Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 79 He is really hungry

"Is the S-level mutant plant here a mushroom?" Zhao Gang suddenly asked.

Mo Shigui, who was still pondering his words "We are not familiar with each other", was stunned for two seconds before nodding in surprise, "How did you know?"

Because all electronic equipment will lose its effect in Jiangcheng, and the entire city is now completely covered by mutated plants, even if someone passes by Jiangcheng, they cannot enter.

Currently, only the top leaders of the base know the internal situation of Jiangcheng.

He only found out about the existence of the S-level mutant mushroom from Commander Wei after the recent city-capturing plan was announced.

How could Zhao Gang, an ordinary evolved person, know that?
"I've seen it." As soon as Zhao Gang saw Mo Shigui's expression, he knew that this Jiangcheng was the forest city that he and his cubs encountered on the way to Taoyuan Base.

"Have you seen it?!" Mo Shigui was so surprised that his voice changed.

Seeing that Zhao Gang did not deny it and pointed out the location of the mutant mushrooms on the map, Mo Shigui could not help but whispered, "Don't tell me you have been in there."

That is a hotbed of mutant plants, especially that bunch of S-level mutant parasol mushrooms, which not only interfere with electronic equipment, but also release mind-confusing smells, controlling prey to actively run towards it and become its nutrients.

The soldiers at the base died one after another because of this parasol mushroom. Currently, only those who have evolved in the direction of spiritual evolution have a chance to break free and escape.

If Zhao Gang had gone in there, he would never have come out alive.

But Zhao Gang nodded and looked at him strangely, not understanding what was so shocking about it.

He glanced at the map of Jiangcheng on the computer screen again and had an idea in his mind.

Thinking of the purple-blue mutant parasol mushrooms, Zhao Gang secretly swallowed his saliva. He was really hungry and even craved such low-level creatures.

Zhao Gang touched his belly humanely and was looking forward to tomorrow coming soon.

"See you at five o'clock tomorrow morning." After leaving these words, Zhao Gang got up and went home.

Mo Shigui was left standing there with a serious look on his face, wondering whether he should call Commander Wei and report that Zhao Gang had seen the S-level mutant plant.

In the end, he didn't pick up the phone.

The members of the investigation team came over to hand over the investigation task to him and informed him of the latest progress of the investigation.

"The survivors who lived in the shanty towns outside the base established an alliance called Green Field in the deserted city near our planting area."

The members of the investigation team said solemnly, "Moreover, they have accomplices in all three of our planting areas. The safety of the lords is facing great danger."

He took a special look at Mo Shigui, the stationmaster of Zone B. Their zone had previously caught a large number of floating fish, and now everyone knew that their zone was the richest and their supply station had the most abundant supplies.

Mo Shigui rubbed his temples with a headache and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Investigation team: "You, the stationmaster, please stay away for a while and come back after we have investigated thoroughly."

What else can Mo Shigui say?
Even he doubted this.

It just so happens that Jiangcheng is mobilizing manpower, so just avoid it.

When cleaning up the information, Mo Shigui discovered that Zhao Gang was the only one in the entire Area B who signed up for the recruitment.

Well, a group of capable people who don’t want to come up with anything can’t be counted on for anything.

Mo Shigui has no other extravagant hopes now, he only asks the lords under him to lend some help in the next spring so that these lands can be planted well.

On the other side, Zhao Gang returned home from the station and began to pack the things he would take tomorrow.

He didn't have much to prepare for himself, mainly for Zhao Xiaoxiu's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The weather is cold, and the mission will be delayed for at least three to five days, so you have to prepare two sets of thick clothes for replacement.

I didn’t know if there was a place to sleep, so I just borrowed Sheng Qingyang’s sleeping bag.

Sheng Qingyang: "Can't you just buy one?"

"The supply station isn't that good." Zhao Gang said seriously, "Thank you, I'll return it to you when I get back. You can stay at my house during the days we're not home." Seeing that the house in front of him was cleaner and more spacious than his own, and that it also had a kitchen and bathroom, Sheng Qingyang forced a smile:

"Okay, just don't damage it. My sleeping bag is thick and can withstand temperatures of minus 30 degrees."

Both father and daughter grinned and bowed to her in gratitude.

Sheng Qingyang pointed helplessly at the bedroom upstairs, "Is it okay for me to sleep in this bed for a few days?"

She would not do such a loss-making business without a sleeping bag, a bed or a quilt.

Fortunately, the father and daughter were tactful and generously agreed that she could sleep in the bedroom when they were away.

After solving the sleeping problem, Zhao Gang started to worry about the cubs' food.

The cub needs to eat every day and cannot be left hungry, and nutrient solution must also be prepared.

And the water bottle must be filled so that you won’t be thirsty and can’t find water to drink on the way.

Finally, there are the cubs’ personal weapons.

Zhao Gang threw aside the hatchet he had used before and chose the axe made of special materials.

In order to prevent the cub from accidentally hurting herself, I carefully wrapped her in linen, made a scabbard for her to carry on her back, inserted the axe into the scabbard, and carried it steadily on her back, with the height just above her calf so as not to hinder her walking.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was very satisfied with this new backpack. As soon as he finished it, he slung the scabbard over his shoulder and ran up and down the stairs twice with the axe on his back.

"Dad." Zhao Xiaoxiu waved her hand to signal her father to squat down and gave him a big kiss on the face. "It works! I like it! Hehe~"

Zhao Gang also chuckled. If there wasn't a guest named Sheng Qingyang in the living room, his eyes would have popped out of his sockets uncontrollably.

After everything was packed up, the father and daughter went to bed early with anticipation for the next day.

In the early morning of the next day, the sound of a car engine starting was heard at the patrol station. The father and daughter, who were sleeping soundly in bed, opened their eyes instantly and sat up from the bed.

The big and the small looked at each other, slid off the bed, dressed and washed as quickly as possible, picked up their backpacks and weapons and rushed out of the house.

Sheng Qingyang, who was sleeping on the sofa in the living room wrapped in a quilt, felt a cold wind blowing across his face. He frowned uncomfortably, rolled up the soft quilt, and continued to sleep.

God knows when was the last time she slept in a quilt that smelled like sunshine.

The bed was so comfortable that she would feel so sorry for her deceased family if she didn’t get enough sleep today.

Because Zhao Gang was the only one among the lords in Area B who participated in the recruitment, it was enough for Mo Shigui to lead nine patrol soldiers and drive only one truck.

The truck hadn't reached Territory No. 13 yet, but its high beams were shining on the road ahead. Two figures, one large and one small, were already standing in the middle of the road, waving excitedly at them.

The driver Aji raised his eyebrows. He had never seen mercenaries participating in missions so actively!

The truck stopped. Mo Shigui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, raised his chin towards the father and daughter outside the car and sat in the back seat.

The other soldiers were sitting in the truck. It was obvious that the two seats in the truck were specially reserved by Mo Shigui for the father and daughter.

In the end, he still included the three-year-old child Zhao Xiaoxiu into the team.

"Good morning, Brother Aji, good morning, Uncle Mo!"

Zhao Xiaoxiu sat down obediently in the empty seat, waved her hand to greet the two people in front of her with a cute smile, then took the axe off her back and held it upright in her arms, trying not to take up more space.

Aji and Mo Shigui, who had originally had stern faces, could no longer hold back their expressions. They turned around, smiled, waved at her and said, "Hi~"

The tall Zhao Gang got in, and as soon as the door was closed, the space inside the car suddenly became cramped.

Aji and Mo Shigui, who were smiling just now: No, no.

Zhao Gang just ignored them, all he could think about was: Dinner is ready! Dinner is ready!

(End of this chapter)