Transmigrating into an apocalyptic novel, he gains a storage space.
He sells off all his property and starts a shopping spree.
Slaps the face of his stepmother and kicks out the scumbag...
Chapter 122 No, I have to stop fooling around
After returning home, it was still early, and Chen Que felt that he could not slack off in training Eggplant, so he took it over to continue training.
Meng Ci entered the space to see what happened to the snow that had been piled up in the space.
The previous infinite soil was in the northwest corner, but this time the snow automatically accumulated in the northeast corner.
"ah!"
Seeing the snow in the sky, Meng Ci couldn't help but marvel.
He just put some snow blocks into the space, how did it turn into a snow mountain?
Calling it a snow mountain is actually not that exaggerated.
The height is about five meters, the radius is three meters, and it is piled in the northeast corner like a semi-cone.
Meng Ci was surprised.
I was worried before that there wouldn’t be enough snow, but now I don’t have to worry about that anymore.
That is, I don’t know if this snow is infinite like the soil and water in space.
In order to verify this hypothesis, Meng Ci took a new shovel and scooped two shovels into the basin.
Sure enough, the snow pile soon returned to its previous integrity.
Meng Ci was very satisfied. He finally didn't have to worry about being burned to death when it was extremely hot.
However, Meng Ci thought of the mound of earth a thousand meters away.
Compared with the snow-capped mountains, the mound is too small.
Meng Ci thought about it for a moment, wondering if it was because he had put too little soil into the space before?
So Meng Ci planned to find some soil and put it into the space to see if the pile of soil could still grow.
The eggplants in the space have grown up. Meng Ci brought a basin and picked a large bag of them. There were also other green vegetables, and Meng Ci picked another bag.
The watermelons planted on the ground have already borne fruit. They are now the size of a fist and will be ripe in less than two days.
Meng Ci began to plan in his mind that the watermelon could be squeezed into watermelon juice and made into watermelon ice cream...
When he reached the fruit area, Meng Ci picked up a banana, peeled it and started eating.
After walking around inside, Meng Ci pulled out a basket full of grapes.
Meng Ci took them out of the space along with the vegetables in his hands.
Compared to grapes, Meng Ci prefers to eat raisins.
Although this thing has a lot of seeds, you don't need to peel it.
So when I bought them, I only bought twenty baskets of grapes.
As for grapes, he bought fifty baskets at once.
After leaving the space, Meng Ci washed a bunch of grapes and ate several in a row while sitting on the sofa.
I took out my phone and checked the time. It took me half an hour to enter the space this time.
Then I wrote it down on a spreadsheet on my phone.
Looking at the time counted in the spreadsheet, Meng Ci sighed.
Every twenty-four hours, space can be accumulated for one hour.
These days, Meng Ci had to go into the space to grow vegetables and take a bath, wasting a lot of time.
Especially after hanging out with Shen Que every time, he had to go into the space and take a half-hour bath to relieve his fatigue.
Sometimes when it is too cold, Meng Ci will go into the space to put on clothes.
Now the accumulated time is only more than seventy hours, which is just three days.
It seems that I will have to reduce the time I spend in space in the future.
Looking at the reasons for wasting time recorded on his phone, Meng Ci sighed.
It seems that in the future I will reduce the amount of food and let it cool down. This way I don't have to take a bath and can stay for half an hour longer.
As for why Meng Ci cared so much about the time in space, it was because he remembered that before the extreme cold ended, the temperature would drop to more than minus seventy degrees Celsius for five days.
The temperature is only about minus fifty degrees Celsius now, and Meng Ci sometimes can't stand sleeping in the middle of the night without a fire in the kang.
Not to mention minus seventy degrees.
So Meng Ci planned at the beginning to save at least six days and stay in the space during this time.
It is now February 25th, and the temperature is minus seventy degrees Celsius from June 20th to June 25th.
Meng Ci began to calculate. There were still one hundred and fourteen days from now until June 20th.
Three days only takes seventy-two hours.
Meng Ci's eyes lit up. With this calculation, he still had time to take a bath for half an hour!
Doesn't that mean he can continue to fool around with Shen Que?
Thinking of this, Meng Ci felt satisfied.
Now that the atmosphere has been set, why not do it tonight?
Thinking of this, Meng Ci took out a bottle of red wine from the space, and then took out two steaks bought in the United States, two servings of black pepper cream chicken pasta, a bowl of shrimp soup, and a pumpkin pie.
Because the space has a fresh-keeping function, the food taken out looks like it has just been cooked.
However, Meng Ci looked at the portion and felt that it might not be enough for two people, so he took out two bowls of braised eggplant rice and put them on the stove.
Meng Ci moved the dining table to the balcony and placed several meals on it.
He then took out two candlesticks and six candles from the space and lit them one by one.
Meng Ci naturally did not forget other things such as tableware and wine glasses.
The only regret is that Meng Ci doesn’t know how to fold flowers with a napkin, otherwise he would have folded two of them high and low.
The atmosphere became lively. Meng Ci looked at the time. It was almost five o'clock, and Shen Que's training with Eggplant should also be over.
So Meng Ci took out two fish, two boxes of rice, and a pot of braised pork from the space and poured them into the eggplant rice bowl.
Then he turned off the lights in the room and sat upright in a chair waiting for Shen Cong to come.
Bang.
The security door was opened.
"Xiao Ci, is there no diesel in the generator?"
Shen Que closed the door and didn't hear Meng Ci's voice, and was very worried.
Could it be that the room was closed too tightly, causing Meng Ci to suffer from carbon dioxide poisoning?
Thinking of this, Shen Que quickened his pace.
As a result, when he came in, he saw Meng Ci's face, which flickered in the candlelight, but the eyes looking at him were shining brightly.
"Little words."
Eggplant smelled the fragrance of the food, ran happily to its food bowl and started eating quickly.
Shen Que walked slowly towards Meng Ci step by step and stopped two steps away from the dining table.
"What is this?" Shen Que asked softly.
Meng Ci stood up, walked to Shen Que, and extended a hand to him.
“This is our world for two.”
Shen Que put his hand in Meng Ci's and let Meng Ci take him to his seat.
Picking up the red wine on the table, Meng Ci poured a glass for each person and then returned to his seat.
"Shen Que, do you like it?"
Meng Ci thought, it’s a good thing it’s night time now, otherwise someone would definitely notice the blush on his face.
"I like it." Shen Que said truthfully.
Hearing this, Meng Ci was happy.
After drinking, the two began to enjoy the food.
The candlelight flickered, and a warm atmosphere filled the entire room.
As time goes by, the candle becomes shorter.
But the two people who were originally facing each other at the dining table suddenly came together at some point, and their figures began to overlap, reflected on the curtains.
A restrained yet joyful sound, a moan.
Eggplant covered his ears in the nest and whimpered softly.
The owner was bullied again, but it didn't dare to rescue him.
That cold-faced guy is really too much. I will definitely teach him a lesson during training tomorrow.