Pregnant mothers in the last days rely on unlimited supplies to survive

Chapter 118 This is not conducive to physical and mental health

Huami's lower abdomen is no longer as soft as it used to be. Although it looks flat, it feels a little hard.

I don't know if it's a boy or a girl.

Hua Mi thought that there were still a lot of monk clothes for newborns in her level 13 storage, and suddenly seemed a little anxious.

She has never been a mother, so she has no experience. Should I stock up on some milk powder first?

While thinking wildly, Hua Mi saw Cao Feng rolled over by the mud.

Cao Feng's spirit looked very bad, and his whole person showed a kind of fatigue.

Hua Mi took out her mobile phone to check the time. An hour had passed since she took a picture of the energy light cluster for them just now.

So can an energy light cluster only satisfy the energy consumption of an ordinary person for an hour?

She took out a ball of light from the level 13 storage, took advantage of Cao Feng's inattention, and shot it directly into his body.

Hua Mi greeted Cao Feng again,
"Go and eat some cake. I think this mudslide is getting smaller and smaller, and it will be able to withstand it slowly."

Cao Feng looked at the mud pouring in from the one-person-wide crack in the door, and it was indeed getting less and less.

It seems that the mountain outside has collapsed, and now the outside has stabilized.

Just wait for everything that needs to be vented to leak in, before they are submerged in mud, they can find a way to dig out the mountain by themselves.

One after another, the garrison began to get tired again, and the energy in their bodies was consumed quickly after an hour of high-intensity work.

But no one got tired and got down. This material storehouse of unknown size had never been filled with mud.

In the end, everyone was in high spirits, but it was Hua Mi who, because of the lethargy during pregnancy, couldn't bear it, and fell into a sluggish nap.

With sleepy eyes, she didn't know who the person opposite was. Anyway, when she saw someone passing in front of her, she patted the energy ball, and patted it back and forth. Her hands didn't touch the other person's body, and there was a distance , and the energy ball in his hand can be slapped into the body of the garrison.

Can it be like this?
Hua Mi's head was bouncing, and she almost fell headlong into the mud due to drowsiness.

someone shouted,

"Stop, stop!"

She opened her eyes and saw that there was a huge stone wrapped in the mud outside the crack of the door. The stone blocked the gap of a person's width of the door, leaving only some small gaps, like a water gun, into the materials. Curry mud.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Chi Chuan and others sat in the mud inside the door, and couldn't help laughing like the rest of their lives.

Then everyone laughed too, because none of them was smothered to death by the mud, and none of them died of exhaustion.

Aren't Survivors worth a good laugh?

Soon, however, they stopped laughing.

They realized that at this moment, a huge rock was blocking the door of the material warehouse, and now they wanted to dig a passage out of it, but there was no way.

But there is still hope for them.

Chi Chuan stood up, and said loudly to his little friend and Uncle Eight with a smile,

"There is food and drink here, as long as we are patient, someone will come to rescue us."

So now we just need to wait for Commander Gong to rescue them.

Everyone forced a laugh again, even though they said so, but with the current manpower and material resources, Commander Gong didn't know how long he would have to wait to dig them out.

He will definitely come, and no one will doubt this. Originally, the material depot was buried so deep in the Mangmang mountainous area, and was found by the palace commander. What's more, there are hundreds of living people in the material depot now. garrison.

Cao Feng pushed through the crowd and asked the telegrapher,
"Have you received a telegram from the boss? What did the boss say?"

The dispatcher was stunned, he turned his head and looked for Hua Mi.

Hua Mi stood behind the crowd, raised her hand and said,

"Your boss said, let you rest and rest, he will get you out in a few days."

In a few days?
When everyone heard Hua Mi's words, they obviously didn't believe it. The landslides on such two big mountains are now burying them under the double mountain.

If you want to dig them out from under the double mountain, a few days are definitely not enough.

But as long as the commander responds to the message, it means that he is on the move. Everyone just needs to maintain a good mood and wait for rescue.

Seventh Uncle quietly approached Eighth Uncle, lowered his voice,
"Hey, have you seen a disaster movie? I heard that the survivors after the disaster will have some kind of stress reaction."

Uncle Eight turned his head and looked at Uncle Seven under the dim light,
"Nonsense, I think you are mentally healthy."

"How do you know that if I'm trapped for ten days and a half months, I won't be psychopathic?"

Seventh Uncle was very unconvinced, and said with a stiff neck,
"Psychopaths know it, but in a depressive and cramped environment, people have nothing to do, just love to think about it, think about it, think about it, and it is easy to become abnormal."

Before the words were finished, Shi Diaida came over with a mallet and hit Uncle Seven on the head.

"I think you are a bit perverted right now! Talking nonsense, it will affect morale!!!"

Afterwards, Shi Diaia kicked Uncle Qi again, and was about to continue beating when Hua Mi walked over.

"I think what you say makes sense."

Hua Mi stopped Shi Diaida from kicking Uncle Qi, she took out a snakeskin bag from behind, and said seriously,

"I have some things here to pass the time. If you don't mind, let's play with it first. When Commander Gong rescues us later, we won't be afraid of psychopaths anymore."

A few people stepped forward and poked their heads to look at the snakeskin pocket. Inside were some fluorescent sticks, fluorescent dentures, and fluorescent demon horns, which were particularly rough in workmanship. In the past, they often saw such cheap toys on the street stalls.

In the dim light, this pile of things exudes a strange green light.

Shi Diaia took out a fluorescent skull mask and looked down speechlessly. He felt that playing with this kind of toy in this environment might make it easier to develop psychological problems.

Overhead, because of the unstable voltage, the lights in the material warehouse flickered.

Watching everyone start distributing fluorescent toys, Hua Mi looked back at the door blocked by a boulder.

She has to find something for the people here, otherwise everyone will be staring at the door of the material warehouse, how will she clear the passage in a while?

Then, Hua Mi cast her eyes on the guards gathered between the shelves in twos and threes, she called Cao Feng and Tang You,
"Let's have some entertainment, otherwise everyone will quickly become psychologically depressed, which is not conducive to physical and mental health."

Cao Feng wiped the mud off his face,

"Sister Hua, what kind of entertainment are we going to do? I'll listen to you."

Hua Mi pointed to a projector, DVD, curtain, and a pile of CDs under her feet. These were second-hand ones she bought when she was shopping at the street stalls, and now they come in handy.

Tang You picked up a CD and read,
""The Millionaire CEO's Million Bride"? The first season."

　My mother will meet me tomorrow when she returns to Changsha from Tianjin, and then we will go back to my hometown in Zhangjiajie to celebrate the New Year, so someone will bring me a little baa, I am happy!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)