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Chapter 291: 6 Guidelines for Surviving the Apocalypse (19)

According to the current alphabetical and numerical area division, the base Song Yuesheng found belongs to area C15.

The houses are all two-story, with small yards and red gates.

They are arranged in an orderly manner.

Before the end of the world, it should have been a village in the city.

Song Yuesheng chose a house that was well preserved and had never been lived in.

There are three columns in each row, for a total of five rows.

Then, the ice formed a wall on all sides and extended back a hundred meters.

After doing all this, she used the wind to cut through her palms, covering the ice wall outside.

The ice wall turned red under the stain of blood.

Ding Yu frowned, his eyes full of confusion and worry.

She spoke slowly, her voice trembling: "Xiao Yue, are you... risking your own safety?"

Song Yuesheng shook his head slightly and explained, "Whether it's zombies or mutants, the ice wall can block any external attacks. But it will melt in four hours. After adding my blood, it can last for eight hours."

"I brought you out here, so of course I have to protect your safety."

Her voice was gentle yet powerful, striking the hearts of everyone present.

The expressions of several people gradually changed from initial astonishment to emotion, and some even had slightly red eyes.

They looked at Song Yuesheng with a mixture of gratitude and heartache in their hearts.

Although he is young, he is extremely tough.

"Oh, it's just a little blood, not the kind of blood drawn with hundreds of milliliters." Song Yuesheng smiled at them and broke the heavy atmosphere with light-hearted words.

"Besides, all bases are very difficult to build in the early stages. Once I recruit other people, there will definitely be other ways to protect everyone."

Aunt Chun couldn't help sobbing softly: "Xiao Song, I can't help you at all. I shouldn't have left with you."

Song Yuesheng stepped forward gently with a soothing smile on his face.

She gently patted Aunt Chun's hand and consoled her: "Aunt Chun, you used to run a restaurant and you can grow vegetables well. I'm looking forward to you and Cai Cai showing off your skills."

She looked into the distance, as if she could see through the predicament before her.

"Supplies out there are always limited, and ultimately it's up to us to figure out how to be self-sufficient."

As if he had thought of something, Song Yuesheng looked at Cai Meng standing beside him.

"Cai Cai, I'll give you the crystals later, and you can see which ones you can use. When your special abilities improve, maybe you can plant trees. We can't lack greenery in this place."

"Brother Biao, you should first look for a place that is more suitable for building a reservoir. We still need you for other infrastructure. As for manpower... I'll go find them tomorrow."

"Xiaoyu, the people I bring here will come to you first. If they are suitable, please take the trouble to write down their previous jobs and specialties."

After Song Yuesheng finished speaking, he slowly stretched out his arms.

"To celebrate the official establishment of S Base, we're having hot pot tonight!"

After the zombie outbreak, sometimes we couldn’t even have rice and steamed buns to eat, let alone luxury items like hot pot.

Although there is only tomato base.

Although it was a large iron pot lit with a lighter outdoors.

Although Song Yuesheng said that these supplies were found from places where high-level zombies appeared.

But the expression on everyone's face could not be described as surprise.

To say it was shocking was no exaggeration.

The process of waiting for the water to boil was very long. As a few people chatted, the topic turned to Song Yuesheng.

Mrs. Biao was very confused: "Xiao Song, with your ability, you can definitely go to the three major districts and become a manager. Why do you still need to find people to set up a base yourself? With the three major districts in front of you, the road you are going to take may be very difficult."

"Because they have a lot of rules and the management has a lot to do." Song Yuesheng sighed, then looked at Ding Yu with a smile.

"It's different to set up a base by myself. I can find someone I trust to help me manage it, which is very easy."

In addition to Li Zhi and Li Hui, there is also Wu Jianian who is nowhere to be found. The opportunities for people related to the heroine are all here.

The remaining two crystals need to be triggered by them.

hero...

The sense of existence will not disappear in a short time.

Finally, I can put the heroine aside and concentrate on recruiting people to build the base.

"I...I can't do it." Ding Yu quickly shook his hand to refuse.

Song Yuesheng's eyes gently swept over everyone present, and said encouragingly: "We are here for everyone. Xiaoyu, just do it boldly."

"Yes."

Everyone laughed and agreed.

As night falls, everything becomes silent.

They were the only ones sitting together in the small space.

The fire was burning and the atmosphere was warm.

A simple hotpot meal brought them closer together.

We talked about everything from our life preferences before the end of the world to our recent experiences.

They even gossiped about whether the three girls had someone they liked.

The ingredients tumbled and gurgled in the pot, interweaving with their laughter and joy, forming the most heartwarming melody in the apocalypse.

**

After the meal, everyone chose where they would live.

Cai Meng and Aunt Chun got along well and chose to live together.

Ding Yu said she has a boyfriend, so she lives alone for the time being.

The fifteen houses here had all been cleaned in advance by Song Yuesheng using his wind power, so it was generally acceptable.

The room on the first floor has two beds and three futons.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

If it is decorated as a home, it will probably take a long time.

But everyone said they didn't mind.

There was no light here. After seeing them off one by one, Song Yuesheng returned to the house on the far left of the front row.

She collapsed on the bed.

"Sparrow Spirit, wake me up at 1:30 in the morning."

The ice wall was at six in the afternoon, and eight hours later it was two.

But she couldn't get to two points and reinforce the ice wall.

"Yes, Sister Yue."

Blue Sparrow answered while wiping away tears.

Woo woo woo, Sister Yue asked for ten thousand points.

It hasn't even tried hot pot yet.

After eating three more times, we would have caught up with Sister Yue’s cottage.

The blue sparrow folded its wings, knelt on the cloud, and muttered something.

"Boss from headquarters, please bless Sister Yue to have only this hot pot meal, and bless Sister Yue to visit me for less than 1,000 points. Headquarters bless you!"

……

Half past one in the morning.

Song Yuesheng woke up on time and walked to the ice wall five meters away.

The ice wall is already showing signs of melting.

She touched the ice wall with her palm, strengthening the defense.

However, just as she was about to drip her blood onto the ice wall, her heart suddenly ached.

Song Yuesheng grabbed the clothes on his chest.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted onto the ice wall.

It's past midnight. This is the first time today that a large area of ​​ice has been used. Why does it still hurt?

Meanwhile, District One.

Bai Shimu opened his eyes instantly and sat up from the bed.

He clutched his heart.

My eyes caught sight of the clock on the wall.

1: 35.

It's getting later and later.

You have conflicts with her during the day, right?

Can’t beat zombies?

Bai Shimu's blue eyes were filled with anger.

He let out a long sigh, casually threw his coat over himself, and ran straight in a certain direction.

Twenty minutes later.

What you see is a red wall of ice, and when you get closer, you can smell the scent of blood.

Zombies have no blood.

She sprayed blood on the ice?

Or did she... kill someone?

"Mr. Bai, I advise you not to touch it. If you do, you will be frozen for eight hours."

Bai Shimu turned around and saw Song Yuesheng leaning against the ice wall.

The corners of her mouth were raised, and there were traces of blood.

Bai Shimu was silent for a long time and didn't say anything.

The evening and what happened just now made him too impulsive, so he got too close this time.

She is a private investigator by profession.

It is her instinct to find clues from traces and restore various situations.

The best way to deal with it is to turn around and walk away.

However, he heard her laughing.

"Mr. Bai, I have found the person you are looking for. But it seems that you have found it too. In this case, your commission ends here."

Song Yuesheng pointed at the house behind him, his voice a little high.

"This is my base, S. If the people in your area accidentally touch the ice wall, don't blame me for not warning them. I won't help them remove their superpowers."

Bai Shimu frowned: "Why are you talking so loudly? Do you want to attract zombies?"

Song Yuesheng gently stroked the hair beside her ear and smiled, "Because Mr. Bai is six years older than me, I was afraid you couldn't hear me."

……

"Quack quack~~"

Two or three crows flew away from the house in front.

Song Yuesheng raised an eyebrow: "See, animals know how to respect the elderly. They don't want to listen here anymore."

"Song Yuesheng!"

Bai Shimu's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes, which usually sparkled with tenderness, now seemed to be ignited by anger.

"Six years older than you and only twenty-eight!"

He pursed his lips tightly, and there seemed to be some unwillingness in his tone.

Song Yuesheng's eyes flickered as he smiled and said, "Rounded up, it's thirty. Rounded up again, it's sixty. And then, after that, it's..."

She deliberately dragged out the ending tone, with a cunning gleam in her eyes.

Then she made a small box with her hand.

Bai Shimu pressed on: "Is this how you use rounding? That's what your math teacher taught you!"

"Hey, don't tell me. I have been the math representative of my class from elementary school to high school."

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and responded very proudly, borrowing the glorious name of the original owner.

Bai Shimu's eyebrows flashed with surprise, and then he retorted: "How can a class representative use the wrong rounding? Twenty-eight is an integer, how can it be rounded? Song Yuesheng, you don't deserve the title of class representative!"

Song Yuesheng sighed.

"Alas, others can't tell Mr. Bai's age. Unlike me, you can tell at a glance that I'm twenty-two."

"You don't look like you're 22, you must have changed your age!"

Bai Shimu was angry at every word he said, but he didn't seem to notice that his rebuttal was full of childishness.

Let me ask you: When someone tells you you are old, why do you keep emphasizing that you are only 28?

None of the rebuttals were lethal.

Is it a leftover game setting?

As long as the players have played the game, they will not be attacked back?

When she has time, she will go find Ruhong and try.

After all, this person is a heavy spender.

Song Yuesheng yawned and said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, Mr. Bai, you are the youngest. It's late now, you have superpowers on duty, and I am alone. I have to rest."

Bai Shimu snorted coldly: "You deserve it. How can you learn to build a base without the right skills?"

Was it him who didn't let her rest?

It was clearly her who vomited blood in the early morning and disturbed the neighbors.

Suddenly, Song Yuesheng moved closer to Bai Shimu and looked up at him: "You care about me."

The girl's eyes were clear, but there were dark circles under her eyes.

Looks very tired.

There is blood at the corner of the mouth.

There were three small wounds on the right side of his face.

Although it has scabbed over, it still seems to tell of the intensity and cruelty of the battle.

Bai Shimu's Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously, and the emotions in his heart were complicated and difficult to discern.

He wanted to continue responding in a cold and hard manner, but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat and could not be easily uttered.

After a moment's silence, Bai Shimu pushed Song Yuesheng's head away, and there was a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his tone.

"I care when you die."