If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

"Young Master Wen, those villagers are here." Feng Yanshan knocked on the door, and after getting a response, he opened the door and walked in softly.

Wen Shu was sitting in front of the table, playing with a strange-looking utensil made of bamboo tube in his hand. Hearing Feng Yanshan's words, he didn't lift his head: "Yuanbao hasn't come out yet, let them wait."

"Yes, yes, yes." Feng Yanshan, who has survival instincts and is always afraid of Wen Shu, said with a smile, "Young Master Xia's matter is important. I should let them wait. I just came to ask if I should prepare for it." Chaoshi, when Shao Xia comes out, he can still eat something warm."

Wen Shu himself doesn't care about appetite, after all, he has been a zombie for many years, his sense of taste has been ruined long ago, and he was forced to become half anorexic.

Xia Chen is different, he can eat dry steamed buns with his companions, but as long as he has the opportunity, he always wants to eat something good. In Wen Shu’s opinion, the three meals a day just to fill his stomach are worthwhile for Xia Chen Looking forward to trying the food.It's just that people are on the way, and it is inevitable that they live a rough life. In terms of food and use, they can only make do with it.

"Yuan Bao said that he would repair it for two days, so don't be in a hurry, just watch and make something good." Wen Shu instructed.

Feng Yanshan took the order to go, and when he went out, he talked to Zhe Liu and told him to guard the gate of the courtyard, not to let the villagers come in to disturb the two masters.Then she called Shangzheng Niang again, took the ingredients, and the two went to the cafeteria to prepare food together.

Feng Yanshan went out with his front foot, and Xia Chen came out of the space with his back foot. He got a few mutated pumpkin seeds, completed the trigger task, got a piece of magical land, and couldn't wait to enter the space experiment.

Xia Tongban told him that these mutated pumpkin seeds were planted on the magical land, and 100% of them would grow mutated plants, and it was not certain what they would look like.

Let’s talk about that big mouth. Although it is a mutated pumpkin, in fact, after its pumpkin pulp is eaten by people, it can make people unconsciously listen to its words and be controlled by it.In addition, it also has the function of growing and shrinking at will, and can hide itself. As for turning into a man-eating melon, it is also one of its abilities.

However, the mutated pumpkin seeds collected by Xia Chen may not necessarily grow Big Mouth. They may have one or more functions of Big Mouth, or other mutations. This is uncertain, depending on the final result.

This has already satisfied Xia Chen. He has collected a total of four mutated pumpkin seeds, which means that four mutated plants will definitely be planted.And Xia Tongban said that these mutated plants can also be converted into cards into the magic book. If there are very useful and powerful mutated plants, don't worry about using them and they will be gone. You can use the magic book to copy them.

For this action, not to mention other basic rewards, Xia Chen's magic book has been upgraded by one level, and there is an extra copy grid.There is one more piece of magical land, more magical seeds can be planted in the future, and there are four more mutant plants. The harvest is really full, and Xia Chen is very satisfied.

After he entered the space, after brushing up other daily routines, he couldn't wait to plant the mutated pumpkin seeds, silently praying that a more usable mutated plant would grow, and then waited for a result.

"Are you done?" Wen Shu returned the Suhuo gun in his hand to Xia Chen: "The design is not rigorous enough. If there is really the kind of ammunition you mentioned, it may hurt the user during use."

Xia Chen yelled loudly, the most primitive version of the firearm he had ever pulled out was found by him to kill time for Wen Shu, unexpectedly he saw the disadvantages all at once, the big boss is the big boss.

"When I have a chance, I'll prepare gunpowder for you to try." Xia Chen said happily, "If I can research more powerful firearms, it will be much more convenient to fight zombies in the future." Imagine making a big gun or something , When the zombies come, they will bombard a group of them.

Wen Shu showed a slightly reserved smile: "There should be no problem, it doesn't look difficult."

Xia Chen smiled and nodded vigorously: "Well, I knew that Zijian is the best."

Wen Shu coughed lightly, and reached out to Xia Chen: "Let me study it again and see how to change it."

Xia Chen returned the crude Suhuo gun to him, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this, the gunpowder is still there, let me show you this."

He handed the dried-up vine to Wen Shu: "This, that big-mouthed vine, I tried it, it's very strong, it can't be pulled, use..."

"What's wrong?" Wen Shu glanced at the withered vine that had been torn in two when he stretched out his hand, and withdrew his hand hesitantly.

Xia Chen's eyes widened, and he finished speaking expressionlessly: "It took me a long time to cut it with a knife, and only half of it was cut."

Wen Shu: "..."

Xia Chen took Wen Shu's hands over and looked at them carefully. He was fair and slender with distinct joints, and his skin was as white as cold jade. It was beautiful, but no matter how you looked at it, it was just a pair of noble son's hands. How could there be so much strength.

Wen Shu's palms were itchy from his touch, and he couldn't help curling up his fingers to hold the messy hand in his hand: "I was about to be cut off by you, so I tore it off."

"Really?" Xia Chen was dubious, and was going to call Brother Nan to try it out, but Wen Shu grabbed his hand tightly, and he couldn't pull it out twice. He looked at Wen Shu suspiciously, and raised his voice Brother Nan called in.

Brother Nan was squatting outside chatting with Zheliu, and when he heard his uncle calling, he immediately rushed in and caught sight of the hands they held together: "Uncle, what's wrong with your hand?"

"What's the matter?" Xia Chen thought it was nothing at first, but when he heard his nephew's question, he felt uncomfortable, and pulled out his hand forcefully and shrank it behind his back: "Let's see this."

He handed the torn off half of the vine to Brother Nan: "Try to see if you can tear it off."

Brother Nan didn't doubt that he was there, so he took it and grabbed it with both hands and pulled it hard. The withered vine instantly tightened. into two pieces.

"What is this? It's so strong." Brother Nan held two pieces of dead vine with curious eyes.

"That big-mouthed vine last night." Xia Chen threw all the rest to Brother Nan, asking him to take it out and ask other people if they want it, maybe they can use it to change something, if it doesn't work, it can be used Use it as a rope.

After dismissing Brother Nan, Xia Chen stared at Wen Shu for a while: "Didn't you awaken the ability of the five senses?"

Wen Shu nodded silently, not daring to say anything. He was so strong because his body was slowly mutating in the direction of the zombie king.

Xia Chen's head was full of question marks, is the ability of the five senses so high?Also comes with enhanced strength?And seeing Brother Nan's strenuous effort, compared with Wen Shu's understatement, it seems even more strange.

"Pinch me." Xia Chen was rarely confused, and stretched out his hand, wanting to feel for himself how strong Wen Shu was.

Wen Shu chuckled, and squeezed Xia Chen's hand, with little effort.

"Use a little strength." Xia Chen said impatiently.

The strength in Wen Shu's hand was even lighter: "No, it will hurt you."

Xia Chen shyly withdrew his hand: "Okay, it's a good thing to be stronger, it's easier to beat zombies."

During the time of talking back and forth, Feng Yanshan and Zhenniang had already cooked the meal, and stewed a pot of fresh soup with the old hen and dried shiitake mushrooms bought from the village.The steamed buns that came with it were heated up in a pot. After returning to the pot, the steamed buns were no longer dry and hard and became soft and delicious. The seasonal vegetables provided by Xia Chen were fried on a plate. Sliced ​​sweet potatoes, fragrant and sweet.

It seems simple, but for the people who have eaten steamed buns with porridge and white water for more than ten days, it is already a rare good meal.

People from the village are still waiting outside the yard. They are not living in the house from last night, but in the empty yard next door to Dazui.

After fighting hard in the middle of the night to kill Dazui, Xia Chen and his party were exhausted after completing the task. A group of people in the village fell down, but there were still those who did not dare to come over and escaped. After the "Grandfather of the God of Agriculture" was killed, these controlled villagers were no longer in a daze, only to find out in horror that they had been controlled by the pumpkin demon these days, and they fled home in fright.

Xia Chen and the others didn't want to contact the villagers for the time being, so they drove the carriage out and settled in the empty yard next to Dazui.

The villagers came looking for something, but Xia Chen and the others just wanted to eat now, so they let Feng Yanshan go out after a full meal, and told the villagers to choose someone who could be a representative to come and speak.

After a while Feng Yanshan brought back two people, they still knew each other, one was Feng Yanshan's old friend Xie Wulang, and the other was the old man who used a hoe to pick them up when they blocked the road.

As soon as the two came in, they kowtowed to Xia Chen and the others, and thanked them tearfully for eliminating harm for the people.

Feng Yanshan was very good at observing words and expressions, and immediately helped people up to let them talk, so Xia Chen and the others knew what happened in this village.

During the Chinese New Year, the heavy snow for half a month caused the capital to run out of food, but the impact on this small village was not so great. The rural households already had the habit of hoarding food and firewood, and these years are high-yielding rice. It's corn and potatoes again. Farmers' lives are much easier, at least there will be no more tragedies of starving to death after planting the land.

So after the heavy snow closed the village, except for the two elderly people in the village who didn't make it through because of the too cold weather, the other villagers didn't suffer any harm.

After the heavy snowfall, the villagers were busy hoarding firewood because of the excessive consumption of stored food and firewood. Until the day when the corpses were raised, some households in the village turned into zombies and attacked their family members.

At that time, the villagers were also afraid and did not dare to go out. Fortunately, there were very few zombies in the village. Because the doors and windows of every house were closed in winter, the zombies only hurt their own family members and did not hurt other villagers.A dozen or so sporadic zombies went to knock on the door at night. There are many people in the rural family, and they can't break through the door when the door is blocked.If they dare not come out during the day, the villagers can still move about freely.

That is, not two days after the day when the corpse was recovered, a certain family in the village discovered that a pumpkin had grown in their vegetable garden. Squash squash for thick pies.

The family didn’t dare to move or eat at first. Later, the child was greedy and cried and said he wanted to eat pumpkin. The parents carefully cut a piece, took it back and stewed it. There was nothing wrong with it. The pumpkin was still sweet and glutinous. , especially delicious.

Well, since you can eat it, you are welcome. The family happily went to the vegetable garden behind the house, planning to pick the whole pumpkin, but found that the piece of pumpkin they cut off yesterday had grown back!

The author has something to say: A bloody case caused by a pumpkin is probably the counterattack of the eaten pumpkin.