Chapter 365 This damned apocalypse, let it end!
Meng Shiwan slowly closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep; she didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore.
What is known so far is that the first zombie virus outbreak has occurred, and the world is now in a terrible state.
Even if they knew the system's scheme, and knew that after the current zombies were all killed, there might be a second or third zombie outbreak, that was all in the future.
Given the current terrifying number of zombies worldwide, who knows how many years from now the next one will happen.
Although the system is the culprit, it is not the most urgent issue for Meng Shiwan to resolve at present.
The most important thing for her right now is to guard against the old man who keeps staring at her, and to collect all four black cubes.
Where should the next black card be placed?
Following the previous logic, it will be placed where she might decide to go.
For example, if she wanted to collect seeds, the first black cube appeared in the germplasm bank; if she wanted to stockpile water, the second black cube appeared in the cave.
She wants to find the third black cube. Where will she go next?
Judging from the current situation at Dawn Base, with its continuous production of crops and ample water supply, even if there is a shortage of supplies, all that is needed is to say so, and those who want to buy crops will eagerly bring the necessary supplies to their doorstep.
At present, it seems that there is nothing lacking and no need for Meng Shiwan to collect it. So where is the third piece of black?
Meng Shiwan drifted off to sleep while lost in thought, and when she woke up again, it was already broad daylight.
The sunlight shone obliquely in, falling on Meng Shiwan's face, making it difficult for her to open her eyes.
Meng Shiwan sat up and saw that Taxue had returned at some point and was lying on the side idly licking its paws.
Next to it was a big, round watermelon.
Meng Shiwan stood up, took out a watermelon knife from her spatial storage, picked up the watermelon, placed it on the table next to her, and cut it open.
Red watermelon juice flowed down the blade, emitting a refreshing sweetness.
She asked, "Where did this watermelon come from?"
Ta Xue blinked silently, neither speaking nor meowing.
Meng Shiwan knew it all too well; this was usually a sign of guilt.
She found it somewhat amusing. "Where did you go to cause trouble again, stealing watermelons from someone's field?"
Ta Xue stood up and rubbed against Meng Shiwan, trying to please her.
How could Meng Shiwan possibly be angry in the face of such a huge and adorable cat? She patted its head, picked up a large slice of watermelon, and placed it on the ground. "Eat up, it looks pretty sweet."
Meng Shiwan picked up a piece herself, took a bite, and the sweet juice spread throughout her mouth, an indescribable deliciousness.
She stood on the edge of the second floor, and when she looked down, she saw Da Bao and Er Bao sitting on the ground outside, looking up at her with longing eyes.
Meng Shiwan raised an eyebrow, staring at the red watermelon juice smeared on the white fur of the two pandas, and said irritably, "How much watermelon did you steal, and you're still pretending to be nice to me?"
She turned to question Taxue.
He took a bite of watermelon in the snow, tilted his head, and looked completely bewildered.
It can't understand anything its owner says.
Meng Shiwan found it amusing, "Da Bao and Er Bao haven't even wiped the watermelon juice off their faces, and you're still pretending?"
Treading on Snow: !!!
It peeked out from the side of the car, its two panda faces still glistening with watermelon juice.
I was careless.
Before Meng Shiwan could reach out and grab its ear, Taxue jumped out and disappeared in a flash with the two pandas.
Meng Shiwan shook her head helplessly, took out her phone and sent a message to Tao Yarong, "Whose crops did Ta Xue and the others ruin? Remember to give them some compensation."
Tao Yarong quickly replied, "Sister, don't worry, we've been paying attention."
Meng Shiwan sat down in a chair, slowly munching on watermelon, gazing at the lotus flowers blooming in the pond in the distance.
She felt somewhat lost.
What does she want?
She wanted to survive in the apocalypse, to live a good life, and now it seems she has everything.
No one dares to mess with her Dawn Base now, and she and Taxue are living a very good and carefree life.
But Meng Shiwan still felt something was missing, and she always felt uneasy about this peaceful life.
The world is going through a calamity, and her current peace is like a mirage, illusory and unreal.
Meng Shiwan put down the watermelon rind in her hand and sighed heavily, "Whether to live in harmony with the mountains and rivers or to become king by stepping on countless bones, it has never been a choice."
Her personality, her bottom line, and the depths of her heart had already made her choice.
This damn apocalypse, let it end.
After having breakfast, Meng Shiwan, who had nothing to do, disappeared from the RV and appeared in a field.
It's busy farming season again, and people are busy harvesting crops in their contracted fields.
The joy on their faces was more intense than ever before.
These crops belong to them; they can store them at home, sell them for work points, or even eat them five times a day—they can do whatever they want with them.
Meng Shiwan wandered aimlessly, and those who recognized her would greet her very carefully.
Once she was out of sight, they started discussing it quietly again.
"Is that our base commander? She's so young and beautiful, and she's incredibly capable."
"Don't you guys think that the base commander is like a god? She can turn a barren land into a field and make us harvest the crops we planted right after we planted them. Only a god can do that."
"The superhumans these days are all very powerful, but our base chief is the most powerful one."
"God bless, base commander bless, let the apocalypse end, I want to see the beautiful world we used to live in."
When their voices reached Meng Shiwan's ears, she belatedly realized that she had somehow become someone who could be placed on the same level as gods.
She strolled over to the farm, which was now much larger, consisting of a large area of factory buildings.
Someone recognized her and cautiously reminded her, "Chief, you need to disinfect before going in. The animals in the farm can't withstand the virus."
Meng Shiwan followed them to the disinfection area before going inside.
The factory was clean and bright, and even had an automatic feeding machine.
She didn't take the automatic feeding machines from the farm because they didn't fit in her space.
These must be supplies we recently obtained by exchanging crops with people outside.
All the eggs in the incubator, as well as all the poultry and livestock in the space, were taken out and carefully fed.
The current goal of animal husbandry is not to kill animals for meat, but to continuously reproduce and increase their numbers.
Judging from the current situation at the factory, everything is progressing smoothly, and many of the newborn animals are quite lively inside the factory.
The people who work on the farm are all experts in animal husbandry from before the apocalypse.
Meng Shiwan's decision to only recruit professionals from various fields is extremely wise.
Now, whatever needs to be done at the base, we can immediately find experts in that field and get it done quickly and efficiently, saving us a lot of trouble.
The base is developing at an extremely rapid pace.
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