his forehead with a headache. He felt that it was not good to have too many things in his head. He thought too much and had a headache.
There was a faint light coming from the cars behind. It was now more than seven o'clock in the evening, and those people seemed to be eating and preparing to rest. A few people also got off the bus and went to the trees on both sides for convenience. He Zizhong couldn't help but get distracted again - when did the plant mutation start
After the end of the world, many plants withered in large areas and could not grow, a few plants mutated and became extremely aggressive, and some became highly poisonous. The edible crops were only coarse grains with poor taste and tough viability. . Therefore, in the early days of the apocalypse, the prices of the food stored by the power users who inspired the space power have been rising...
Rubbing his temples, he swiped his fingers across the messy map he marked, and clicked on the site of a certain instant noodle factory—here, after officially settling down, you can consider taking a tour first, especially since it is close to another factory where important supplies are on the way.
There's still a lot to do, let's do it one by one.
While thinking about it, suddenly there was a sound of "Ha-" from the open window. The voice was relatively low, and it sounded far away, but—turning to look at the two people who had just finished convenience by the side of the road, He Zizhong put on gloves and picked up the iron rod on the pedal with his backhand. Space took out a flashlight and flashed a few times towards the car behind.
The people in several cars became vigilant, locked the doors quickly, stared, and looked around nervously. Sure enough, not long after, a staggering zombie walked out of the grass in the field.
He Zizhong opened the door and placed it neatly on the zombie. After collecting the crystal core, he kicked it back into the field—if it wasn't for the zombies, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to attack like Lei Feng.
The people in the car behind looked at him as if he was going out for a walk, and subconsciously swallowed, but no one dared to go down and talk to him—especially since he still had a murder weapon in his hand!
In the second car behind, the woman who had met He Zizhong once during the day patted her chest and whispered, "Fortunately, we will be separated from them tomorrow. Killing zombies is so neat, who knows if you have killed people before?"
Zombies are more obvious to sounds and smells, and especially sound is more attractive to them than anything else. The smell of blood is second - only the smell of blood will attract them.
What makes people feel a little disturbed is that it seems that human urine will play a similar role, but some people think it is the sound of convenience that attracts nearby zombies, and some people think it is the smell of urine itself - like When a woman is a aunt every month, the nearby zombies will be extra excited.
Anyway, when it's convenient in the wild, you have to be very careful, so as not to be bitten off by a zombie.
He Zizhong, who returned to the car, put away the iron rod, took off his gloves, and reached into his backpack, only to find that his bottle of water had been drank.
Subconsciously, he probed into the space, and found that there were several bottles of space water that had been filled on the coffee table in the living room. His heart warmed, knowing that Fang Hao had specially prepared it for his convenience.
I replaced the empty bottle in my hand with a bottle of water on the coffee table, and poured clear water into my belly, so that the original tiredness disappeared instantly.
Fang Hao was not in the room at the moment, He Zizhong searched and found that he was busy in the field.
Most of the vegetables he had planted before had already blossomed. Fang Hao was digging potatoes. There were many carrots and onions just dug up in the supermarket basket beside him, as well as common spices such as onion, ginger and garlic.
Turning his consciousness back to the kitchen, He Zizhong saw what was being stewed in a pressure cooker on the fire, but unfortunately, he couldn't smell it...
Fang Hao is cooking for himself - thinking of this, He Zizhong's heart is very warm, he remembers the situation when Dai Jun was inside in his previous life...
Well, he shouldn't always compare that man with the virtuous Fang Hao, but now seeing the picture of Fang Hao busy with their lives, he always remembered that he occasionally looked inside in his previous life and found someone lying on the ground. A shot of eating an apple in bed, reading a novel, or simply sleeping soundly.
And these times are often the time when I need to call him out...
With a sigh in his heart, he put his consciousness into the underground warehouse again, thought about it, and picked out a novel that he picked up from the bookstore yesterday to pass the time - he has to admit, it's really boring when he's alone outside , something needs to be done to pass the time.
About 9:30, He Zizhong, who heard Fang Hao's greeting in the space, quickly released him.
Fang Hao held a plate in his hand, half of which was filled with rice, and the other half-"Curry rice?"
Fang Hao nodded vigorously: "Try it? I made it with the vegetables produced in it. The taste... It's indescribable!"
Without Fang Hao's explanation, He Zizhong was completely attracted by the aroma on the plate, and he took a spoonful of food and put it in his mouth...
He Zizhong has always known that the crops in the space are delicious, but he did not expect that the food made from a large number of space products would be so delicious. If he was making a movie now, he would immediately let the special effects artist shine a golden light on his back!
The deliciousness of the vegetables in the curry completely overshadows the taste of the original protagonist beef! What the hell! !
"Senior, our seeds are very complete. I'm going to plant some of the commonly used spices, dry them, and make them into powder!" Fang Hao was also very excited, his eyes were glowing.
He Zizhong nodded vigorously: "The food we have collected is enough for the time being, so let's plant it slowly." After eating another spoonful, He Zizhong suddenly remembered something, "Have you eaten?"
Fang Hao's face was inexplicably red, and his eyes wandered: "I... tasted..."
He Zizhong raised his eyebrows: "Taste?" There is so much food in the space, and the two of them don't have to save this food like other survivors.
"...I just had dinner before entering the space...I'm not hungry..."
"I just ate it too." He took out a spoon and brought it to him.
Fang Hao raised his eyes and glanced at him secretly, opened his mouth to eat, was fed by seniors, kissed indirectly... It seems that it is worth not eating alone = =!
"Why didn't you eat?"
"...I'm going to sleep in a while, I'm afraid of growing meat..." He used to be able to ignore this kind of thing when he was alone, but now... Fang Hao found himself turning in a strange direction again.
He Zizhong almost spit out the rice, put down the spoon and pinched his cheek: "It doesn't matter if you are fat, it feels good." This is by no means a compliment, let alone flattery. It's fleshy, and it must be very comfortable to hold, not to mention that Fang Hao is still a little thin now.