Shishi stared intently at the guy who was blushing as he climbed onto the plane, her memory flashing back to the time when she was listening to gossip in the male soldiers' dormitory in the camp, and this guy was wearing shorts and watching the spectacle.
“Hey, you’re here too. He’s as skinny as a monkey, and his waist isn’t even as thick as the boss’s.”
"Yes, there will probably be many more people we know."
He was referring to someone from two overlapping worlds, whom Ming Hailiang assumed had also dined at the restaurant and met him.
Hello.
He's a bit shy in this world.
The next second his stomach started bulging, and his face turned even redder.
I haven't eaten in a long time, so I just drink water when I'm hungry. There's a reason why I'm thin.
Xie Lin released the two wild pheasants that Guagua had just roasted—the same two that the man had killed—so they wouldn't go to waste.
Break off four legs and give two to Shishi, one to Chou Chou and one to Xiao Shi, and the rest of the chicken meat, one to him and one to Ming Hailiang.
Peel off all the skin from Ming Hailiang's dog and scrape off the excess oil.
He shouldn't eat oily food right now.
The wild boar is awake and lively; it will still have offspring, so it won't affect anything.
"Eat up, then we'll set off."
The aroma of the meat made Ming Hailiang swallow hard.
These people all had rosy complexions and plump figures, so they shouldn't lack food. He, who had been starving for several days, shouldn't be reserved. He thanked them and started eating right away.
As he ate, his eyes reddened.
His parents passed away when he was young, and he had a younger sister to rely on. They were separated by work, and after the apocalypse, he couldn't find his sister even after traveling to several cities.
My younger sister is a good cook, and she always cooks for him whenever we get together. There's always roast chicken, because he loves it.
He hadn't eaten his sister's cooking in a long time.
Little sister, where are you? Will your brother ever see you again?
After the family finished sharing a chicken, they saw someone burst into tears, completely dumbfounded.
Guagua fell into self-doubt, "Dude, the roast chicken isn't spicy or hot, it's just brushed with a layer of honey, it's sweet, are you allergic to honey?"
"Ugly, get ready for emergency treatment. Severe allergies can be fatal."
Chou Chou quickly smeared the oil off her fingers and placed her little paws on Ming Hailiang's hand.
Hmm? My heart is beating a little fast, but there's nothing wrong with it.
Ming Hailiang sniffed, realizing that everyone had misunderstood.
"I'm fine, the chicken was delicious. I just miss my sister. We haven't been able to find her even after all this time since the apocalypse. Maybe she..."
What follows is left unsaid; those who understand will understand.
They'll either turn into dead people or zombies.
The latter still has a chance, but the former is truly separated by life and death.
"Cheer up and take us to a place you're familiar with. After we deal with those people, I'll take you to the main base. Your hometown is in Beijing, so maybe your sister is there."
Xie Lin wiped his and the other children's hands clean and sat in the cockpit.
Ming Hailiang nodded sullenly.
He went to the main base in Beijing, but his sister wasn't there. He also searched for her at bases in several neighboring cities, but she was nowhere to be found.
He thought his sister would come to the city where he worked to find him, so he returned, but she was still nowhere to be found. The environment became increasingly difficult, and even getting a meal was a struggle, so he had no choice but to give up the search.
Shishi waited politely until he finished eating the chicken before asking, "Don't you usually have any food to eat? You're just a skeleton with a layer of skin on top of you."
Ming Hailiang smiled bitterly, "No grain means no food. The base has less and less grain and can't grow any new grain, so naturally we get less."
"The food outside has been almost completely looted. Every time the base goes out to search for supplies, they find very little food. I estimate that the base's granaries will be empty soon."
"It's not just our city; I estimate that every city is pretty much the same."
The head of the front cabin frowned. "Is your base a civilian organization or an official one?"
"It's a military base. Although it's not very big, it still has tens of thousands of people. Survivors from surrounding cities come to seek refuge there, so the pressure is immense."
"Food is running out. Not to mention us, even the soldiers with superpowers guarding the base are skin and bones."
“Agricultural scientists at other bases are researching farming, and I’ve heard they’ve already achieved some results, but I don’t know if it’s true or not.”
"Even if it's true, it will take some time before new crops can be grown, and it's unknown how many people will be able to get through that period."
That's a fact; without food, it's really hard to assess the situation.
It wasn't that he was pessimistic; he simply couldn't see a future, and the light in his eyes was gradually fading.
This time, it's less about searching for supplies and more about trying our luck.
If you're lucky, you might make a profit; if you're unlucky, all that effort will be wasted, and you might even lose your life.
Xie Lin was in a heavy mood.
If even military bases are out of food, it means the national grain reserves are truly empty; otherwise, they wouldn't stand idly by and watch people die.
After receiving the antidote, I didn't know the small door could still be opened, or even where it was, so I never thought of coming back.
He thought that the discovery of the antidote would bring a glimmer of hope, but he never imagined that the darkness before dawn would be so long.
"Where is your base? I have a batch of grain that I can give to the base."
A glint flashed in Ming Hailiang's dull eyes, and he suddenly looked up.
"Really? Really?" The trembling voice was filled with disbelief and overwhelming joy.
"Really, give me directions quickly, don't waste time."
The grain received from R and M countries is in large quantities, and with the grain provided by the wind, it can last for a while.
Last time I heard Zhou's father say that Shishi's mother and two older brothers were researching grain cultivation, I suppose Ming Hailiang was referring to them.
It's a good thing to have a result.
The plane slowly ascended. Ming Hailiang pointed out the address, and Guagua had a map of this world in his mind. He navigated in a straight line and soon arrived over the base.
But when they saw the horrific scene below, they were enraged.
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