This kind of life seems not bad. Xiao Yi thought secretly in his heart. He knew that he could not indulge in this kind of comfort forever. The crisis of the end of the world still existed. He needed to continue working hard to improve his strength and protect himself and those around him.

However, at this moment, he was willing to temporarily put aside his worries and troubles and enjoy this rare tranquility and beauty. He raised the orange juice in his hand, smiled at himself in the mirror, and drank it all.

Xiao Yi stood beneath the ruined eaves, his gaze piercing as he gazed out across the devastated land ravaged by the apocalypse. His right hand tightly grasped a bandage, where a wound from a recent battle with a mutant beast ached. However, Xiao Yi showed no sign of retreating, his eyes gleaming with determination.

He knew that in the apocalypse, danger was everywhere, and every breath could be his last. To survive in this world filled with uncertainty and fear, his body was his most important asset. Therefore, the first thing he did after his wounds healed was to begin the brutal yet necessary training.

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, feeling the dust and decay in the air. He took slow steps, each step firm and powerful. He knew that every step he took depended on his hope of survival and carried expectations for the future.

He arrived at a vast expanse of ruins. This was once a bustling city, but now only broken walls and abandoned buildings remained. Xiao Yi looked around, a surge of pride welling up in his heart. He would forge a new legend in these ruins with his sweat and hard work.

Xiao Yi began his training. He first performed a series of basic physical training, running, push-ups, squats... Every movement was done standardly and powerfully. Sweat soaked his clothes, but he didn't care, just silently persisted.

As the training progressed, Xiao Yi began to challenge more difficult movements. He climbed dilapidated buildings and jumped over obstacles. Every challenge made him feel excited and satisfied. He seemed to be able to feel his strength growing, and his body becoming more agile and stronger.

However, the dangers of the apocalypse always creep in silently. One day, while Xiao Yi was concentrating on training, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He quickly turned around and saw a huge mutant beast pouncing towards him.

Xiao Yi didn't panic. He quickly adjusted his breathing and gathered all his strength. He rushed forward to meet the mutant beast's attack and punched it hard on the head. The mutant beast let out a shrill howl and its body shook.

Xiao Yi took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, his fists and kicks raining down on the mutant beast. Each attack was accompanied by a muffled sound, showing his powerful strength. The mutant beast retreated step by step under Xiao Yi's attack, and finally fell to the ground after letting out a desperate roar.

Xiao Yi panted heavily as he stood beside the mutant beast's corpse. He felt a wave of exhaustion, but more of a sense of accomplishment. He knew that the victory in this battle was inseparable from his unremitting training and exercise.

He gazed into the distance, his heart filled with confidence and hope. He knew that as long as he continued to work hard and train, he would be able to survive in this apocalyptic world and create his own glory.

So, Xiao Yi continued to devote himself to training, his figure jumping and running on the ruins... His story continued, and his legend was quietly being written on this apocalyptic land.

Compared to the abundance and diversity of the outside world, our food choices seem monotonous and limited. Carefully modified potatoes and sweet potatoes always take center stage on our daily tables. These new crop varieties were cultivated by scientists through countless trials and improvements in extreme environments of extreme cold and heat.

They do retain the nutritional value of the original potatoes and sweet potatoes, providing our bodies with essential energy and nutrients. However, in terms of taste, they are completely different from the naturally grown crops they once were.

Those naturally grown potatoes have thin skin, tender flesh, and a delicate texture. A bite of them feels like a gift from nature and the accumulation of time. But today's modified potatoes, while still nutritious, have a rougher texture and even a hint of indescribable bitterness.

Similarly, the sweet potatoes of the past, sweet, soft, and fragrant, are fond childhood memories for many people. While today's improved sweet potatoes still fill the stomach, the sweetness and fragrance that penetrated deep into the bones are gone.

We understand that this is a necessary compromise for survival. In this extreme environment, being able to eat such improved food is already a great blessing. However, every time when the night is quiet, we still can't help but miss those flavors, those gifts from nature.

Perhaps one day in the future, we will be able to taste naturally grown crops again and experience that long-lost beauty. But until then, we can only cherish every bite of food in front of us and be grateful for the life and strength it brings us.

In Xiao Yi's private space, a vibrant scene unfolded before his eyes. This place was completely different from the apocalyptic world he lived in, as if it were a paradise forgotten by time.

The tomatoes in the space were plump and round, as red as the sunset glow of summer, making people happy at the sight of them. They were not those modified crops with bland taste, but possessed a natural and pure deliciousness. Every time Xiao Yi gently picked a tomato, he could feel its heavy weight and the slight warmth coming from his fingertips.

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