"Dad, your cooking is really good."
Xia Muge looked at the renovated basement and couldn't help but look at his father in surprise.
Indeed, a craftsman is a craftsman.
Xia Muge's father said with a smile, "Of course, after all, our family owns a supermarket."
Speaking of which, Xia Muge's father was a legendary figure in the business world.
In that era, China was short of resources, and almost all business tycoons started from humble beginnings to seize opportunities.
Xia Muge's father was the same.
However, starting a business is easy, but maintaining it is difficult.
With the abundance of resources in China, many entrepreneurs who had once enjoyed great success quickly went bankrupt. But he was able to expand his business further and further.
If starting a business is initially a reckless gamble driven by sheer courage, then growing the business into a large enterprise is a test of wisdom and courage.
Because he was above average in this respect, he left Xia Muge a huge estate.
However, Xia Muge in the original world did not inherit his father's good qualities. On the contrary, he was spoiled rotten by his mother and spent all his time spending money.
But now, the end of the world has come, and all the hard work has come to nothing.
But his father had a pretty good attitude. Although he had lost everything he had worked so hard for, at least he had survived.
"Next is ventilation to dissipate the formaldehyde and other odors in the house."
Xia Muge paused for a moment and said, "The best way is to get some fruit peels to absorb the formaldehyde; it's the most basic method."
If anyone heard Xia Muge's words, they would be speechless.
Nowadays, people even eat grass roots, let alone fruit peels.
But now, some people are actually using fruit peels as a luxury to remove formaldehyde.
It's true that everyone's desires are different.
After finishing the basement, Xia Muge started to take some soil from outside the house and put it into the flower pots.
He sowed the seeds and said to Liu Shiyun and Qin Chuchu, "If you're bored, try tending to the flowers and plants. If you don't know how, then leave it to your parents."
There's so much to do at home; taking care of a small child and two cats doesn't require that much energy.
Xia Muge knew that if there was nothing to do, a person's mental state could easily become negative.
Fortunately, during this time, with cats, children, books, and mahjong, the family wasn't too bored.
It's for their own good to let them start growing crops now.
Similarly, it was also for Xia Yu.
If nothing unexpected happens, Xia Yu will spend her life dealing with the land and seeds. Only in this way can she, as a woman, take root in the post-apocalyptic wasteland civilization.
Xu Wanru clearly had also thought of this, and said, "I'll plant some things too, and teach my daughter later."
Xia Yu can't speak yet, but she reaches her hand towards the mud, wanting to play with it.
In the Xia family villa, everyone began to perform their respective duties.
Even the two kittens were circling around.
One of the kittens was pregnant; its belly was noticeably large.
For family members, even pets, the addition of a new member is a joyous occasion.
They know that human lifespan has an end, but pets can continue to conceive and accompany their offspring.
In short, Xia Muge was extremely busy during this period.
But this busyness makes people feel fulfilled and satisfied.
So much so that when Zhang Zihao's luck value dropped to almost nothing, he didn't react at all.
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Some people hold onto the seeds, cherishing hope for the future.
Some people can enjoy life to the fullest but are pessimistic about the future.
Perhaps because he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, he felt that his speaking ability had deteriorated considerably.
Of course, this didn't seem to matter much to Zhang Zihao.
The wound on his wrist was getting bigger and bigger, and once it even cut a vein, causing a lot of blood to seep out.
Perhaps out of fear of death, or perhaps because of the pain in his heart from blood loss, he struggled to stop the bleeding.
However, as a result, my left hand strength has decreased significantly.
But it's okay, I can still eat fried chicken and drink cola.
But probably because he didn't clean his mouth properly, he felt some pain in his teeth.
It seems there's something wrong with my teeth.
After all, it's no wonder that your teeth would have problems if you ate those kinds of food every day.
As the saying goes, a toothache isn't a disease, but when it hurts, it can be excruciating.
However, because Zhang Zihao was able to make ice, he would apply ice directly to his toothache.
This might not be a cure, but it would be much more comfortable.
Zhang Zihao even thought this was good, as it allowed him to feel pain without having to self-harm.
He was actually quite satisfied with this.
I even started to feel grateful that my toothache had started.
However, Zhang Zihao's gratitude was only psychological; in reality, his body began to be ravaged by various diseases.
A series of underlying conditions, such as hypertension and hyperlipidemia, began to appear.
Furthermore, due to my irregular work and rest schedule, my immune system has weakened, and I have developed a mild cold or even a low-grade fever within the first two or three days.
He never took it to heart.
For Zhang Zihao, his mind has become entangled in various emotional conflicts.
Besides self-harm, the thing he did most often was look out the window.
The rain is starting to subside, and he even noticed that a weed has grown on the balcony outside his room.
However, there was no one.
No one is in Nanming City.
He even felt that everyone else was dead, and he was all alone.
If Xia Muge hadn't disrupted Zhang Zihao's life, he would already be a master of power.
He preserved the core of human civilization by relying on near-infinite resources, and became its guardian deity.
But now he is all alone.
Even with endless food, one cannot overcome the loneliness in one's heart.
The Nanming City that he now sees is beginning to fall into ruin.
Some buildings collapsed due to the erosion caused by the rain.
Small reptiles have also begun to appear on the ground.
The earth seemed to begin to come alive again.
Earth has experienced centuries of glaciers lasting tens of thousands of years, and has also encountered giant fish that have existed for millions of years.
The depth of life is actually far greater than that of humankind.
This disaster had almost no impact on marine life, but terrestrial reptiles and insects began to encroach on the territory that humans had once occupied.
Zhang Zihao is like a voyeur, observing the changes in the outside world.
Weeds have started to grow on the asphalt road.
Some snakes have even started to appear openly.
The birds that were thought to be extinct have not actually become extinct.
The world is slowly recovering in an incredible way.
But no humans ever came to Nanming City.
He may be the last person in the world.
Zhang Zihao smiled bitterly to himself, "I still really want to die."
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