Chapter 412 417. Despair Comes
Outside the gate of the base, wherever the sun's fire touched, a patch of black land was exposed, and smoke was coming out.
Some people walked up bravely and felt the burning sensation under their feet even though they were wearing shoes.
"Oh my god, where are my shoes?"
"Melted?"
I just stepped on the smoking place, and when I looked down, I found that the rubber shoes had melted away, leaving only two big black soles on the ground.
"Ouch, it's scalding me!"
Everyone saw him suddenly jump up, holding his feet and blowing on them, until his feet were burned red.
Seeing this, Lin Jun and Jian Cheng'an, who came out to join in the fun, smiled and said, "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!"
Seeing this, the others who were about to step out suddenly stopped and crowded at the door, waiting for the temperature of the ground to drop.
As the sun rose higher and higher, everyone was surprised to find that the temperature seemed to be slowly dropping. The sun that was still a midsummer sun yesterday was now emitting a cold and bright light.
"It's so cold, what's going on? Did winter come overnight?"
"It's cold, cold, cold. I want to go back and put on my cotton jacket."
A gust of wind blew by, and suddenly only Lin Jun and the other two were left at the entrance of the base. Seeing this, Lin Jun's face was in a mess. Where did we agree to watch the fun? Why did everyone run away?
Jian Cheng'an took out a cotton jacket from the space and covered himself with it.
Lin Jun rubbed his arms, which were covered with goose bumps from the cold, and took out his cotton-padded jacket and put it on.
The two came to the black soil. Jian Cheng'an squatted down, grabbed a handful of black soil and observed it carefully in his hand. He then brought it to his nose and smelled it, and it had a burnt smell.
"This should be the black ash left after the sun's true fire burned out."
Jian Cheng'an thought about it for a while and then spoke.
"What's the use of this?"
Lin Jun also grabbed a handful and kneaded it over and over in his hands. Suddenly, he asked inexplicably, "Does it look like fertilizer to you?"
Jian Cheng'an was stunned after hearing this. The two looked at each other and immediately took out a bag from the space, intending to take it back to study.
By the time the returning crowd arrived at the gate of the base, the black scorched earth that was originally near the east and west sides of the base had been dug out, leaving only a small amount of the surface.
Jian Cheng'an and Lin Jun returned to the villa carrying a large bag, and couldn't wait to pour the black soil on a small vegetable patch in the yard, starting the farming mode in an orderly manner.
"What are they doing? Why are they so secretive?"
Seeing that the two of them had been squatting in the corner whispering to each other all morning, Qiao Ziyi couldn't help but speak to Lin Shishi curiously.
Lin Shishi glanced at the two of them lazily and said in a bored tone.
"They were planting vegetables and were discussing whether the seedlings had grown."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Ziyi shook his head speechlessly, left Lin Shishi and went back to his room to practice.
For several days in a row, Lin Jun and Jian Cheng'an were both fond of that vegetable patch. They did not go out to collect supplies or go on missions, but just stayed there to guard the vegetable patch.
Ever since the four major bases escaped the disaster due to a natural fire, they suddenly discovered that the number of zombies and mutant animals that came out decreased a lot.
In the past, whenever we went on a mission, there would always be casualties when we returned. However, a sudden fire from heaven not only burned an unusually large amount of supplies, but also killed many zombies and mutant animals, leaving black scorched earth everywhere.
"Alas, supplies are becoming increasingly difficult to find."
"Many places were burned down. The supplies in the warehouse we had finally found were all reduced to ashes."
"What should I do? I only ate half a compressed biscuit today. I don't dare to eat another bite. If I can't find any more supplies, I can't hold on any longer."
On the way back, Han Yixiao frowned as he listened to the desperate conversations of other psychics. They hadn't been doing well these past few days, and they could only barely dig up a few sprouted potatoes in the burned ruins.
Everyone entered the base dejectedly, only to see that most of the people who came back were silent, numb, and depressed.
The atmosphere in the base is no longer as relaxed and cheerful as before, but instead reveals a faint sense of death.
Seeing this, Han Yixiao immediately took a few people and hurried back to the base.
(End of this chapter)
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