Natural Disaster Simulator: I won by laying hundreds of billions of materials

Chapter 42
The roar of zombies was heard in the distance, Liang Yingsheng hurried back to the garage and together with Liang Zhimo pulled down the shutter door, worried, he took out a cabinet from the space and put it against the door.

There is a wooden door behind the garage. The wooden door is not locked. When it is pushed open, there is a step leading to the second floor.

A flashlight was given to Liang Zhimo, and the two went upstairs cautiously one after the other.

The second floor has three bedrooms and one living room. The things in the room have been turned over in a mess, and there is a zombie in the toilet.

Liang Yingsheng didn't do anything, watching Liang Zhimo finish off the zombie, the siblings sat on the sofa to rest for a while and continued to search for usable things.

Liang Yingsheng didn't let go of electrical appliances, some furniture made of solid wood, bedding and pillows, and they can take them out to exchange supplies with others when encountering cold waves in the future.

After all, they run a restaurant, and the family stockpiled a lot of condiments.

Perhaps the people who came to loot thought it was not a life-saving item, so they didn't take it away.

Liang Yingsheng also found several bags of dog food in the storage cabinet on the balcony.

Those people are really blind. Although dog food is something that dogs eat, its nutritional value is quite high.

Liang Yingsheng knows the brand of these dog food, it is quite famous, pure natural ingredients, mixed with purple potato and chicken.

You know, in the simulator, the value of dog food is higher than that of sweet potatoes, and ten catties of sweet potatoes can be exchanged for one catty of dog food.

Moreover, after the factory was completely scrapped, no one produced this thing, and it was really gone after eating it.

After searching all the houses, the two went downstairs, took out the wire and fastened the wooden door and locked it before returning to the caravan.

Liang Yingsheng took some commonly used things and put them in the caravan, the refrigerator was filled with food, and the sheets and quilts for getting on and off the bed were ready, and then entered the space with Liang Zhimo.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and the two of them were already hungry.

Liang Yingsheng didn't want to eat ready-made meals if he had the space to cook, so he gave Liang Zhimo a Snickers bar to fill his stomach before cooking, while he took a change of clothes and prepared to take a bath.

Liang Zhimo's cooking skills follow his father's, and the food he cooks is extraordinarily delicious.

Dinner is one meat and one vegetarian plus sauerkraut vermicelli soup.

After Liang Yingsheng drank two bowls of soup, he felt that he had finally come back to life. "If there is no apocalypse, I strongly suggest that you quit your job in the hospital and open a restaurant."

Liang Zhimo couldn't help but expose it: "It's convenient for you to come to eat every day, isn't it?"

Liang Yingsheng didn't feel guilty: "You are my own brother, what's wrong with taking a few meals with you?"

"Sister, you couldn't find a boyfriend before the end of the world. Now that it's the end of the world, won't you be able to find a boyfriend even more?"

Feeling that he was laughing at herself, Liang Yingsheng smiled on the skin, "Can you say it again if you have the ability?"

"Ahem, I feel it."

"Hmph, what kind of man do you want? Do you want a man to eat rice and pork? Do you want a man who doesn't have to worry about being bitten by zombies? I don't care if he has to eat and drink if his fart is useless."

Liang Zhimo was ashamed, secretly glad that he was the younger brother of Liang Yingsheng's mother and compatriot.

"I'm going to wash the dishes after dinner. The sheep pen is not strong enough, so you can strengthen it."

Liang Yingsheng ordered.

From now on, the space will be their hometown, so they can come in and live there if they have something to do, so they have to make it look better.

"Sister, why don't you stay in the space all the time?"

Liang Yingsheng asked back, "Do you want to live here forever?"

"No, the existence of space is not to make us deserters, but to help us when we are in urgent need."

That is the existence against the sky, something that may disappear at any time.

"Everyone is trying to adapt to the apocalypse. If we keep hiding, we will completely derail from the world and human beings."

Liang Yingsheng smiled and rubbed Liang Zhimo's short hair, "Not bad, I've grown up."

"..."

Everyone is the same age, you are only a few minutes older than me.

In fact, Liang Zhimo is more mature than Liang Yingsheng in some aspects. He is a leader among medical students. He has always been the top three in his class from elementary school to university.

As a matter of habit, he stays awake all the time.

"The end times are difficult, and space is our only reliance. Parents are old enough to let them stay here. You need to improve your physical fitness quickly."

Asking himself, Liang Zhimo felt that his body was really not that bad, but Liang Yingsheng was too perverted.

But yes, his sister has been reborn so many times in the simulator, and she has been trained no matter what.

After washing the dishes, Liang Yingsheng took the hoe to dig the ground. This time, she planned to plant some strawberries and watermelons. The adult pomelo trees that she bought specially before were only the size of a fist when they were planted, but now they are much bigger. It can be eaten in half a month.

Well, by the way the vines were pulled.

Fruits are vitamins, which cannot be lacked.

Liang Zhimo quickly finished his work, and came to help Liang Yingsheng dig the ground and plant seeds together.

"I remember that there are many wild medicinal herbs on the hill behind the old house. When we go back, let's dig some and plant them in the ground. The land in the space is fertile, and everything can be planted with half the effort."

Liang Yingsheng had no research on herbal medicine, so he resolutely entrusted such a difficult task to Liang Zhimo alone.

Busy and busy, the two of them rewashed and went back to their rooms to rest in the early morning.

Afraid of accidents outside, Liang Yingsheng got up after six o'clock, and after hastily tidying up, Liang Zhimo had already come out of the kitchen with breakfast.

"Sister, how about eating steamed buns at noon, put them in the RV refrigerator and heat them in the microwave directly."

In a hurry and didn't have much time to cook, Liang Yingsheng took a few buckets of instant noodles, and the two returned to the caravan.

There are no windows in the garage, and it can be judged that it is already bright outside through the crack of the rolling shutter door.

Liang Yingsheng held the whip, and Liang Zhimo opened the door.

Just as the door was opened a crack, a pair of bloody feet came into view. Fortunately, the two of them were prepared not to be frightened.

The door opened wider and wider, Liang Yingsheng quickly took out a piece of raw meat and threw it outside, and those feet ran away.

Liang Zhimo took the opportunity to quickly open the shutter door, and when he heard the movement, he picked up the zombie that was eating raw meat and rushed towards him.

It was ragged and there was not a single inch of intact skin on it. Its lip had been bitten off, and the flesh from the wound had completely rotted away.

"It's disgusting."

Liang Yingsheng couldn't help complaining, and when the zombie approached him, he raised his whip and slashed at it.

The horsewhip was like a sharp blade, splitting the zombie's head in two.

Even though he was used to this scene, Liang Zhimo couldn't help but patted his head.

He had tried that horse whip, although it had been improved, but it would not be able to split a person's head with one whip.

So, how strong is his sister, and the simulator has mutated her genes?

As if seeing through Liang Zhimo's mind, Liang Yingsheng said arrogantly: "Don't be infatuated with sister, she is just a legend."

Reborn so many times and suffered so many crimes, how can I not get some benefits?
"..."

The car continued to move forward. As Liang Yingsheng thought, the national road is indeed much safer than the expressway, and you can still meet fleeing vehicles and survivors on foot on the road.

From time to time, you can also bump into eating zombies.

　Maybe, ask for a monthly pass?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)