Chapter Fifty-Eight: Blocking the Road
There are mutant plants, as well as zombie plants, which are staggered and huge, and at first glance, they seem to follow the primeval forest.
I don't know if I was frightened by her fire before, or for some other reason, even the zombie plants obediently shrank and didn't dare to move.
It was also convenient for Xia Qing and them.
"Sister Xia, do you think this?" A baby-faced boy looked at a rather young boy pointing to a half-human-tall grass on the ground.
"It's a mutant plant, but it's useless, it's just weeds, do you eat weeds?"
Babyface scratched his head embarrassedly, too excited about him, "Sister, I'll look for it seriously." ”
"Come and see." Xia Qing beckoned to the others, looking at their blank faces, she knew that there was no distinction between grains, "This is a sweet potato seedling, dig it, the sweet potato at the bottom should be ripe." ”
Everyone started digging together, luckily, the mutation is not very obvious, but the sweet potato itself can grow, a small piece of rice digging up enough to have 200 kilograms of sweet potato, the largest is about the same as a basketball.
Since there was breakfast, Xia Qing didn't continue to let people look for it, mainly because this grove was very shallow, according to the estimation she had seen before, it would not exceed three acres of land, and the possibility of mutated animals was extremely low, so she didn't want to waste time here.
I cut down a tree nearby, dug a hole, buried the sweet potatoes in them, and lit a fire to roast the sweet potatoes.
For the remaining part, Xia Yun took the pot from the car and cooked sweet potato soup.
Whether it is an anomaly or not, the pure energy in the sweet potato makes everyone salivate, and before it is ripe, one by one they gather around the pot stove, stretching their necks, snorting, and intoxicated.
As soon as the pot was boiled, he rushed to the pot with the spoon made by the gold-based supernatural, scooped a large spoonful, and sent it to his mouth without caring about the heat.
It's a pity that he has a big appetite and a small belly, and he is full with only one spoonful, and a few people with special abilities also ate an extra fist-sized roasted sweet potato, which is the smallest number in the sweet potato.
Xia Yun and Xue Yan ate more, one of them contributed a lot of washed sweet potatoes and boiled sweet potatoes, and the other made half of the spoon.
These people have eaten less than one-tenth, and the rest of Xia Qing is divided into one point, which is used as lunch and dinner, and there are still four-fifths left, Xia Qing eats half of it alone, and her stomach is like a bottomless pit.
Hiccuping, Huang Mao said enviously: "Sister, your appetite is so good, don't you think it's supportive?" ”
The yellow-haired cousin was also worried: "Sister, can you absorb so much energy?" I've heard that a lot of zombies are caused by too much energy absorption. ”
"I'm fine, don't worry, I just have a big appetite." Before the end of the world, she ate thirty percent more ordinary food than normal people, and it is normal to eat more at this time.
"You're not going to be promoted to Level 2?" The yellow-haired cousin suddenly asked.
"Probably not." Xia Qing said uncertainly, inexperienced, can't say.
The cousin said seriously: "Now that the mobile phone still has the Internet, you can read more posts on the Internet if you usually have nothing to do, saying that the higher the level of the ability, the more energy is needed." ”
"I used to eat a lot when I was at home." Xia Qing didn't care and said, "I've only awakened my ability for a few days, so I shouldn't be able to advance so quickly...... Where are you going next, if you go back to H City, I can help you get the car out later. ”
"Sister, can you really help us get the car out?" Huang Mao asked in disbelief, and the other friends also looked at Xia Qing excitedly.
Don't look at each one of them is quite responsible, in fact, I have long been frightened in my heart, the impact of the end of the world on them is not small, these teenagers have long wanted to go home, but because of reality, they have to stay here.
At this moment, when I heard that Xia Qing had a way, I was excited one by one, and I couldn't wait to get home now.
"That's right." Xia Qing nodded.
"Sister, thank you." As everyone's representative, Huang Mao sincerely thanks.
"It's a small thing."
……
When she arrived at the highway, Xia Qing broke the railing on the highway with her bare hands in the stunned sight of everyone.
The gold-based adeeptic directly made a skateboard out of the car that was not there next to him, resting on the stone grid, and the car slid down.
"Sister, we want to leave now and go home early." Huang Mao came over and said, "Sister, thank you." ”
"You're welcome, it's just a gesture." Xia Qing said indifferently, "But I have to warn you in advance, the dirt roads in the countryside may be slightly better, and when you get on the road, it may not be so easy to walk, and you may not be able to reach H City today, and the zombies have a keen sense of smell and hearing, you guys, drive these cars too." ”
The people in these cars were all lost, so they had car keys, and the fuel tanks were almost full.
"Well, I see, I'll tell the others." Huang Mao nodded solemnly, "Sister, let's go, this is the address of my house, if you go back to H City, you can go to me." ”
Although she felt that the possibility of going to him was almost zero, Xia Qing still took the note and handed over the two machetes, "You can use these on the road...... Bon voyage. ”
"Hey, brother, are you going back to H City? Can you pick us up, our family is also from H City, and we also have a care for everyone on the road together, right? As he was saying goodbye, a group of people walked over, and the middle-aged man at the head smiled kindly, looking like a good person.
These people's cars are a certain distance away from them, Huang Mao and their cars only drove over after they moved away, they haven't seen it before, and they may not have come out to kill zombies, so the clothes and hair on their bodies are still clean, and their mental outlook doesn't look bad, compared to Huang Mao's dirty head and a smell that is no different from zombies, these people look like they came from another world.
Xia Qing automatically took a step back and asked Huang Mao and his cousin to tell them.
Huang Mao looked at his cousin, who was the oldest of them and the leader of their trip.
The cousin pondered for a moment and said, "If you want to follow, follow behind, if you fall behind on the road, or if something happens to you, we won't stop and we won't care...... But if you encounter zombies, everyone must come down and kill zombies, can't we kill zombies in front and be half dead, you guys will pick up people's heads in the back, right? ”
The spring breeze on the middle-aged man's face instantly stiffened, and he turned the precious watch on his wrist, the dial, "Little brother, you see that we people are either a bone, or small, not as tall as zombies, and we can't kill zombies, and the most important thing is that we are just a group of ordinary people, and we can't compare to you strangers-"
"Since you don't have any use, why should we let us take you?" Huang Mao interrupted the middle-aged man impatiently.