While others are struggling to survive and slaying zombies in the apocalypse, I'm hoarding supp

Moreover, the room was exceptionally cool.

They only dare to turn on the air conditioning in their base when it's hottest, but it's like it's on 24/7 here in Luoning.

"Girl, aren't you going to show me around?"

Old Fu was very curious about Luo Ning's terrace; it was also the terrace he envied most.

If everyone in their base had a terrace, and each family had a plot of land.

He no longer needs to worry about the base's food rations.

Unfortunately, although Luo Ning had reminded them to stockpile some fertile soil, they were still unable to do so.

However, the base has limited manpower and is unable to provide the necessary support.

The little bit of soil we stockpiled is barely enough to grow a drop in the ocean, not to mention the current high temperatures and water shortages. We have to carefully calculate even our own drinking water, let alone find water to irrigate the fields!

Luo Ning led Fu Lao to his own terrace.

Let him see her big terrace, so he won't always try to persuade me to go to their base.

She is rather selfish; having no shortage of food or clothing, she has no ideal of saving humanity.

Although Mr. Fu had seen Luoning's terrace before, he had never experienced it so firsthand.

You only realize how alluring this terrace is when you get up close.

There is no shortage of mountains, rivers, flowers and plants, vegetables, fruits and grains, and more chickens, ducks, fish and geese than can be eaten.

If he had no responsibilities, he would also want such a terrace to retire on.

Seeing the smug little girl, Old Fu admitted he was a little jealous.

Someone as capable as this young girl should be the one to think about the livelihood of all mankind.

An old man like him should be retired and enjoying rural life.

"Look at the watermelons I grew! Each one weighs over ten or twenty kilograms."

Luo Ning led Old Fu to the spot where he planted watermelons.

Surrounded by various vegetables and fruits, Mr. Fu felt that the air here was hundreds of times fresher than outside.

There was no heavy, stuffy air, only a fresh and elegant atmosphere, carrying the fragrance of fruit and the unique vitality of plants.

Luo Ning generously picked a watermelon, cut it in half with his hands, and handed a piece to Old Fu.

Seeing the watermelon juice dripping on the ground, Mr. Fu quickly reached out to catch it.

"If it falls on the ground, couldn't you have just grabbed a plate to catch it?"

Old Fu put the watermelon juice on his hand to his mouth and sucked it.

It tasted sweet, instantly reminding him of the last time he ate watermelon.

Oh, he also tricked someone out of a watermelon in Luoning last time.

Luo Ning was shocked by his appearance.

Isn't he the base chief of Xuanwu Base?

It's just a watermelon, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?

Sigh, thank goodness she didn't agree to go to the Xuanwu base; they were too poor.

No, it's that they simply couldn't bear to eat it.

"Eat!"

Luo Ning generously handed most of the watermelon in his hand to Old Fu.

"Eat as much as you want today, eat your fill."

Luo Ning thought that Old Man Fu had been quite good to her, and she could still do as he said and let him eat whatever he wanted today.

Mr. Fu took the watermelon and started to eat it in big bites. The sweet and juicy watermelon instantly activated all the cells in his body.

No wonder Liang Xiao and his buddies love to come here to see Luo.

It seems there are reasons for all of this.

While eating watermelon, Luo Ning introduced his terrace to Old Fu.

"Old Fu, look what's that?"

Luo Ning pointed to the beehives in the storage room, like a child showing off to an adult.

Old Fu smiled, looked up at the beehives, and said, "Oh, there's even honey here. You have quite a lot of stuff on your terrace."

Old Fu thought of the lotus roots in the fishpond he had just seen, the rice paddy fish under the rice stalks, the chickens, ducks and geese of different sizes in the chicken coop, the various fruits such as blueberries and strawberries, as well as the potatoes, sweet potatoes, melon seeds and vegetables.

Her terrace is perfectly adequate for her lifestyle.

He sighed. If only the base had a farm that was hundreds of times larger.

Luo Ning gave a light hum; she had put a lot of thought and effort into decorating this terrace.

Although it was her idea, Xiao Jie provided the labor.

But it also belongs entirely to her; this terrace is one of her assets for survival in the apocalypse.

When Xiao Jie came up, he could tell from her little expression that she was smug again.

After tidying up the terrace, she would show it off to everyone who came to her house.

She's much more lively than before, Xiao Jie thought.

When they first met, she was very wary, initially thinking it was because they weren't familiar with each other.

Later it turned out that wasn't the case; she was tense both physically and mentally.

He often watched her sitting on the balcony in the middle of the night, unable to sleep, lost in thought, or taking out the supplies from her empty rooms and counting them over and over again.

Even if Luo Ning and 123's space could eventually hold all the supplies.

She still likes to fill those empty rooms; when she feels insecure, she goes to check them over and over again.

Living on the terrace watching the crops grow and the chickens, ducks, and fish.

She can stay on this terrace all day without saying a word.

Luo Ning is satisfied with his current life. He does not seek great wealth or fame, but only wants to live out the rest of his life in peace and tranquility.

She turned her head and saw Xiao Jie standing there, smiling at her.

Oh, and it would be even better if there were a companion and three mischievous little ones.

Xiao Jie sat down next to her and took her hand. Although they didn't speak, everything was understood without words.

The group of 123, who were being led by the bank staff to play with the children, suddenly sensed that the strategy system was making some noise.

Upon checking my mental state, I discovered that my strategy points had actually increased.

It immediately ran towards home.

Fu Xing and the others called out to it in confusion, "123, aren't you going to play anymore?"

124 and 125 saw their older brother run away, so they ran after him.

"Why are they running?" Shen Yi asked, puzzled.

"Could something have happened to the big boss?" Liang Xiao exclaimed.

Zhou Jibai seemed to be deep in thought.

Cheng Rang kicked him, "You jinx! What could possibly happen in our base?"

"Right, the boss is at our base now, so why are they running away?"

"Why don't we go and see for ourselves?" Fu Xing said.

The group hurriedly ran off.

A few children were left standing there, dumbfounded.

123 ran home in one breath and immediately headed towards Xiao Jie in the kitchen.

It grabbed Xiao Jie's leg, scrambled up to his shoulder, and stared intently at him, holding his arm.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Jie asked, holding the soup and looking at it with a puzzled expression.

"What do you need me to do? I made your favorite dishes today, and I got back just in time." He didn't even need to call us for dinner.

123 looked at it for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

"Male lead, what did you just do?"

Xiao Jie carried the soup outside and said, "Let's cook."

"You only cook, and you don't do anything else?" 123 didn't believe it.

If you do nothing, how will your strategy points increase?

"No, just cook."

Luo Ning lifted 123 down, "Never mind, don't bother him while he's serving the dishes."

123 returned to Luo Ning's shoulder and began to communicate with her in his consciousness.

"Host, did the male lead really not do anything just now?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"My romance stats just went up, but the male lead didn't do anything, so how did they go up?"