Apocalyptic Survival

It has been more than two months since they returned to the base at the end of Duan. In the apocalypse of winter, the air is full of painful wind blowing in all directions, like a knife that cuts people, blowing towards their faces.The sky is often gray, the dark clouds are very low, and there is not a ray of sunlight leaking all day long.From a distance, the outline of the wall around the base can be seen. It is already tens of feet high, blocking a large area of ​​skylight, making the base even darker.The huge crane made a dull roar, and the boiling steam in the engine rushed out. As soon as it touched the air, it lost all temperature and turned into water and condensed into ice.The workers on the fence are numbly doing their day-to-day work, occasionally exhaling a cloud of white mist, looking hopelessly at the outside world.

In the initial development process of a new era, polarization is always very serious, and in such a closed base, abilities are like a gift from heaven, separating two different worlds.

In fact, the base is already the size of a big city from a large scale, but the types of shops are slightly different.There are obviously not many clothing stores. In the last days, the number of fabrics decreases rapidly, and new clothes become scarce. What's more, many people have original crystals, and more people will choose to buy rations, weapons, medicines, and finally clothes. .Drug stores and restaurants are set up directly by the base, and are guarded by special personnel. In addition to the rationed food stamps, if you have the original crystal, of course, you can also buy anything of equivalent value.

The busiest ones are the trading center and the mission hall. There are no fixed shops in the trading center. Everyone can set up a stall by themselves, clarify the price, and get what they need. Some people need a handy weapon, some need raw crystals, and some There is a need for a job, someone needs a slave, and wherever there is a need, there is a trade.

As for the mission hall, as the name suggests, it is a place established by the base to assign missions. The missions are difficult or easy, and some can be completed in the base, and some need to be done outside the base. Naturally, the rewards are different, and risks and benefits coexist. The price tag is your choice.

The rest include housing exchanges, ability level assessment offices, etc. The advertising screens hanging high above the base indifferently count the time of the end of the world. Everyone seems to have gradually accepted such changes, such worlds, such way of life.

Duan Mo walked briskly out of the family area of ​​the base. During the few days he lived at home, Duan Mo brought them a lot of raw crystals and fresh food. In fact, thanks to him, even if his family members did not work The food stamps you get will be much more than ordinary people, not to mention having a safe and warm house to live in.

All the way to the research institute, in the base, as long as he can walk, he will not take a car. On the one hand, he can adapt to the climate more, and on the other hand, he can also adjust his abilities to resist the cold wind, which is equivalent to training.

The appearance of the research institute is not much different from when Duan Mo first came here, but the interior is earth-shaking. Several large-scale primary crystal mines have been found in the base one after another. The primary crystals are being transported back continuously. The development projects are also progressing day by day, and all kinds of high-tech weapons and equipment and high-energy food are developed here.The research institute also has many small branch structures, which will be responsible for the cultivation of food, the development of medicines, the purification of water sources, the supply of electricity and heating, etc., all of which require the support of the original crystal.

A few days ago, Ye Shang ordered a special pistol at the research institute, and the research institute notified him to pick it up. He just happened to be going back to Guanlan Court, so he stopped by, so he came to pick it up for Ye Shang.

After confirming his identity at the door, Duan Mo walked in based on his memory.The research institute is mainly white like a general hospital. There is always a lingering smell of disinfectant in the corridors. When passing by some rooms, you can still feel the energy fluctuations of the original crystal.

In other rooms, Duan Mo even saw limbs soaked in formalin, some of which were completely rotten, and some with a little pale flesh, which seemed to be things from zombies—ears, heads, Hands and feet, internal organs, etc.In a large cylindrical formalin tube, there is still a complete zombie floating, of course, it has been shot to the head and died.

Duan Mo felt his scalp numb and a little nauseous. Although he was not a soft-hearted person, he always felt that the zombies were human beings before they were alive, and it would be nice to give them a good time. He just felt sick to his stomach looking at such anatomical research or something.There was no way to intervene, and he didn't want to know anything, so he walked past the door at a faster pace.

"Yeah!" A cheerful voice sounded from the room on the right, and Duan Mo, who was flustered just now, staggered in fright and almost fell to the ground.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Yan Jue, the butterfly. He was also the person responsible for monitoring Duan Mo's various physical data when he first entered the base.

"What are you doing?" Duan Mo rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Don't save people and treat diseases, but stay in the office all day and scare people!"

"There's no need for me to cure the disease," Yan Jue said with a smirk on his face, "Brother is an all-around talent, it would be too wasteful to limit it to one aspect!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Duan Mo continued to walk straight forward, but was stopped by Yan Jue: "Hey, wait a minute, I'll bring you something to play with."

Reaching out to ruthlessly pat Yan Jue's claws on his body, Duan Mo sighed and followed him into the office.

I saw Yan Jue sneakily took out a small bag of things in a black sealed package from the drawer, and stuffed it directly into his arms.

Duan Mo took it out and held it in his hand. The bag was very small, no bigger than a palm. The outer packaging was pure black, without any words to explain it.

"What the hell is this?"

"Tang, this is sugar, don't worry, it won't hurt you." Yan Jue blinked at him, and said in a low voice, "I'm still researching and perfecting this, try it for you in advance, don't say it."

At the end of the paragraph, disbelief was written all over his face: "What the hell, does the research institute still study doomsday candies?"

"No! This is my own research," Yan Jue said righteously with a look of disgust, "Besides, why can't I study this kind of thing? When the conditions get better in the future and people get used to this kind of life, they will Will there be such a need to improve the quality of life, I am at the forefront of the times."

Duan Mo got a headache from his quarrel, put the black bag into his pocket, and waved his hand: "Okay, genius of the last days, I'm leaving first."

After taking Ye Shang's □□, Duan Mo didn't stay any longer, and went back to Guanlan Garden directly.

Guanlanyuan is still covered with snowflakes, and from a distance, it looks like a castle lost in a fairy tale world.When you get closer, you can see that different plants are blooming in the yard, such as roses, seven lilies, prickly pears, dwarf pine, etc., with luxuriant branches and leaves, competing for splendor. There are even many kinds of vegetables planted in the greenhouse on the side. Peppers, purple eggplants, and yellow pumpkins are growing vigorously.The pond in the backyard miraculously did not freeze at such a temperature, and was still rippling in the cold wind.

Before entering the door, Duan Mo smelled the smell of barbecue. The hall was lit with warm yellow lamps, and the fire was burning in the fireplace. Some people in the hall were lying on the sofa, and some were sitting cross-legged on the thick and soft On the carpet, holding a glass of mulled wine, the alcohol mixed with a strong fruity smell lingered on the tip of the nose, the flames warmed his body, and he felt a little dizzy before drinking.

In the kitchen, Rong Xing'er brought out a plate of grilled chicken and placed it in the middle of the dining table: "It's time to eat! Considering that the year is not over yet, let's have a big meal."

Smelling the smell of thyme and black pepper, Duan Mo couldn't wait. After sitting down, Shu Shiya used a knife to cut open the chicken belly that was still dripping with oil. Empty, stuffed with sausages, potatoes, mushrooms, and slightly charred onions, with a crispy, buttery and tender skin, so that people can bite off their tongues in one bite.There are charcoal-grilled veal cut into small pieces and steaming garlic lobster on the table. The prawns are tender and juicy. Garlic and green onion are sprinkled on top. The prawns are covered with soft vermicelli, which is very attractive. , a piece of steamed pork ribs is neatly arranged on top of the glutinous rice, you can eat a piece of pork ribs in one bite and then a mouthful of sweet and soft glutinous rice.The tomato fresh meatball soup was rotten, and the tomatoes were almost incomplete, and all of them were boiled into the soup. It looked bright red and very refreshing. head.Of course, fresh green vegetables and fruits are essential.And there is a glass of warm apple cider next to everyone's tableware, which stimulates the taste buds with a slightly drunken taste. In front of the underage Mo Qingyao is a glass of creme brulee, dotted with a Delicate strawberries.

Duan Mo pushed Wen Yan's cup aside and said softly: "You are not in good health yet, don't drink yet."

"Oh, Miss Wen has been recovering from this injury for more than two months, why are you still so grumpy!" Lin Yi yelled with a displeased expression on his face.

Wen Yan cast a cold glance at Lin Yi, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, and silently took a small sip of the boiled water at hand.Duan Mo looked distressed, pointed to the pudding in front of Mo Qingyao and asked, "Is there any more?"

Shu Shiya slapped her head: "Oh, that's right! I made one more with the leftover ingredients, I'll get it." After speaking, she ran into the kitchen and came out with another cup of pudding, and put it in front of Wen Yan.

Pudding looked at the soft Q bomb, which caused Duan Mo to take a second look.Wen Yan picked up the pudding but didn't move the spoon, just put it aside.

Suddenly, Rong Xing'er on the right side of Duan Mo picked up a small black bag on the ground and handed it to Duan Mo: "I just saw it fall out of your bag. What is it?"