Chapter 698 703. New Worries

Qiao Zixi shook her head, said something and left.

"When he wants to come back, he will come back naturally."

Feng Chunwan fell to the ground crying. At this moment, the person who was once so arrogant and had driven the original owner Qiao Zixi and her mother away so that they had no place to stand in Kyoto, completely collapsed. Her two children, one dead and one missing, had taken away her beloved children and all her hopes of living.

When Feng Chunwan stumbled away, the girls felt very uncomfortable, not because they sympathized with Qiao Meili's death, but because they were shocked by maternal love.

For the dead, everything is over, but for the living, living is a torture.

Qiao Zixi stood on the balcony, watching Feng Chunwan fall and get up again, stumbling towards the gate of the base, and finally being pulled back by Qiao Guozheng who hurried over.

When their eyes met, Qiao Guozheng lowered his head in embarrassment. This man seemed to have aged overnight.

Qiao Zixi looked at the backs of the two people supporting each other as they walked back, and sighed softly. People with feelings in the world are trapped by love, while people without feelings are free.

Behind him, Lin Shishi came over and asked a question that had been in her mind for a long time.

"What kind of poison was Qiao Meili poisoned with?"

Qiao Zixi stared at the horizon and softly uttered three words.

"Dead Leaf Butterfly."

"Dead Leaf Butterfly? Is there an antidote for this poison?"

This time, Qiao Zixi did not answer.

Lin Shishi stared at her back and fell silent.

"Mother!"

Just when the atmosphere was silent, little Qiao Qiao, who had been sleeping lazily, woke up. He walked over in his pajamas and cotton slippers on his feet, hugged Qiao Zixi's legs, and laughed with his head tilted back.

"Mother!"

Qiao Zixi picked him up and put him in her down jacket, leaving only his little head exposed. The little guy smiled happily.

The villa returned to its former warmth and tranquility, while Han Yixiao and his group, who were heading towards the East China Sea, looked at the cracked fields and dry ground and sighed.

"It hasn't rained in almost a year."

"The last time it rained so heavily, it turned out to be all the rain for the year."

"If it's just one year, it's fine. But what if it doesn't rain for the rest of the year?"

"Actually, the lack of rain doesn't have any impact on us. After all, the water we drink is provided by water-based psychics."

"But it will affect those mutant plants and animals. If it continues without rain, I'm afraid they will become even more ferocious. After all, human blood can quench their thirst."

At this point, everyone was worried. In the two years since the apocalypse, zombies were rampant, the temperature dropped sharply, droughts were severe, and supplies deteriorated. Everything was pressing down on all the survivors.

Fortunately, the Kyoto base has opened up a large base integrating breeding and planting. The soil inside is all black soil burned by heavenly fire. The seeds have been optimized for several generations and have adapted to the environment of the end of the world. Otherwise, relying on the few materials that have not deteriorated is far from enough for human survivors.

In addition, a small-scale production line has been established within the base to produce some daily necessities.

Railway lines have been opened in all five major bases. As a next step, the base leaders have decided to study communications and must solve the problem of the lack of communication between bases and between survivors.

Science and technology, communications, and agriculture are all progressing steadily. Although the environment in the end times is becoming increasingly cruel, humans are still actively adapting and trying to restore human order.

(End of this chapter)