Doomsday: Don't bother me with salted fish

"Okay, I will go out in these two days." Jian Yue said.

It is already winter now, and it will snow at any time, and the city will be closed by heavy snow. Even if it is her, it is not convenient to go out. If you want to search for supplies, you have to take advantage of it now.

Jian Yahong rubbed his temples and went downstairs slowly, looked at the two people in the living room, and asked casually, "What are you talking about?"

"My mother said that she wanted to write a novel, and asked you to refer to the plot." Jian Yue said quickly.

Jian Yahong seemed to have just woken up a little bit, and asked: "Really? Suddenly want to write a novel at a young age? Have so many life insights? Can your presbyopia be able to bear it?"

He had little objection, since they had nothing else to do anyway.

"Isn't it okay for me to entertain myself? If the apocalypse is over one day, I can still publish books." Shen Huijuan said half-jokingly.

"You can write whatever you want. Tell me what you want to write?" Jian Yahong asked.

Seeing the two chatting about this, Jian Yue quickly slipped out the door.

It's a bit cold outside, everyone went back to the villa for the past two days, but the tree house was empty instead.

Jian Yue ran around the tree house and found that the third floor had begun to take shape. The beds, chairs, and tables were all carved out directly. They were a whole with the tree house and could not be moved. You could also add your favorite furniture inside. .

The disadvantage is that there is no toilet, and it is not convenient to connect to the sewer here.

Eating at noon is relatively simple, at least there is meat.

After dinner, Zhou You'an discussed with Jian Yue, planning to go out in the next two days, and quickly collect the necessary supplies to prepare for the winter.

Jian Yue also had the same thought, so she agreed and decided to go out tomorrow.

She and Zhou Youan went to the city to collect supplies, and Zheng Yue led a team out to cut wood. There were dead trees everywhere, but there were none. Mutant trees could also be cut down, and after being cut down and dried, they could also be used as firewood.

They have fire-type abilities, and these are not a problem.

Later, Gu Xiaoming came, obviously tired. It seemed that he was busy after returning and didn't have a good rest.

Gu Xiaoming mainly came to find Jian Yue and Zhou Youan, and it was for supplies.

Although it is hot in summer, it also affects going out, but it is still possible to collect supplies. Going out in winter is not only dangerous, but also leads to getting lost. Searching for supplies is not as convenient as summer.

Before the road was blocked by snow, he had to get another batch of supplies for the base.

The conversation took place in the wooden house, and now the first floor of the wooden house is basically a reception room.

When Gu Xiaoming entered the wooden house, he obviously felt that the temperature in the wooden house was higher than outside. He really didn't know that mutant trees had such good uses before.

Yesterday afternoon, Zhou You'an sent all the things he brought back from the Haishi base to the research institute, but he didn't take out the mutant tree in his space, which had already been negotiated and was given to his old leader.

Hurry up and build him a tree house so he can live comfortably this winter.

Winter is really too cold, if there are not a few fire-type supernatural beings taking turns to take care of him, he is just an old leader of ordinary people, and he will definitely suffer from frostbite.

The few people are very familiar with each other, and they don't even need to exchange pleasantries.

After taking his seat, Gu Xiaoming said directly: "Two things, one is that the mutant tree sent the mutant tree to my community, and the other is, I hope you can go on a mission with us."

"What task?" Jian Yue asked.

"Winter is coming, and the base urgently needs a lot of supplies. The military decided to go to another grain storage base." Gu Xiaoming replied.

Jian Yue was slightly surprised: "It's not about the black market, is it?"

She only knew that many people were dispatched to attack the black market, but she didn't know the specific situation, and even her memory was not clear because it was too long.