Quick Wear: The Gold Digger Was Influenced by Love Brain

Wen Ling previously studied magic with a half-hearted attitude, but the space magic weapon made by Qi Ran struck her.

That night, while everyone was resting, I found an empty place to enter the space and studied the making of space magic tools.

After one night, she finally learned it!

However, making a space magic weapon requires spiritual power, so she could only practice slowly in the space. After practicing for a whole night, she finally made a storage bag.

The next morning, she handed the storage bag to Lin Yu.

"This is the storage bag I made. It's about 100 square meters in size. I put some food, rice, noodles, clothes, baby milk powder, toys and other supplies in it."

"Tell me what else is missing."

Lin Yu's eyes were full of surprise.

"Storage bags?"

Wen Ling pulled her hand over, cut her wrist, and dripped blood onto the storage bag. He said, "This storage bag is yours now. Only you can open it. The things stored in it can be kept fresh. They will remain the same when you take them out as they were when you put them in."

"So, you can take this opportunity to rest here and make some extra food and put it in there. When it's inconvenient to cook on the road, you can take it out and eat it while it's still hot."

The latter are the most important to Wen Ling.

The food cooked by Lin Yu is so delicious.

However, the conditions were very limited and they could only cook when they stopped to rest, and most of the time they had to eat dry food.

Lin Yu reached in, but found nothing inside.

Wen Ling said, "Close your eyes and feel it, then you can see what it looks like inside. If you want to take something, think of that thing, and the place where your hand goes in will be where that thing is."

Lin Yu understood it immediately.

He closed his eyes and reached in to grab a can of powdered milk.

"that's amazing!"

Dr. Yang walked over, his eyes shining.

"Miss Wen, do you have any extra storage bags?"

"I want to study how storage bags are made and how they are made. If the research is successful, I can start mass production in the future."

Wen Ling couldn't help but admire his experimental spirit.

"I have only made one so far, so I can't give it to you for research for now. I will lend you one when my teammates have all received theirs and have made more."

Although it is something from the world of cultivation, if it is researched out by science and technology, it will be a good thing for the advancement of science and technology and survival in the end times.

What's more, the rarer something is, the more eye-catching it is and the more coveted it is. When something is not so rare, the owner of the thing will be safer.

Wen Ling has never been someone who wants to be the best.

She just wants to live well.

If you want to live well, you can't live well alone.

If all humans died and the world was completely occupied by zombies, and she was the only human left, how could she survive?

Only if human beings do not become extinct can she survive in this environment.

This is also one of the reasons why Wen Ling brought along this group of people who, apart from their brains, could only do experiments and could not even kill a chicken, let alone kill zombies.

In the end times, force is the only way to survive.

However, as we get closer to the end of the world, talent becomes more scarce. By that time, ten people with special abilities will not be as important as one scientific researcher.

No matter what era, progress requires continuous research.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Dr. Yang's eyes, but he quickly cheered up. His face, which was in his fifties, showed an innocence that was not in line with his age, and he looked at Wen Ling pleadingly.

"Can you please go as fast as possible?"

“I want to witness the mass production of storage bags before I’m even alive!”

Wen Ling, "..."

"it is good."

Before, I thought that this old man was too stubborn and a bit troublesome, but now I have a slightly different opinion of him. It is normal for people to have a bit of temper.

Jiang Xiaowan asked flatteringly, "Sister Wen, can I also have a storage bag?"

Wen Ling said, "Okay."

Jiang Xiaowan was delighted.

"great!"

"Thank you, Sister Wen. You are closer to me than my own sister. I made the right decision to follow you. I will rely on you for the rest of my life!"

Wen Ling's mouth twitched slightly.

"Stop being poor."

"Go pack up, we're leaving soon."

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With the Chaoyang team's escort, Wen Ling hardly participated in any battles along the way and was not injured again. It took him six days to make six storage magic tools.

She gave one to Zhu Cong and Jiang Xiaowan, lent one to Dr. Yang, and made the remaining three into longevity locks and gave one to An An, Jiujiu and Xiaoyuan respectively.

Jiujiu and Xiaoyuan are still young and cannot use it for the time being.

An An, however, never tired of collecting all kinds of things into the space magic weapon every day, including beautiful stones picked up from the ground, and toys and food given to him by Wen Ling and others.

He smiles like a fool every day.

Finally arrived in City G.

As soon as they entered City G, they encountered many teams out on patrol or on missions. The city finally had a bit of life and was no longer dead.

He Ping'an lay on the window, staring outside with wide eyes of curiosity.

"Mom, there are so many people!"

Wen Ling said, "We will soon arrive at the Dream Chasing Base. Once we get there, there will be more people, and An An will be able to play around in the base."

"Is An An happy?"

He Pingan nodded heavily!

"happy!"

Wen Ling's lips curled up.

"When we get to the base, Mom will take you to eat lots of delicious food and have lots of fun. Whatever An An wants, Mom will give it to you."

"But An An, you have to be good. Wherever you want to go, you have to let mom go with you. You can't run around by yourself, okay?"

An An was born in the apocalypse and has never seen what life was like before the apocalypse.

From birth to now, he has hardly had a peaceful life. Wen Ling always feels that she owes him something, and wants to give him the best and try her best to meet all his requirements.

He Pingan asked, "Mom, when will grandpa and grandma come back to see An An?"

"An An misses them!"

Wen Ling asked with amusement, "Do you miss them as people, or do you miss them giving you delicious food?"

He Pingan said, "I want both!"

Wen Ling's eyes were distant.

"Maybe soon, or maybe..."

I'll never see you again in my life.

She thought children had a bad memory, but who would have thought that almost a month had passed and An An was still thinking about He Chen and Mu Rou.

The convoy drove to the gate of the Dream Chasing Base.

The Chaoyang team is in the front.

Everyone got off the vehicle to cooperate with the inspection and, at the same time, paid for supplies to enter the base, or used contribution points in exchange for living qualifications and accommodation.

Cheng Mufeng directly took out ten fifth-order crystal cores and twenty fourth-order crystal cores and said to the registrar, "Please help me exchange them all for contribution points. There are 46 people in our team, so please arrange ten houses next to each other for us."

After the end of the world, the population dropped sharply, but bases are places where the population is concentrated. Many bases are overcrowded and can no longer accept ordinary people.

The Dream Chasing Base now accommodates 50,000 people, 65% of whom are ordinary people. It is no longer easy to accept ordinary people.

The registrar was shocked by Cheng Mufeng's boldness in taking out so many high-level crystal cores at once, but he still asked dutifully, "How many psychics are there in your team?"

"We have a rule in our Dream Chasing Base that a person with special abilities can only bring three ordinary people into the base."