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

There were also sounds of chickens and ducks outside.

Luo Ning turned around and saw some chicks and ducklings in the cages inside the house.

It was fluffy, bright yellow, and incredibly cute; Luo Ning's eyes lit up.

"These are all newly hatched chickens, ducks, and geese; there's not much meat. Would you like some, miss?"

The man spoke hesitantly.

"All of it, just one crystal core."

Luo Ning thought about his chicken coop; it was such a big coop with only four chickens, which was a bit of a waste.

"Yes, yes, it's up to you, Miss."

The man was delighted; he had originally thought he could only kill the discarded chicks and ducklings, but they were actually worth a crystal core.

"There's still some unused fermented rice husks and EM bacteria here, as well as some corn and rice. These are for you, Miss," the man said, pointing to a bag in the corner.

Luo Ning didn't stand on ceremony. She had just collected some grains from the agricultural supply store, but most of them were seeds that had been treated with pesticides and were not suitable for feeding chickens.

Thinking about the fish and chickens at home, she knew she couldn't grow corn to feed them for the time being, so she needed to prepare more.

"Are there any corns like this left?"

Luo Ning sighed. She originally thought she had collected a wide variety of supplies, but after calculating, she realized that she had not prepared nearly enough.

"Yes, we originally prepared it for the pigs, cows, and sheep, but we don't need it anymore. If you want it, Miss, we can give it to you."

The man spoke generously, realizing that this young lady was no ordinary person. He figured these things were no longer needed, so he might as well do her a favor; perhaps she could help him in the future.

Luo Ning followed the man to the farm's warehouse, where a lot of grain was indeed piled up.

"These are freshly arrived corn and rice, originally intended to be mixed into feed for the cattle and sheep, but now..." the man said regretfully.

"I'll take it all; the salt and sugar can be used as collateral."

Luo Ning was very satisfied. She had almost collected enough food for herself, but she hadn't collected enough chicken, duck, goose, and fish yet, so this was just right.

The man was pleasantly surprised and tentatively asked, "There are some pigeons and quails in the backyard, would you like some, Miss?"

"want!"

Luo Ning spoke up decisively: she couldn't raise pigs, cattle, or sheep, but she could manage small animals.

Sustainable supplies are necessary. What would happen to 123's supplies if she suddenly disappeared one day?

Even your own space can be vandalized.

Many people were so badly injured in their previous lives that their supernatural abilities were erased.

She didn't want to rely too much on cheats or hacks, even though they were really fun.

It's good to have multiple options; you can't put all your eggs in one basket.

Luo Ning practically emptied the man's farm, even taking a whole grid of fermented sheep and cow manure from the backyard.

"How much sugar and salt do you need?" Luo Ning asked.

Luo Ning would collect salt, sugar, rice, noodles, and cooking oil whenever she came across them. She could eat more than she could in two lifetimes. These were more valuable than crystal cores in the apocalypse.

The man calculated that his family would definitely have to go to the base later, and he wondered what the base's rules were, and whether they would require them to hand over supplies.

If I were to hide it myself, the only storage space in the house would be my daughter's one cubic meter.

"Would two hundred catties each of salt and sugar be alright?" the man asked cautiously. "If that's too much, one hundred catties of each is fine too."

Luo Ning raised an eyebrow. These two items were hard currency in the apocalypse. They were not only essential for the human body, but could also be exchanged for points crystals.

She probably has about 5,000 catties of salt and sugar each, and she can afford to exchange each for 200 catties.

"Yes, but apart from pigs, cows, and sheep, nothing else can be exchanged for crystal cores."

In the apocalypse, a 50-pound bag of salt costs one first-order crystal core, and sugar is more expensive.

Two hundred catties each of salt and sugar are counted as five crystal nuclei.

The total amount of chickens, ducks, geese, corn, and rice all added up definitely exceeded five crystal cores; the extra was her hard-earned reward.

Luo Ning felt that he was quite conscientious in doing business.

"Okay!" the man nodded.

Luo Ning opened the carriage door. "Move it yourself!"

The salt and sugar were each packaged in 50-pound bags, and 1, 2, and 3 each took out 4 bags.

Looking at the carriage filled with small cubicles, each about a cubic meter in size, the man felt even more admiration for Luo Ning.

When she left, the car was almost empty.

After finishing with the pigs, cattle, and sheep, he tried to go outside, but he couldn't even handle a single zombie outside the farm and almost got injured.

"40 pigs, 80 sheep, 20 cows, a total of 110 crystal cores. Chickens, ducks, geese, pigeons, quails, corn, rice, and grains are replaced with salt and sugar, right?"

Luo Ning handed the crystal core to the man, forcing a smile, trying to make herself look serious.

"That's right." The man nodded. According to the young lady, these crystal cores would be enough for their family of four to live on for a long time.

Luo Ning looked at the two bewildered children standing at the door and said, "Consider the cake a gift."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it was almost impossible for anyone to stand outside.

Luo Ning got into the car and reminded them, "Your farm is too remote. The rescue team might not come. I suggest you go to a more populated area to wait for rescue."

"Thank you, miss. I understand. I'll take my family back to my hometown right away."

The man nodded. His home was in a nearby village, and he didn't know the current situation there or how many people were still alive.

Luo Ning drove away, and 123 lay exhausted in her arms. The compartments in her backpack were almost full, except for the oil and cat and dog supplies, which were still a little short of being filled. The space in her car was also almost full.

The next few days are a critical period for the typhoon and the spread of the virus, so you should stay home.

She also needs to rest; she hasn't closed her eyes for almost forty hours.

I forced myself to drive home, and it was already six in the morning. The sky in June was still frighteningly dark.

Luo Ning picked up 125 and woke up 123, "Wake up, we're home." 124 followed happily behind.

"Host, are we home yet?" 123 opened and closed its eyes, its voice full of exhaustion.

Luo Ning paused for a moment, then picked it up and walked towards the elevator.

As soon as Luo Ning got home, she heard the crowing of chickens coming from upstairs.

She put 123 and 125 on the sofa and headed upstairs. She had been gone for over twenty hours and had forgotten to feed the chickens.

124 stood at the door, looking around the clean room without daring to move; it was too dirty.

Luo Ning went to the terrace, fed the chickens, and then closed the awning and windows.

I was just about to rest when I went downstairs when I saw 124 standing at the door.

"Come in! What are you standing there for?"

124 spun around in place, woofing as it licked its fur; it was too dirty.

Luo Ning sighed; she had thought she could finally rest.

It seems we'll have to wait a bit longer.

Walk to the door and open the public restroom on your right.

"Come inside, I'll help you take a bath."

124 carefully walked in, Luo Ning tested the water temperature, and slowly poured it over the animal.

Seeing that it wasn't struggling, I quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the mud was washed off, 124's original fur color was revealed. "It's still an Alaskan Malamute," Luo Ning exclaimed in surprise.

When 124 was so dirty at first, she thought it was a little mongrel.

124 licked Luo Ning's hand affectionately, assuring her that it would be well-behaved and that its owner should not chase it away.