Chapter 968 Artistic Life
Of course, there is also a base that has summarized a rule. As long as the pink flowers are not harmed, if the black flowers are found growing from the pink flower cuttings, the black flowers should be removed in time. Do not remove the pink flowers first and then the black flowers. Otherwise, the toxins of the black flowers will not be suppressed and will soon spread rapidly among the crowd.
There is no need for Baihua City to confirm this point. All institutions that focus on studying pink flowers know this.
However, some institutions chose to remain silent and wait and see, while some institutions chose to fan the flames and were happy to see Baihua City's current isolated status.
"An Ran, An Ran!"
In Baihua City, Zhao Ru ran into An Ran's yard, shouting and holding a glass bottle.
With the arrival of spring, the weather gradually warmed up. Green vines were entangled on the metal nets high in the sky. Today, it was a rare day without any mutant birds passing by. Except for some monsters coming from the South Gate, they were killed by Zhan Lian, Luo Feifan, Zhang Boxun, Yun Tao and other fighters. Baihua City was relatively peaceful.
Everyone has returned to their daily routine, farming and guarding the land every day, and then repairing the roof and patching the metal net above their heads. As long as the giant bird doesn't come, the net and plants will work together to defend, so people can rest assured.
Due to the special environment and structure of Baihua City, it actually doesn’t matter whether the roof is repaired or not. After the roof was collapsed by the mutant bird flock, the stone roof that was supposed to be there was completely covered by mutant trees. The stone houses of every household seemed to be embedded in huge tree trunks.
It doesn't matter whether the roof is repaired or not, but some people are more particular about it and want to make their house look better, more unique, and more artistic. Such people are completely extinct in other bases that are on the verge of collapse, but there are still many of them in Baihua City.
So everyone put some new stones on the roof and carved flowers, plants, birds and insects on them. Some made vases on their roofs, and some carved four hooks. Anyway, it was very beautiful. The city of flowers was full of art.
Only An Ran's house was left untouched. Zhan Lian had asked An Ran if they wanted to renovate their house and add some artistic touches to it, but An Ran looked at her own house. The roof was covered with thorns, and the walls were covered with flowers, one after another. If she hadn't strongly opposed it, there would be nowhere to step in the yard. How could they add some artistic touches? Her house was already full of art, so there was no need to renovate it!
An Ran waved his hand and Zhan Lian had to give up.
Flocks of mutant birds would fly from south to north every two or three days, and the people in the north were suffering terribly. However, everyone had finally made it from the beginning of the apocalypse to the third year of this apocalypse, and most of them had some ability to survive. Baihua City just had to take care of itself, and it was really powerless to do anything else.
Just like that, in such a harsh environment, spring slowly came. An Ran was teaching her children to draw in the yard. When she looked up, she saw a few black flowers and a small white flower in the glass bottle in Zhang Ru's hand, and the water in the glass bottle was blood red, which looked like blood.
"What is this?" An Ran couldn't help but ask curiously.
"New discovery, new discovery." Zhao Ru handed the vase in her hand to An Ran like offering a treasure, "Do you know what this is?"
(End of this chapter)