The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

"Okay, I couldn't tell for a moment whether you were in Versailles or not."

"Why does this rice smell like dog food?"

"If we hadn't still had food on our lips, I would have scolded you."

"Then sister-in-law."

"Don't ask blindly!"

At the end of the world, how many people will be left who have not betrayed their relatives and separated from their relatives?

Chef Xu said cheerfully: "It's okay. She is at Base 9 with her children. I heard it's very nice there. At least it's safe, and there's still a living to do, so I'll still open a shop~"

"hiss!"

Could it be that Ning is the protagonist?

It was almost late at night.

Dozens of bonfires were lit on the island, and scattered torches loomed throughout the island, swaying in the wind.

No one is a fool. Doing more work now is more comfortable than getting up in the freezing cold early in the morning and working hungry.

Basically, when trees were cut down and weeds were pulled out, the elk and wild boars that left footprints were all chased and intercepted by a group of high-spirited survivors, who were then carried back groaning.

"The last group of people were really nothing. We discovered it first, but we were blocked by them in the dark."

"Okay, okay, just say a few words. We still have a lot of rabbits and foxes who are hungry."

"It's really nothing. We even saved their lives."

"There are so many of them. If they behave too well, they may not be able to eat enough tomorrow. There's nothing we can do about it."

After arriving on the isolated island, more than a thousand people had already disbanded on the spot. It was impossible for them to continue to eat from the same big pot as they did when they were a small group. It would not be possible for them to fall out with each other. If they eat more and occupy more, it would be inevitable to have disputes.

There are still more than fifty people on Li Cang's side, no more, no less, and none of the miners who have been "abused" have escaped.

In three hours, they had brought back two large elk, a small wild boar, dozens of rabbits, foxes, lemmings, mice, badgers and other small animals, as well as dead trees and shrubs and vines to use as firewood. It’s a small amount, but it’s a rich harvest.

All empty islands with a diameter of less than ten kilometers in a tundra environment are desolate and barren. Fortunately, they were able to find so much meat by taking the first step. Those who realized later would probably have to dig mouse holes.

"Thank you for your hard work," Chef Xu was very satisfied. "This is enough for everyone to have a full meal tomorrow!"

It's hard work for him as a cook, but seeing these big eaters eating more than pigs and lambs, he instinctively feels a sense of happiness and accomplishment.

A large pot of swamp silt water was burning in two large pots on the fire. It was bubbling and emitting a strange smell of mud and grass roots. The water vapor was cooled through the pipes and dripped and collected inside the containers.

The water distilled in such a crude manner will inevitably be stained with a peculiar smell, but it is enough to make the envious eyes of those around you glow red.

The steamed water was boiled in another small pot, and the small red and black berries that mice loved to eat were boiled with water. More than 50 people each scooped up half a bowl of berry tea and drank it steamingly. It felt like an entire island. The prettiest guy in the world is the one who didn't run away.

At breakfast time the next day, there was still a fairy atmosphere here, which made the faces of several groups of people nearby almost make sour juice come out of their faces.

After an exquisite or sloppy, sumptuous or simple breakfast, more than a dozen groups of people from more than a dozen gathering points left each group on the isolated island. Those who were confident enough to get through looked at the suspension bridge, and the large group of people went out to start construction on the garbage mountain— —Nothing is important. Filling your stomach and not going hungry is the first priority.

In order to prevent the unstable garbage mountain from collapsing, everyone agreed to start digging from the "top of the mountain". When they were tired, they would go out to guard their own supplies, and then transport them back to the island in batches.

The predecessors of these garbage mountains are not wild island fragments. They come from three residential settlement areas. Except for the dirt, garbage and stones, they can be said to be all life-saving treasures.

With enough resources, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot, and everyone started talking and laughing while digging.

Maybe it was because there was too much movement, or maybe the wave of zombies yesterday were unwilling to give up. In short, they only dug until about 11 o'clock, and the sentry informed everyone to run away quickly.

"At least a thousand, brothers, stop digging, the wind is blowing!"

The things that five to six hundred people worked hard to dig out were really not even willing to leave to the walking corpses, and they all moved as fast as mobile resource packs.

There are few people on Li Cang's side and he doesn't need much food to survive, so he plans to build a shelter first.

They chose a small mound not far from the Gudao Suspension Bridge, and dug down to a depth of less than 1 meter. As expected, a layer of ice-covered stones was revealed, and everyone was overjoyed.

"Good brother, you are indeed a top student in surveying and mapping. You can even see the rocks underneath. Are you a clairvoyant?"

"Hey, I said don't be in a hurry to start a fire. Expand the land first and clear out the grass and roots!"

"Okay, this has to be two to three hundred square meters, that's enough!"

As long as the dry vines that are not so dry are ignited, they can burn half-yin and half-yang for a long time.

The rock layer is covered with these things, and the firelight, green smoke, and water vapor are mixed together, exuding a strange smell of soil mixed with a sour aroma like steamed buns.

After half a day, the ashes were swept away, and the entire mound was dry. Finally, the tundra soil could be squeezed out of water and ice residue without sleeping.

Plywood, wood, plastic sheeting and all kinds of construction debris were used together, and a dozen simple tents, shacks, and even a fence to guard against gentlemen and villains were put up before midnight, which was very decent.

“Comfortable~”

"I have nothing to ask for, I'm already too wanton~"

"That's great, it's great. These days, it feels like sleeping in the mud. Today, I finally slept on a 'hot bed'!"

The residual heat from burning the dead grass, shrubs and vines had not yet dissipated. Everyone took a quick bite, lay down in their clothes while it was hot, and slept soundly.

The next day, as usual, they had to find enough food for 50 people to eat for a day. The rest was given priority to building materials, weapons and things that could keep warm and serve as bedding.

After a few days, the difference was obvious.

Everyone in Li Cang slept well and wore warm clothes. They were all in high spirits. There was even an unprofessional teacher Tony who cut everyone's hair and shaved everyone's face and braided clean and refreshing ponytails for the female comrades.

Looking at the other groups, uh, it seems that there is no change except that everyone looks more haggard. They still sleep on wet and cold moss, eat barbecue, and drink water in a mess.

By the time they remembered to mess around, Li Cang had already divided the people who were recuperating into three groups: one group stayed behind, one group mined, and one group searched the surrounding area.

Usually you can pick up a few coins from the morning glory flowers that bloomed from the corpses of zombies, but there are very few of them. Except for the first wave of big fights where everyone picked up a lot, the rest seemed to be picked by the living zombies.

This makes people a little curious, can zombies still use coins?

"Not good." Song Cheng's face was quite ugly. "I have been walking around for several days, but I haven't seen any shadow of an island with subordinates."

"The wishing interface tells me that there are still two-thirds of the island area left. Can such a big island disappear out of thin air?"

"What the hell should I do? I can't just get rid of the shadow of the zombies and move again."

"Hey, everyone, you may not believe it, but I didn't have such a good life on my own island before, hahaha"

"Yes, I have gained weight these days!"

"Sister, you are so kind, and you are fat."

Li Leisi, who was lying in the tent, was overwhelmed with grief when she heard this, and shed tears of humble regret.