Seeing that Jiang Ning looked unhappy, Huo Yishen comforted him, "You don't have to worry. Coke has a high IQ and is the most loyal companion of humans. I believe it won't."

Jiang Ning was unsure, after all, the extreme cold lasted for a year, and when Kele was hacked to death while trying to save her, it was only three months.

At that time, it only wanted to protect her, and would not let go even if it was beaten to death...

The scene was too bloody. Jiang Ning didn't want to recall it and just hugged Kele tightly.

This time, it was her turn to protect it.

Sensing her abnormal mood, the dog jumped into her arms: What's wrong with the poop scooper?

"Don't worry, I will train it well."

Discipline well? Coke is grinding its teeth. Hasn't it graduated?

Huo Yishen stroked its dog's head and said, "Training is cultivation. We must cultivate until we grow old."

The dog's mouth is crooked, ha!

After returning home, Jiang Ning measured its height and weight and recorded the data for each part of its body.

Not only it, but also Big Gray and Little White are wanted.

I touched them several times. I don't know if it was because I was neurotic, but I felt that they had changed and were becoming more and more courageous.

It took several days to make more than 2,000 bamboo arrows, and at the same time the crossbow shooting skills were also improved.

As the aisle was not far enough, a few people went to the rooftop to challenge the limits.

In the weather of minus 40 degrees Celsius, I wrapped myself up like a bear and continued to roll.

Everyone wants to lie down, but no one dares to do so, for fear that if they do, they will never have the chance to get up again.

But it was so cold that my hands were shaking like Parkinson's.

Seeing Jiang Ning's steady performance, Zhang Chao almost doubted his life, "Ning, how did you do it?"

She wasn't wearing as much clothes as him, but she didn't seem to be cold at all. This wasn't scientific!

Jiang Ning glanced at him and said, "Super, I am not sickly or weak, and I have a passionate heart."

Sick Lu Yu, "..."

I really would like to thank him. He did not forget the connotation even in the end times of natural disasters. Who did he offend?

Who the hell is sick? His wife says he’s doing great lately!

When crushing became a habit, the two completely gave up resisting. Moreover, Jiang Ning had Huo Yishen as his personal coach, so his strength was indeed becoming more and more abnormal.

It felt like she was about to soar to the sky. Not only was her martial arts level soaring, but even her physical strength was increasing like a rocket.

I have no idea what the weather is like. The damp and cold air penetrates into the bones and it feels like my soul is frozen.

But look at her, and then look at Huo Yishen...

Uh, he was wearing far less than the other two. I really envied his incredible physique.

Just be awesome!

I can’t compete with him, and I can’t afford to get hurt. I’d better practice my crossbow shooting first.

After a few days of rest, Huo Yishen invited him to practice sparring with him.

Jiang Ning was puzzled, "Your arm doesn't seem to be healed yet."

"It's okay, one hand is fine, as long as you don't scratch my sore spot."

Pain point? Oh, he meant the shoulder, or the peach?

Okay, Jiang Ning admitted that it was a bit crooked.

She still had some martial virtues, and really didn't attack his sore spots, and even took the initiative to avoid them.

Huo Yishen was also a man of real ability. Even after becoming a one-armed monk, he did not let Jiang Ning take advantage of him.

At the same time, independence is terrifying.

Doudou fell down while cooking dumplings. Jiang Ning thought he would take the opportunity to ask her to help with cooking or give Doudou some cooking advice.

The incident was caused by her, so she was mentally prepared if he spoke.

However, Huo Yishen did not mention anything and solved everything himself.

This made Jiang Ning breathe a sigh of relief.

Even today, even though the atmosphere on the 18th floor is harmonious, her vigilance has not lowered.

If Huo Yishen spoke up, she would definitely help, but she would keep her distance from then on.

To put it bluntly, he had a soft tissue contusion in his shoulder, which means he is not really unable to move. He just can't lift heavy objects or do large movements. He doesn't have any major problems in his daily life.

If someone wants to take advantage of someone, he must have a purpose. What is that purpose? Most likely it is not ordinary material things.

There is no way. After struggling for many years in the apocalypse, even if I could start over again, my mentality could not be cleared. I think everyone has bad intentions.

What's more, she possesses the secret of space and cannot afford to take the risk!

In short, his various behaviors made her look at him with admiration.

Grandma Zhong knocked on the door again, feeling mixed emotions.

Mr. Zhong and Zhong Ping were technical researchers. After the interview, they got the job without any suspense and were paid 15 kilograms of rice or noodles every month.

Zhong's mother is a teacher and could not meet the technical requirements, but she was successfully hired as a member of the lowest level corpse collection team.

Even though collecting corpses is unlucky and the pay is low, there is a constant stream of people applying for the job.

There are only five kilograms of rice per month, but one work meal is included. I can't say that I can eat very full, but after all, it is hard work, so eating 70% to 80% full is no problem, and there are also other benefits.

The elimination rate was extremely high, and the possibility of Zhong's mother being hired was very low, but Grandma Zhong was a smart old woman, so she asked her daughter-in-law to secretly give 2 kilograms of kudzu powder to the interviewer, and the job was done.

"Xiao Jiang, if any of you want to go for the interview, I'll ask Zhong Ping's mother to take you there."

She was worried that these young people were too stubborn and unwilling to use backdoors to give gifts. Work is the guarantee of life, and one cannot be too ambitious or act on impulse.

Sorry, I just want to give up on the 18th floor, but I still thank Grandma Zhong for her kindness.

The reason why Grandma Zhong braved the cold weather to go out was definitely not because of such a small matter.

As expected, Grandma Zhong looked worried and asked, "Those who are collecting the protection grain have already received it at Building 8, and will soon arrive at our building. What are your plans?"

Food is life. Who is willing to give up their life?

Grandma Zhong is not afraid of death at this age, but if there is a chance to live, who would choose to die?

Even if she doesn't consider herself, she has to consider her family.

Besides, greed is the only way to achieve success.

Each person is given three kilograms of grain. If it can be collected successfully, the next step should be to increase it to five kilograms.

She had lived through the famine era and witnessed all kinds of evil forces. These inhuman beasts would never give up until they had squeezed every ounce of her alive.

Once the hole is opened, it will definitely be hell.

But the Zhong family is made up of gentlemen who are too weak to do anything. Let alone fighting with them, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything to them even if I sacrifice my life.

So, I had the audacity to come up and ask the people on the 18th floor.

Jiang Ning knew what she meant, but he didn't rush to answer. "Our community is so big. If everyone works together and rushes in, are we afraid that we can't deal with them?"

Grandma Zhong sighed, "Those people have many tricks. First, they deal with the building managers who can take the lead and give them appropriate benefits. Isn't that making them accomplices?"

Jiang Ning was a little surprised, "No one resisted?"

"That's right. The building managers of Buildings 15 and 16 were upright people. They led the survivors in resistance and even reported the case to the police. The bodies of the two people were thrown at the door the next day. The building manager of Building 16 was a woman, but she was killed by those beasts..."

"The police didn't care?"

"It's not that we didn't manage it, but we couldn't manage it at all."