Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

On the night when the fog came, Ye Buqing locked the doors and windows and turned on the lights in the room all night.

As soon as midnight passed, the warning countdown in the city-state reached zero and disappeared. Ye Buqing listened to the surroundings in the room upstairs.

There was a buzzing sound next door until two or three o'clock. Ye Buqing tossed and turned. Really unable to sleep, he took out his computer, put on headphones and started a movie.

The film I chose is a niche thriller. A heavy fog covers a small town, and there are monsters hidden in the fog that can drag people away at any time.

"..." Ye Buqing quickly closed the page and clicked on a New Year animation movie.

The next day, the dark circles under Ye Buqing's eyes were particularly obvious. Her skin was originally very white, and the black and blue spots under her eyes were like ink drawings.

During lunch time, there was some movement at the door. Zhao Zhixin was on duty at the window. He turned on the flashlight and went out. He asked at the door, "Who is it?"

"Is sister Xiaoye at home?" A man's voice came from outside.

Zhao Zhixin couldn't make up his mind, so he went in and asked Ye Buqing. Ye Buqing took out the radio and asked, "Which one of you is here?"

There was no reply for a while. Ye Buqing didn't want to go out, so he asked Zhao Zhixin to open the door and let the people in.

There are only a few people who can call her sister Xiaoye.

It was Yang Xuan who came.

Unfortunately for him, Ye Buqing and others had just finished their meal and the lunch boxes had been removed from the table.

Ye Buqing was waiting in the living room. After Yang Xuan entered, he looked at the group of strange men in the room and didn't understand what was going on.

"Why are you here?" Ye Buqing asked, "What's going on?"

Yang Xuan's face had the word sleepy written all over it. He rubbed his face and said, "Captain and the others have gone out to work. Please let me come over to accompany you."

"?" Ye Buqing pointed at himself with a finger, and a question clearly passed through his eyes.

"Isn't the weather bad? We all thought you were at home alone. We were afraid that you would be scared to be alone." Yang Xuan explained and scanned the surroundings again, "I didn't expect there was someone at your house..."

"Well, my friend came over to help me guard for a few days, but thank you very much. I appreciate it." Ye Buqing smiled.

"That's good. I'll go back to sleep. I didn't close my eyes all night last night. I was so sleepy." Yang Xuan said, yawning profusely, and turned around to leave.

"Is your team member living next door?" Ye Buqing stopped the person and asked a few more questions.

"How is that possible? There are more than a hundred people living there, all crowded together on bunks to save space. We also have so many tents set up in the yard that we can't even fit in the house." Yang Xuan sighed, "You Mayor Jiang One of the conditions for allowing us to come in and stay is that we are required to patrol around the clock to ensure the safety of the entire Jiang City base. I couldn't close my eyes yesterday, I was so sleepy!"

"You don't have to guard your commander?" Ye Buqing said.

"The commander is next door. The captain said that Building 19 is next to other residents. It is inconvenient to report the situation. Actually, I am afraid that you are not used to it!" Yang Xuan yawned several times in succession when he said this. , the boss opened his mouth, tears came out.

This was exactly what Ye Buqing wanted. Ye Buqing didn't want to be neighbors with Hai Lin's leader, so Wen Renxiao helped her this time.

"Sister Xiaoye, do you have anything else to ask? If you say a few more words, I will fall asleep!" Yang Xuan asked with drooped eyes.

"No, no, you go and rest." Ye Buqing raised his hand and waved.

After Yang Xuan left, Ye Buqing took Zhao Zhixin to the top floor again and looked into the yard next door with a telescope. However, the white fog was too thick and he couldn't see clearly. Ye Buqing went into the warehouse and rummaged around and found a new night vision telescope. But the effect is also general.

"You can try the thermal imager." Zhao Zhixin reminded at the side.

Ye Buqing rummaged through the warehouse for a while, but in the end he still couldn't find it.

She wanted to see how many people were in the house next door during the day, but she couldn't find a suitable instrument and had to give up.

Thinking on the bright side, at least the people living next door were Wen Renxiao's team. If it had been anyone else, she might not be as relieved as she is now.

Yuan Wentong brought the computer over and spent every day in the room talking about making a set of electronic files for the garment factory. Ye Buqing could do whatever he wanted, as long as he stayed in the house and didn't run around. It would be better if he didn't come to her to report the bills.

Probably because he heard about someone at Ye Buqing's house, Wen Renxiao didn't send anyone to knock on the door for the next week.

During this week, Ye Buqing spent most of his time in the villa, occasionally entering the city and coming out quickly. Zhao Zhixin and a group of people took turns on duty. In order to pass the time, he asked Yuan Wentong for a lot of A4 paper, cut it into pieces, and wrote numbers on it to play Landlord.

The first week was calm. Ye Buqing's life in the villa was boring but not boring. There was no bad news or good news from outside.

The turning point occurred in the second week. Ye Buqing gradually got used to the white surroundings and narrow vision, and watched the anti-Japanese drama with Zhao Zhixin and others at home.

The phone in the TV series was ringing. Ye Buqing watched it with great interest. When he turned his head, he found that they were all looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Ye Buqing thought it was rice grains on his face.

"The radio is ringing." Zhao Zhixin reminded her.

Ye Buqing looked at the dining table, and sure enough, besides the TV, there was also the sound from the radio station.

No one from the radio station has contacted her in the past ten days. She didn't expect that it was the radio station that was ringing.

There was just some commotion over there and no words were spoken. Ye Buqing picked up the radio and asked, "What's wrong? Did you touch it by mistake?"

Unexpectedly, after a moment of silence, Yang Kaitai's crying voice came, "Sister Xiaoye, I gave the little potion you gave me to someone else, I'm sorry!"

It's not a discussion, it's not a request for help, it's just that I've already used it, come here to apologize.

When Ye Buqing thought of the extraordinary effect of the medicine, he felt that the veins on his forehead were beating and were about to explode.

"Who is it for? What's the situation? Who saw it around?" Ye Buqing pressed the corner of the table and asked a series of questions.

"Sister Xiaoye, I'm really sorry. I promised you that I wouldn't give it to anyone else but I still regretted it..." Yang Kaitai's dry voice came over, and there was no key point in what he said.

"Answer my question! Who was it used for? Who saw it? How injured is the other party?" Ye Buqing slammed the table and yelled over there.

"It's a child from our base. Her mother can't be saved. The child was stabbed and still breathing. Only people from our team are here. Don't worry! I didn't let anyone else see it!"

"Get the medicine bottle and bring it to me in the evening. Also, if anyone knows about this, please don't contact me again." Ye Buqing took a deep breath, finally calmed down, and spoke coldly to Yang Kaitai over there.

After saying that, Ye Buqing turned off the power of the radio station. When he turned around, several pairs of eyes on the sofa were filled with fear. They were so shocked by her rare temper tantrum that they didn't know how to react.

In the evening, there was a knock on Ye Buqing's door, and Zhao Zhixin went to bring the person in.

Wen Renxiao's team was almost halfway there. Yang Kaitai was behind with his head lowered and did not dare to step forward. Wen Renxiao stood at the front, stretched out his hand and handed over an empty glass bottle.

Ye Buqing took it, but still said nothing, looking up at Yang Kaitai behind the five people.

Wen Renxiao received what she meant and pulled the person from the back of the team to the front.

"Tell me what happened yourself." Wen Renxiao said to Yang Kaitai.

He had offended Ye Buqing last time, but this time he had no intention of speaking for Yang Kaitai.

They had all seen how powerful the bottles of potions given by Ye Buqing were, and because they knew how rare these things were, they unanimously kept it a secret and never mentioned the medicine to anyone. When Zhang Yang was injured like that, when he returned to the base and went to the hospital to treat the wound, the doctors were shocked. They asked them several times how they treated it and whether they used any medicine, but they all said nothing.

Today Yang Kaitai said he wanted to take out his medicine, but Wen Renxiao refused on the spot. Unexpectedly, this kid secretly poured the medicine into the baby's mouth behind their backs.

Ye Buqing had no expression on his face and stared at Yang Kaitai with good eyesight.

Zhao Zhixin and the others were sitting around in the living room, and Ye Buqing didn't mean to let them avoid him.

Yang Kaitai's face was red with embarrassment, and he hesitated and said, "Sister Xiaoye, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

"Is this what happened? What happened is that you were wrong?" Ye Buqing asked in a soft voice.

"No, no! Today we led a patrol and passed by a house with an open door. When we entered, we found a mother and a daughter inside. The mother had her throat cut and her breath was gone. The little girl had been stabbed and was still breathing. I was afraid that such a young child wouldn't survive the hospital... so I told the captain to give her my medicine, but the captain wouldn't let her, and the child kept looking at me, so I secretly fed her..."

After Yang Kaitai finished speaking, Ye Buqing took a deep breath and let it out again.

"How old is the child?" Ye Buqing asked.

"Baby, I don't know if it's one year old." Yang Kaitai said softly.

Ye Buqing stopped talking.