In the Pacific Ocean.

The clouds are thick and the water vapor is lingering.

The thick fog is constantly moving with the ocean currents.

As the fog spreads these days, it slowly reaches Fujian Province.

Somewhere on the top of the middle section of Wuyi Mountain.

This mountain is the highest in the surrounding area and is sparsely populated.

There is a circle surrounded by wooden fences, with a house in the center.

The foundation of the house is made of stone, and the top is made of wood.

But it looks pretty solid.

A man with long hair was digging a hole in the ground with a hoe, and then placed a seed in the soil.

Behind him, there is about three-thirds of the field, with some scattered small slopes, which are all the corn he has planted.

The temperature has picked up recently, so he planted the corn seeds he had treasured for a long time.

Many consecutive natural disasters made him miserable.

But it is getting harder and harder to collect supplies. If you don't grow and produce your own food, there will only be one result: starvation.

Several natural disasters taught him a lesson.

That is, don't sow too much at one time, lest all the crops be destroyed when a natural disaster strikes.

The circle enclosed by a wooden fence on the top of the mountain is less than an acre, or just over 400 square meters.

Around the wooden fence, a cordon or iron wire was used to set up a cordon.

There are some wooden sticks, wine bottles, and stones scattered here and there hanging on it.

Once a zombie approaches, some sounds will be made to alert people inside.

But since the poster of this mountain is relatively high, the terrain is not too rugged.

It's not easy for people to climb up, let alone zombies.

Transportation is extremely inconvenient.

Wuyi Mountain covers an area of ​​nearly one thousand square kilometers, with many mountains and rivers.

The man has lived in seclusion in this place for many years.

Even before the end of the world, he had been living in seclusion here.

"Ahem." He stood up and hit his lower back with a hoe.

His hair reached his waist, but he simply tied it with a rope to prevent it from getting loose.

"His dad, he's back for dinner." A woman wearing an apron with a sallow face stood at the door and said to the man outside.

This woman is about forty years old, and she doesn't look particularly energetic.

"Wait a moment, and I'll come in after I finish planting the land." The man said to the woman standing at the door.

He turned his head and looked at the sunset, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

Ten years ago, he worked in Mdu, a well-known financial securities firm, and earned a lot of money.

However, the tremendous pressure and fast pace of life made him lose himself, and later he fainted and fell to the ground because of staying up late.

When I woke up, I was already in the hospital and was diagnosed with vertigo.

Only then did he realize the preciousness of life.

From then on, he became obsessed with those pastoral lives, and couldn't stop watching videos of people surviving in the wilderness every time he saw them online.

He had a dream in his heart to return to the countryside. Later, he met a graphic designer while traveling, and he found that he had too many things in common with her.

Fall in love slowly.

Later, due to a criticism from a leader, he made up his mind to retreat to the mountains and forests.

He no longer wanted to deal with people, so he came to Wuyi Mountain and contracted the mountain for thirty years.

He also used his previous savings to buy solar panels and miscellaneous daily necessities.

He liked the primitive life, so he built a house with stone foundation and wooden frame.

The house is not big, only 100 square meters, but he is very satisfied with it.

Because this place is too remote, the purchased materials require workers to walk a long, long mountain road before being delivered here, and the freight is several times more expensive than the materials.

He had made up his mind to live in seclusion here and never come down from the mountain.

So he bought seeds, labor tools.

He stayed there for several years. During these years, he also encountered some problems while living in seclusion and had to go down the mountain.

But after those few years of experience, he used the remaining money to accumulate enough supplies for him to use for twenty years.

Such as salt and sugar, he hoarded more than two tons.

With these things, he rarely goes down the mountain.

It wasn't until the sixth month after the apocalypse broke out that he wanted to go down the mountain to see his parents.

As a result, I found that the outside world had changed.

He hurriedly returned to the top of the mountain, and he never went back down the mountain from then on.

Seeing that the outside world was like a human tragedy, he was even more grateful.

I'm glad I retired here early.

.....

"Huhu——"

With a smile on his face, he continued to cultivate with the hoe.

A few minutes later.

He planted corn seeds in the little remaining land.

He used a spoon to pour water into the soil little by little from the urine bucket next to him.

"His dad, come in and eat quickly, the food is almost cold." The woman walked out again.

As she spoke, the woman seemed to see something incredible.

He held his breath and walked towards the man.

"Old Yin, look, what is that?" The woman's voice was trembling, and she pointed into the distance.

"What?" The man bowed his waist and poured the last spoonful of water.

He raised his head and looked at the woman in confusion. When he saw the frightened expression on the woman's face, he quickly picked up the hoe that was lying on the ground.

After so many years, although zombies are rarely encountered on this mountain, there are always a few zombies that come here, and he has solved them a lot.

Seeing the woman's expression, he subconsciously thought that he must have seen a zombie again.

Holding a hoe, he stood in front of the woman and protected her behind him.

But the next second.

After seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately opened his mouth.

"This, this, this, this..."

They were on the top of the mountain and had an extremely broad view.

Under the sunset.

I saw thick fog in the distance, blowing overwhelmingly.

Endless.

In the setting sun, these thick white fogs are rising one after another.

Devouring sunlight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The mountains and forests in the distance seemed to be swallowed up by a huge mouth.

Wherever it is shrouded in thick fog, nothing can be seen at all.

This extremely strong sense of oppression gave both of them a feeling of suffocation.

"This shouldn't be evaporative fog, uphill fog, frontal fog, or probably advection fog." The man observed the endless thick fog, thoughts flashing in his eyes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Then...then...what should we do now?" The woman's voice was trembling.

The man quickly took the woman's hand and led her back to the house.

In the house, there was a little boy and a little girl. There was a pot of potatoes in front of the two children.

When the two saw the man coming in, they quickly said: "Dad."
To be continued...