Chapter 21: Overnight in the car

He Zizhong understands that even if he refuses the other party's invitation, they should follow their car or they will follow. Now he didn't want to have trouble, and didn't want to ask for trouble, so he shrugged casually.
The man happily agreed with him on the departure time tomorrow morning, and negotiated the journey, and then turned back contentedly to the car behind.
Reached out and touched Fang Hao, who was obviously frustrated: "Let's just stay overnight."
Fang Hao nodded and sighed: "I originally wanted to make some bread embryos tonight..."
He Zi pondered it again: "Why don't you go first to deal with these, take a bath and take a break, and I will help you out later."
"Hey?!" Fang Hao's eyes widened, "Can you do this?"
Touch his hair again. The soft hair is as soft as his personality with tenacity: "Of course, you can call me out if you have anything in it. I can hear and see. ."
The space in the bracelet is amazing. Items, animals, and humans can be taken out at any time...Of course, the word "take out" is not very pleasant for humans, but it means no difference.
In other words, He Zi focused on place a and let Fang Hao enter the space, and after he reached place b, Fang Hao could appear next to him.
As for He Zizhong himself, when he enters the space, his bracelet will stay in place. If someone leaves with the bracelet, when He Zizhong leaves the space again, he will appear where the bracelet is, and the bracelet Will immediately wear it on his wrist.
The more embarrassing thing is that if someone who does not know takes the bracelet and wears it away, when He Zizhong leaves the space again, he will immediately squeeze that person away, and the bracelet will be worn back to his hand again.
The reason why Dai Jun in the previous life was so sure that He Zizhong's space was related to the bracelet was because he had seen this with his own eyes.
And now, since He Zizhong has given all his feelings and trust to Hao, he believes that even if Fang Hao is the same as Dai Jun in the previous life, he will not behave like that person for a long time. thing.
Consciousness sneaked into the space, seeing Fang Hao hurriedly ran into the kitchen to wash his hands, and began to pack his things to prepare food for storage, He Zizhong's mouth couldn't help but bend. Think about it, take out the phone and record some notes and some material storage points near city a that he can remember. Immediately, I turned up the offline map and made various annotations on it.
He also needs to collect a lot of things, not only for the two people to use in their lives, but also to collect enough materials to exchange crystal nuclei with the people in the base.
Although for a long time, people have not discovered the existence of crystal nuclei-after all, the volume of this thing is too small. But soon, this kind of thing will appear in the base one after another, although everyone does not know how to use this thing, but this does not hinder people's unrestrained imagination-who has not read a few copies?
Because space requires crystal nuclei, it will not be possible to accumulate that many crystal nuclei by himself and Fang Hao. Especially in a few days, the movements of the zombies will become more and more flexible, basically the same as humans. What's more terrifying is that they are amazingly powerful, tireless, and sleepless...
Rubbing his forehead with some headaches, he felt that it was not good to have too many things in his brain, thinking too much, and having a headache.
There was a faint light from the cars behind, and it was just over seven o'clock in the evening, and those people seemed to be eating and preparing to rest. There were a few people who got off the car and went to the bushes on both sides for convenience. He Zizhong couldn't help but wander off again—when did the plant mutation begin?
After the end of the world, many plants withered in large areas and were unable to grow. A few plants mutated and became extremely aggressive, and some became highly toxic. The only edible crops left were coarse grains with poor taste and tough viability. . Therefore, the price of the food stocked by the supernaturalists who inspired the space abilities in the early end of the world is rising...
Rubbing his temples, tracing his fingers across the messy map marked by him, and clicking on the site of a certain instant noodle factory-here, after officially settled, you can consider going around first, especially here is a very convenient way to another important material factory.
There are still many things to do, let's do it one by one.
I was thinking about it, and suddenly a voice of "Heh--" came from the open window. The sound was relatively soft, it sounded far away, but—turning his head to look at the two people who had just finished on the side of the road, He Zizhong put on his gloves and picked up the iron rod on the pedal with his empty hand. A flashlight was taken out of the space, and it flashed several times towards the car behind.
The people in several cars became vigilant, locked the doors quickly, stared, and looked around nervously. Sure enough, it didn't take long for a zombie to walk out of the grass in the field.
He Zi reopened the door and put it neatly on the zombie. After collecting the crystal nucleus, he kicked it back into the field. If it weren't for the zombie, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to attack like Lei Feng.
The person in the car behind looked at him as if he was going out for a walk, and swallowed subconsciously, stupefied that no one dared to talk to him--especially because he still had a murder weapon in his hand!
In the second car behind, the woman who had met He Zi again during the day patted her chest and muttered: "Fortunately, I will be separated from them tomorrow. Killing zombies is so neat. Who knows if you have killed anyone before?"
Zombies are more obvious to sounds and smells, and the attraction of sounds to them in particular surpasses everything else. The smell of blood is second-only the smell of blood will attract them.
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But what makes people feel a little troublesome is that it seems that human urine can also play a similar role, but some people think that the sound of convenience attracts nearby zombies, and some people think that it is the smell of urine itself—just Like a woman's monthly aunt, the nearby zombies will be particularly excited.
In any case, when it is convenient in the wild, you must be very careful, so as not to be bitten off by the zombies.
He Zizhong, who returned to the car, put away the iron rod, took off his gloves, and reached into his backpack, only to find that he had drunk the bottle of water.
I subconsciously explored the divine sense into the space and found that there were a few bottles of pre-filled space water on the coffee table in the living room. My heart warmed, knowing that Fang Hao specially prepared it for his convenience.
Replace the empty bottle in his hand with a bottle of water on the coffee table, pour clear water into the abdomen, and let the original fatigue disappear instantly.
Fang Hao was not in the room at the moment. He Zizhong searched and found that he was working in the field.
Most of the various vegetables that he planted before have blossomed and fruited. Fang Hao is digging potatoes. The supermarket basket next to him also contains many freshly dug carrots and onions, as well as common spices such as onion, and garlic.
Turning his consciousness back to the kitchen, He Zizhong saw what was being stewed in the pressure cooker on the fire, but unfortunately, he couldn't smell it...
Fang Hao is cooking for himself-thinking of this, He Zizhong's heart is especially warm, he remembered the situation of Dai Jun in his previous life...
Well, he shouldn’t always compare that person with the virtuous Fang Hao, but now that Fang Hao is busy with the lives of the two people, he always remembered that he occasionally looked inside in his previous life and found someone lying there. Shots of eating apples in bed, watching, or simply falling asleep.
And these times, it is often when I need to call him out...
With a light sigh in his heart, he put the divine sense into the underground warehouse again, considered for a moment, and picked out a book that he picked up from the bookstore yesterday to pass the time-he had to admit that it was really boring when he was alone outside , What needs to be done to pass the time.
At about 9:30, He Zizhong, who heard Fang Hao's greeting in the space, quickly released him.
Fang Hao held a plate in his hand, half of which was filled with rice, and the other half—"Curry rice?"
Fang Hao nodded vigorously: "Try it? I made it with the vegetables produced inside. The taste... is beyond description!"
Without Fang Hao's explanation, He Zizhong was already completely attracted by the fragrance on the plate, and he took a spoonful of food to his mouth...
He Zizhong has always known that the crops in the space are delicious, but he did not expect that the finished meals made with a large amount of space products would be so delicious. If he is making a movie now, he must immediately let the special effects artist play golden light behind him!
The delicacy of the vegetables in the curry completely obscures the original protagonist's beef. What the is it! !
"Senior, we have all the seeds. I am going to plant some of the commonly used spices, dry them, and powder them!" Fang Hao was also very excited, his eyes were shining.
He Zizhong nodded vigorously: "The food we have collected is enough for the time being, so grow it slowly." After eating another spoonful, He Zizhong suddenly remembered something, "Have you eaten?"
Fang Hao's face blushed inexplicably, and his eyes drifted away: "I...taste..."
He Zizhong raised his eyebrows: "Taste?" With so much food in the space, the two of them didn't have to save the food like other survivors.
"...Just had dinner before entering the space...not hungry yet..."
"I just ate it too." He took out a spoon and sent it to him.
Fang Hao raised his eyes and glanced at him secretly, opened his mouth to eat, was fed by his senior, kissed indirectly... It seems that it is worthwhile not to eat alone !
"Why didn't you eat it?"
"...I'm going to sleep in a while, I'm afraid of growing meat..." He didn't care about this when he was alone, but now... Fang Hao found that he was turning in a strange direction again.
He Zizhong almost squirted out the rice, put down the spoon and squeezed his cheeks: "It doesn't matter if you get fat, it feels good in your hand." This is by no means flattery or flattery. He does think Fang Hao doesn't matter if he gets fatter, even if he changes. It is fleshy, it must be very comfortable to hold, not to mention the current Fang Hao is still a little thin.