Land Expedition?

Zuo Anan held his breath and hurriedly hid behind the door.

Hong said in a loud voice: "Hmph, he is strong, after all, there is a big background, half of the communication satellites that our country rushed to repair back, and they were all occupied by these sons, and I heard that the mayor has not received news from the outside world." ”

"What are you doing all this? He is not from the same world as us, and this time he has made a great contribution, I heard that the capital is going to send someone to pick him up, you control your mouth, don't offend a big man in vain. ”

The cold voice was so low that it was almost impossible to discern, "I heard that when those monsters bite people, people will become that kind of monsters, just like zombies, if this is true, W City will fall sooner or later, and then it will be as simple as stealing and robbing?" Don't rely on this dress to do any justice now, when the government is paralyzed, who can we soldiers be better than? It's good not to be besieged and retaliated. If you encounter this kind of thing again, turn a blind eye, besides, catching thieves is originally the business of the police, what do we care? ”

The voices of the two gradually faded away, and Zuo Anan came out of it, his face was very solemn,

Are there really aging people in other cities?

Then W City will definitely be infected in the end, and it will not be safe here.

She took a breath and slowly exhaled again.

That was also a period of time, at least at this moment, W City is a rare safe place in the whole of China, she is still too weak, why not improve her strength here with peace of mind, and then enjoy this last period of peace?

With a sense of urgency, as soon as I got back to the hut, I began to clean it quickly, throwing out all the mess, pulling down the partitions of the roof, removing the doors and windows, and carrying water from the river at the foot of the mountain, which was about to dry up, and rinsing it vigorously, and then lighting a fire, steaming it dry, and smoking away the dampness and mildew of the years.

The temperature was very high at noon, the sun was hot, and at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the house was completely dry inside and out, Zuo An'an climbed on the roof, filled the area that might leak rain with asphalt, covered it with steel plates from the factory at the foot of the mountain, and then covered it with a thick rainproof canvas.

The ceiling of the house was nailed with wooden planks, plastic wallpaper was pasted along with the walls, and a thick plastic carpet was laid on the floor, so that everything was finished except for the doors, windows, and furniture.

Finally, he put the single bed that had been moved down the mountain and washed and exposed to the sun inside, spread a mat, and Zuo Anan lay up, tired and satisfied, and sighed deeply.

Finally a decent bed, a decent room.

In the more than three years of her previous life, what she longed for most was to have a small nest that only belonged to her, safe, clean, sturdy, and private, and she could escape all her troubles by hiding in it, so she almost had an obsession with having her own house, so she spent so much effort to decorate her new home, and she was absolutely unwilling to settle for the ability to live well.

If she hadn't gotten a Unimog, she'd put a bed in the space.

After rolling for a while, she got up and went to the open space outside.

Looking at the firelight under the mountain, thousands of households, the cool breeze in the mountains, the shadows of the trees, and the insects and frogs singing.

The moonlight sprinkled on the earth like mercury, and everything seemed distant and peaceful.

Zuo An'an was immersed in this serenity, but at the same time she also knew that all this was just the calm before the storm, she stepped forward and gently touched the little donkey that was led up by her during the day, and was lying quietly on the rest, in exchange for an intimate rub.

Zuo An's peace of mind surged and he was excited.

There will be floods in this world, but she will not allow anyone to break her peace, which is the whole meaning of her rebirth, and if anyone insists on it, she will fight for what she has.

As if blessed to the heart, she took a few steps back and started the "Eight Alchemy Techniques" in the spacious open space.

Dacheng is missing

Big Profit

Straight as if bending

It's clumsy

Ignorance

If you retreat

It worked

Fearless

……

In the dark night, a slender and agile figure in the mountain forest, rising and falling lightly, spinning and moving, one by one movements were connected by her like flowing clouds and water, without the slightest pause, beautiful and smooth like the light mist coiled in the mountains, and there is an endless force in the middle, smart and firm, light and calm......

Suddenly, Zuo An'an's eyes were slightly clouded, as if the water waves were fainting, and then dissipating invisibly, she stopped, looked at her hands, and then couldn't wait to feel her body.

After a moment, she burst out laughing.

It's infuriating!

Her true anger is back!

She clenched her fists with some excitement, she didn't expect to practice the aura so easily and successfully this time, even if after awakening the martial artist's ability, she had played alchemy once, and vaguely felt a little sign, but she thought that it would take a long time to polish before she could feel the aura.

Poor Zuo An'an, of course she didn't know that there was no martial artist ability at all, but after she washed the marrow, a big threshold in front of her had been removed, and practicing alchemy would naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

It's just that...... That's all, after all, the aura of heaven and earth on the earth is thin, and Zuo An'an is very ignorant of this way, and he only has the simplest set of alchemy techniques...... It's cleaner than zero, and what lies in front of her is not a good road.

But she was overjoyed at the moment, and she played for a while, feeling the operation of the still extremely scarce spiritual energy in her body, until the middle of the moon, when she sweated profusely and went back to the house to wash, and in the middle of the night she fetched herself with a flashlight.

In the next few days, Zuo An'an also only went out before the early hours of the morning to collect the supplies he needed to decorate his hut, and stayed in the mountains for the rest of the day.

Before sunrise, I did two alchemy exercises, then after breakfast, I began to install doors and windows, and set up a shed in front of the house, and stopped working when the sun rose.

During the day, the house was sweltering, and although she had four tons of gasoline, a generator, and an electric fan, she was reluctant to use it unless necessary, so she found a clean, shady and ventilated place in the woods in front of the house, and buried her head there every day to study.

What to study?

Of course, it's the peach tree space that she attaches great importance to.

Of the two spaces, what she values more must be this space with soil. No matter how many things in the bead space are, they will be exhausted, and such as clothes and daily necessities, even if there are none, one by one bases will be born in the future, and they will be produced one after another, but if the peach tree space can be planted, she will be equivalent to having a steady stream of food manufacturing plants.

This is definitely an artifact that will make the strongest people go crazy with red eyes.