Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

Ye Buqing was very satisfied that they ate without asking questions.

If after eating half of it, one person would ask, "Sister Xiaoye, where did this come from?" and the other person would ask, "Sister Xiaoye, where did you get the food?", she would probably go crazy.

The smell of the sauce cooked by the girls in the room had come out, and the table was in a mess. Ye Buqing asked them to leave it alone, and she could just take it to Chengbang and put it in the dishwasher when no one was around.

After eating and drinking, the few people who had never been so comfortable lay back on the bamboo chairs. Wen Renxiao was in a good mood, closing his eyes and smiling slightly.

Ye Buqing looked at Zhang Yang who was sitting in a daze and frowned.

She felt that something was not quite right about Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang was much more cheerful when they were in the Armed Forces Building before, but he became a bit silent during this meeting.

Is it because the previous injury has not fully healed?

Ye Buqing went over and poked his shoulder, attracting his attention and then motioned for him to follow.

The other rooms were all empty. Ye Buqing took Zhang Yang into the small building where he lived. There were two unfinished bamboo chairs in the empty hall on the first floor.

Ye Buqing sat down first, and Zhang Yang sat on the other side.

"Where was the injury before?" Ye Buqing asked.

Unexpectedly, Ye Buqing asked this. Zhang Yang was stunned and pointed to his shoulder, "It's ready here."

"Why are you unhappy?" Ye Buqing asked again, "Are there any sequelae?"

Zhang Yang looked hesitant. He glanced at Ye Buqing and found that she had a concerned look on her face, "I didn't have the conditions to deal with it at the time. It will hurt when the weather gets cold."

After that, he told her, "Don't tell the captain, I don't want to leave the team."

Ye Buqing frowned and thought for a while, then asked him, "What color did you drink that day? How much did you drink?"

"The green one, I drank one bottle, and the captain fed me another bottle the next day."

The green potion is a primary potion. After drinking it, the effect on internal injuries is probably not that great. No wonder Zhang Yang’s arm is not fully healed.

Ye Buqing asked him to wait, went upstairs and walked around, then handed him a bottle of intermediate physical strength potion. The blue liquid was shaking in the bottle.

"Take a drink and see. I don't know if it will be useful to your arm." Ye Buqing unscrewed the lid and handed it over.

Zhang Yang knew that this kind of potion was precious. Ye Buqing gave them two bottles at the beginning. After they successfully escaped that time, Yu Jinlian explicitly ordered them to keep it secret and keep the potion in their hands.

At this moment, Ye Buqing actually gave him another bottle. Zhang Yang pursed his lips, reached out to take it, and poured the bottle of medicine into his mouth.

He couldn't tell what it tasted like. When the cool liquid entered his throat, he felt his whole body warm up. His limbs were filled with strength. His whole body became relaxed and at ease, and even his head became clear.

The wound on his shoulder that would feel dull pain from time to time seemed to be wrapped in a ball of heat. The warmth seeped into his bones along the pores and nerves, soothing the discomfort of the injury.

The whole process took less than ten minutes. Seeing Zhang Yang's complexion getting better, Ye Buqing returned to his seat and sat down, his expression relaxed.

Zhang Yang's expression changed from disbelief to ecstasy. Finally, when he moved his shoulders, he didn't even feel any discomfort at all!

Feeling extremely excited, Zhang Yang stood up abruptly, his eyes bright, he rushed forward and pulled Ye Buqing into his arms for a bear hug, his voice was trembling, "Xiao Qingqing, my shoulder is fine!"

Ye Buqing didn't even react, so Zhang Yang pulled her over with a pair of arms, and her face bumped into his hard shoulder, which made her nose sore.

Before Ye Buqing could give him two punches, Zhang Yang let her go and walked around the room twice, his face full of excitement.

"..."

Ye Buqing rubbed his nose, and after he finally calmed down, he told him not to tell anything, and then returned to the yard with him.

The afternoon sun has alleviated some of the coolness caused by the low temperature. Several people have fallen asleep leaning on bamboo chairs, and those who are awake are enjoying their rare leisure time in silence.

Zhang Yang suppressed his excitement and soon fell asleep.

Ye Buqing wandered around to see the mushroom sauce made by some female college students, and filled bottles for them. They were so busy that they hadn't eaten yet.

After handing them a few boxes of food, Ye Buqing took the sauce away and walked around the B&B to eat.

The surroundings were quiet, and time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, the sun went down and the cold air dropped.

Dinner was a feast of mushrooms, mixed rice with soy sauce, steamed eggs, fried chicken, and soup. Although it was not as rich as lunch, they were very satisfied.

Ye Buqing led them back to the safe base. When they arrived, Ye Buqing got off the car.

"Are the supplies I sent you in the base dormitory?" Ye Buqing asked.

The person opposite nodded, "They are all in our base dormitory over there."

They had all the dry clothes in their hands. The leaders would definitely need to wear uniforms when they came over tomorrow. Ye Buqing looked at the thickness of their uniforms. They were only autumn styles, so they were fine during this period. Later, when the temperature dropped, they would need to wear more clothes.

"It's getting colder and colder. Please keep warm." Ye Buqing didn't say anything more. After reminding him, he waved his hand to let them in.

Until they entered the security base, Ye Buqing entered the side door with familiarity and found Wei Duocai in the office.

"Director Zhao's dormitory? Miss Ye, do you have anything to do with him?" Upon hearing Ye Buqing's intention, the smile on Wei Duocai's face froze.

Golden thighs! If there's anything we can't talk about, you have to go find Zhaoyi! ! !

"If something happens, please show me the way." Ye Buqing frowned.

Wei Duocai nodded and reluctantly led Ye Buqing to the dormitory area.

Zhaoyi and his group of troops were all assigned dormitories in a unified way. It wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either.

Wei Duocai led her to a door but refused to leave. He wanted to accompany her the whole time, but Ye Buqing dismissed her with a few words.

Ye Buqing knocked on the door.

It’s been twelve hours since we met in the cafeteria in the morning, so you probably haven’t slept, right?

Ye Buqing's guess was correct. After the knock on the door, there was a soft rustle of movement inside, footsteps approaching, and the door opened from the inside.

Zhaoyi was in good spirits after sleeping well. He couldn't help laughing when he saw Ye Buqing, "Why are you here?"

"I left some for you when I invited my friends to dinner today. Here." Ye Buqing handed over three large boxes containing meals, fruits and soup. "Wash the boxes and return them to me next time."

After forcing it into Zhaoyi's hands, Ye Buqing asked him, "Which house does Zhuang Ji live in?"

"Go to the second room on the left." Zhaoyi pointed to the left.

"Okay, you can eat, I'm delivering food to Zhuang Ji." Ye Buqing waved his hand and walked to the next door.

Zhuang Ji's hair was swaying in sleep, and his face was stinky when he opened the door. When he saw Ye Buqing, he subconsciously reached out and rubbed his face, "Why are you here?"

"Rich woman offers her love, here, take it." Three identical lunch boxes were handed over, and Ye Buqing said the same, "Wash the lunch boxes and return them to me."

After saying that, I heard someone talking in the room and waved my hands to go home.

Zhuang Ji cleared his throat from behind and explained in a low voice, "My roommate is still sleeping."

"Then go and find Zhaoyi. He is probably eating too." Ye Buqing pointed to Zhaoyi's room.

"You have nothing else to do?" Zhuang Ji asked with a frown.

"There's one thing I'm curious about..."

"Come here." Zhuang Ji closed the door and led Ye Buqing to Zhaoyi's room again.

The lunch boxes were placed neatly, and the two of them ate quietly, and Ye Buqing's questioning voice was particularly clear.

"Do you know the Black Python Team?"

Zhaoyi stopped eating and looked at her, "Aren't you two together?"

"We are considered friends. I heard that their leader is coming over and I want to ask what's going on." Ye Buqing said.

"This is not a secret. Continuous typhoons have been detected along the coast, and the floods have been severe before. They are probably here to borrow supplies." Zhaoyi said.

But this was just a guess, and Ye Buqing felt something was wrong.

If we were just borrowing supplies, wouldn't it be superfluous for Wen Renxiao and the others to pass on the message?

Moreover, what was said on the radio station yesterday obviously meant that the temporary plan had changed. What situation would require their leader to come in person?

"The coast is not safe and they want to move."

Zhuang Ji's voice suddenly sounded.