Wasteland Farming: A Handbook for Raising Human Cubs

Transmigrating into a post-apocalyptic world with mutated creatures, Zhao Xiaoxiu thought she was already unlucky enough.

She never expected that after waking up, her unreliable father would ...

Chapter 7 The mouse was bigger than her head

In the thirteen years of fighting against mutated plants and animals, human biologists have discovered that the emergence of mutated species is not all bad for humans.

For example, the hard teeth of mutant rats can be used to make tools for attacking mutant crustacean insects.

The magnetic element bubbles inside the mutated flying fish's body can create transportation vehicles that float on the ground.

There are also evolved fungi that can promote the healing of human wounds, and so on... In short, every mutated or evolved species on this planet has its uses.

If you find it troublesome to remove these mutated parts separately, you can simply send the entire mutated animal to the recycling center.

Zhao Xiaoxiu felt a surge of excitement.

But when she saw her living father in front of her, she felt a little uncertain.

Can he defeat mutated plants and animals?

Those menacing, ferocious tentacles must, probably, perhaps, have some fighting ability, right?

Zhao Xiaoxiu suggested, not entirely confidently, "Dad, we could also try hunting some small mutated animals to earn points."

Zhao Gang answered firmly, "Yes!"

Without thinking, he listened to his daughter and began searching for the mutated animal along the track in front of him.

Whether it was Zhao Gang's skill or the father and daughter's good luck, the bushes suddenly rustled a few times.

A small mutated rat suddenly darted past Zhao Gang's feet.

Without any inner turmoil, he decisively and swiftly swung the iron hook in his hand, killing it with a single blow.

Zhao Xiaoxiu stared at the mutated rat, who had died suddenly without even having a chance to utter a sound, her mouth agape in an "O" shape.

The outside world is indeed terrifying; the mouse is bigger than her head!

Seemingly sensing the cub's fear, Zhao Gang used a hook to lift the mutated rat up, and without caring whether the cub could accept it, he held it up to the front of his basket for the cub to see, telling her:

"The garbage parasitized by the virus is afraid of sound. If you shout, it will stop. If you step on its tail, it can't escape. If you have a weapon, you can kill it with one blow. Did you learn it?"

After saying that, he asked her with great interest, "Want to try it?"

As he spoke, he pointed forward with the hand holding the machete.

Zhao Xiaoxiu looked in that direction and saw only a patch of lush, sharp weeds.

"Forget it." Zhao Gang suddenly changed his mind again. "That one is too skinny. Next time, let's get some strong ones and catch two!"

He continued talking to himself, then threw the mutated rat on the hook into the weeds some distance away.

With a squeak, a medium-sized black mutant rat, about the size of a small wild boar, scurried out of the bushes.

Zhao Xiaoxiu shouted excitedly, "Hit it! Hit it!" Those are points!

The cub was excited, and so was Zhao Gang.

With a swift movement of his arm, two blood-red fleshy tentacles flew out, one on the left and one on the right, entangled the fleeing mutated rat, and strangled it to death!

Before Zhao Xiaoxiu could react, the medium-sized mutated rat had already been dragged to Zhao Gang's front by tentacles.

He withdrew the fleshy tentacles that were about to devour the mutated rat, turned back to look at the cubs in the basket on his back, as if to say: Daddy's awesome, isn't he!

Zhao Xiaoxiu was startled for a moment, not expecting her living father to be so powerful.

He instantly killed a medium-sized mutated rat that would be difficult for two adult men to handle.

Zhao Xiaoxiu clung to the edge of the basket, trying to peek out from inside the basket, which was taller than her.

Two mutated rats, one large and one small, lay intact, their deaths peaceful.

Her heart was racing, and she couldn't tell if she was excited or scared, but she still gave a thumbs up to the man in front of her who was waiting for praise.

Dinner's sorted out for tonight!

Zhao Xiaoxiu handed the burlap sack from her basket to Zhao Gang, her voice filled with joy: "Dad, pack it up."

Having obtained two mutated mice in a row, Zhao Xiaoxiu and Zhao Gang both became a little arrogant.

The father and daughter continued their search, hoping for an even greater harvest.

However, they wandered around until the sun was about to set without encountering a third mutated animal.

Zhao Xiaoxiu: "Really, there isn't any left?"

Having sensed every corner of the surrounding area, Zhao Gang shook his head with absolute certainty.

There really aren't any left!

Zhao Xiaoxiu could only blame the base troops for doing such a thorough cleanup recently.

As darkness fell, the father and daughter had no choice but to abandon their exploration.

Zhao Gang carried two mutated rats in his hands and his own cubs on his back. He walked quickly and steadily, returning to the base before the base gates closed.

Upon arriving at the recycling station, Granny Meng was in charge of the exchange work today.

Unexpectedly, the father and daughter brought back two mutated rats. Granny Meng was surprised that Zhao Gang had such abilities, and when she saw a head of yellow fur sticking out of the basket, she couldn't help but ask in shock and anger, "You actually took Xiaoxiu out of the base?!"

Zhao Gang nodded, "Of course I'd feel more at ease having the cub by my side."

Granny Meng was speechless at his self-righteous attitude.

The main force of the hunting team also returned, and a large group of people walked noisily toward the recycling station. Granny Meng had no choice but to quickly settle Zhao Gang's points.

"The bodies are all in good condition. The smaller one is worth three points, and the larger one is worth seven points, for a total of ten points."

While writing down the information, Granny Meng gestured to Zhao Gang to give her the points card.

Zhao Gang placed the card on the points machine, entered the password, and it displayed +10 points, for a total of 10.

Granny Meng gave him a rare look of relief.

Zhao Xiaoxiu struggled to support herself and stretched a hand out of her basket to wave to Granny Meng: "Goodbye, Granny."

Zhao Gang took the points card, carried Zhao Xiaoxiu to the convenience store on the first floor of the unfinished building, and exchanged it for two bottles of ordinary nutrient solution.

The father and daughter returned to their dark and cramped home on the fifth floor of the unfinished building.

It had gotten completely dark.

The dim yellow lights in the hallway outside shone, and the light seeped in through the cracks in the doors and windows, making the interior dimly lit.

Zhao Xiaoxiu divided the two vials of nutrient solution into two portions, keeping one for tomorrow and skillfully biting open the plastic packaging of the other, then putting it in her mouth to drink.

She was starving and drank very quickly, choking twice before stopping to find more water.

The water bottle was still in the basket. Zhao Gang, who was keeping a close eye on the cubs, strode to the basket, reached out, took out the water bottle, opened the lid, poured the water into Zhao Xiaoxiu's small cup, and then handed it to her.

Compared to the various discomforts outside the base, Zhao Gang was frighteningly skilled at taking care of the cubs, feeding and watering them.

Zhao Xiaoxiu drank most of a glass of water in one gulp and let out a comfortable "ha" sound.

When she's happy, colorful bubbles appear all over her body, which is especially beautiful.

Zhao Gang's eyes turned into vertical pupils again, darting around.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was sitting on a stool eating when he squatted down in front of her and watched her, his eyes practically glued to her head.

While comforting herself, Zhao Xiaoxiu handed the remaining half of the nutrient solution to Zhao Gang.

For some reason, even though her father said he wouldn't eat children, Zhao Xiaoxiu was still a little worried. What if he was starving?

People will even eat each other when they're starving, let alone someone who isn't even human.

Zhao Gang did not refuse. With a bit of curiosity, he took a sip of the nutrient solution that made the cub so happy. His brows immediately furrowed, and he showed an expression as if he had eaten shit.