Big camphor tree base.

In the greenhouse.

Li Yu saw the drunken Ant and Wu Jianguo chatting about the past. Next to them, the third uncle, Lao Qin, and Jackal were sitting there, cooking hot pot.

Li Yu felt a little stuffy inside the greenhouse.

Although the ventilation system was turned on in the greenhouse, maybe he was a little hot because he ate some mutton.

After saying hello to my second uncle and the others, I stood up and left my seat.

When I opened the door of the greenhouse, I was greeted by a cold breeze.

The cold wind blew, instantly making him sober, and the heat also dissipated.

Find He Chao in the First Outer City and ask him to arrange accommodation for Wu Jianguo later, preferably next door to Lao Qin and the others.

Later.

He then returned to his room in the inner city to rest.

Standing by the window and recalling Wu Jianguo's performance just now, according to his personal observation, this Wu Jianguo is actually pretty good.

Although he doesn't talk much, there isn't much in his words and deeds.

After thinking about some random things, he felt a little sleepy.

So he fell asleep.

........

Southern paradise.

There are far fewer refugees outside the wall. Almost every time a natural disaster strikes, these refugees will disperse and look for new shelters.

Although trenches were built, it was inevitable that zombies would cross the trenches at night, and many people died.

They are outside the walls of Southern Paradise, looking forward to one day being able to enter.

But reality hits them time and time again.

Some people leave in despair and go out to find new hope.

But in the apocalypse, it's not that easy to fight alone.

Although the conditions outside the outer wall of Southern Paradise are not good, there are so many people after all, so at least there is psychological comfort.

Within the wall.

Guard Captain Zhang looked at the three or four people leaving the shack with a complicated expression.

It's not that he doesn't want to help these people, it's just that he really has no other way.

Their capabilities are limited. Once so many refugees are let in, they won't be able to suppress them, and the entire Southern Paradise may end up in chaos and completely collapse.

The shacks outside the wall are already much empty, and there are fewer and fewer refugees.

Compared to one or two years ago, it is completely incomparable.

They sometimes do tasks outside, and occasionally meet the refugees.

Most of these refugees looked at them with hatred.

"Sigh... I'm powerless. I don't know how long it will take for the ice and snow to melt..." Lao Zhang Youyou said with emotion.

"Captain, isn't it a good thing that they are gone?" a guard standing next to him asked.

Lao Zhang frowned and said: "It's a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing is that you don't have to worry about being blocked when you go out and come back in the future.

The disadvantage is that an opportunity for development has been missed, people's hearts have been lost, and in the long run it will cause all kinds of troubles.

Alas...but there is nothing we can do about it.”

The guard next to him nodded in understanding and raised his head to look at the ice and snow in the distance.

In the opposite direction of his gaze, in the inner city of Southern Paradise.

Indoor plantation.

The madman dug out a small piece of rhizome and saw that the potatoes had already produced fruit.

Although it is still growing, it is only four to five centimeters in diameter.

But this means that their indoor cultivation was successful!

He carefully placed the tubers and roots back into the pit, and then buried them with soil.

Finally, I poured some more water.

He raised his head with a bright smile on his face.

"It's done! We have to tell Brother Tiger the good news!" He murmured.

He did what he thought of, clapped his palms, shook off the dirt in them, and walked straight to Master Hu's residence.

His leg is lame, so he doesn't walk very fast.

Ten minutes later.

He stood in front of Master Hu.

Mr. Hu was looking at the map at this time, and when he heard the footsteps, he turned his head and saw the madman.

"Brother Hu, indoor planting is basically completed, and you will be able to harvest the fruits in a few months." The madman said with some excitement on his face.

"That's right. Keep working hard. How much food do you estimate we can produce?" Master Hu asked.

The madman hesitated and replied: "It is still in the testing phase, and the results have just been obtained. This speculation is not accurate. I will not be able to give you an answer until a month later."

Master Hu nodded and asked, "Well, do you need any support from me?"

The lunatic's face lit up and he said, "That's not necessary, but heating must be ensured. Everything else can be overcome."

Potatoes, a food crop, are also cool-loving crops. As long as the temperature is not lower than minus six degrees, they generally will not die.

But if the temperature falls below this value, death is certain.

Heating...

Mr. Hu frowned. Heating requires burning oil and electricity.

There have been no transactions with Oil City for two or three months. Although there is still oil stored in the park, it cannot be used for heating.

When they go out for transportation, their cars need fuel. If all of it is used for heating, how can they drive?

But he did not tell the madman this problem. Instead, he said to the madman:

"Don't worry, I can guarantee the heating problem. I'll wait for you to harvest the food in a month!"

Hearing Master Hu's assurance, the madman breathed a sigh of relief.

He has always been worried about the heating problem in the underground plantation, but now Master Hu has given him a reassurance, which makes him feel more at ease.

The lunatic noticed that Mr. Hu seemed to have something on his mind today. He originally wanted to ask, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he couldn't do anything, so he gave up the idea.

"Brother Tiger, I'm leaving first," the madman said.

"good."

After the madman left, Master Hu sat down on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand.

Zhou Xing, the bodyguard standing next to Mr. Hu, couldn't help but said: "Master Hu, Chen Er just came over this morning to talk about the problem of insufficient fuel reserves. Now he directly promised to guarantee heating. Will..."

Before he could finish speaking, Master Hu waved his hand to stop him from continuing.

"The food issue is the most important. Natural disasters continue. If we cannot maintain a stable source of food, the Southern Paradise will be over sooner or later!

You go and ask Chen Er to come over. We must prepare as soon as possible to trade in Oil City before the ice and snow melt."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhou Xing nodded and said: "Okay."

Then he hurriedly left the room.

...

Northern Commonwealth.

In the inner city.

Hefeng was carrying a kettle on his way back to his residence when he was suddenly blocked by a group of people.

He Feng raised his head and took a few steps back warily after seeing the leading man.

"Tian Yunxiao, what do you want to do? This is the Northern Federation, I warn you not to mess around!" Hefeng slowly backed away and shouted sternly.

The voice is loud and wants to attract other people's attention.

Tian Yunxiao smiled coldly and said to the people behind him: "Hit me! I must break one of his legs today!"

boom!

He Feng threw the kettle in his hand towards the person closest to him.

The water in the kettle spilled out, and the kettle hit the ground with a clanking sound.
To be continued...