Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Apocalyptic Breeding Plan?

As time gradually passed, Qinkang County appeared in front of Han Feng's eyes again, the rapid rotation of the wheels of the Unimog RV also slowly reduced the speed of rotation, and the huge body of the RV stopped steadily in front of a slightly dilapidated looking hotel in Qinkang County.

"Professor Zhang, Qinkang County has arrived, you can get off."

After Han Feng parked the car, he also came to the RV living area, nodded his head at Zhang Dongpei, and made a gesture of please.

"Thank you so much for saving us out so selflessly." After Zhang Dongpei saw Han Feng, he first thanked him, then turned his head and said to the doctoral students he brought with him: "Come, help me down." ”

When those doctoral students from Huaqing University took their supervisor out of the Unimog RV, they raised their heads and found the three-storey old hotel at the side door of the RV, and they helped Professor Zhang Dongpei and slowly walked into the hotel.

Looking at the figure that was about to disappear, Han Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shouted at them: "If you have changed your mind in the past two days, you can come to Ronghua Hotel to find me." ”

"Han Feng, do you think these stubborn intellectuals can change their minds?"

Standing beside Han Feng, Wang Yingyu, who watched the figure of the scientific research team from Huaqing University slowly disappear, asked the doubts in her heart.

"Of course! They haven't experienced the cruelty of the end times, and if they really don't open up at all, then I will let them experience the cruelty of the end times. When he said this, Han Feng's face showed a cloudy and uncertain look.

"Plop!"

Just as Han Feng was communicating with Wang Yingyu, a slight sound came into his ears.

"The sound seems to be coming from the bottom of the car."

As soon as Han Feng heard the sound, he squatted down, lowered his head, and looked at the position of the chassis of the Unimog RV.

Just as he was squatting, a stuffed animal jumped out from the position of the chassis of the RV, and its dark eyes stared at Han Feng directly.

"Mutant Beast!"

Wang Yingyu, who was standing beside Han Feng, found that a stuffed animal had jumped out from under the Unimog RV, and he was immediately frightened and screamed in shock.

The little animal that had just jumped out from under the car was also startled by Wang Yingyu's voice, its back arched instantly, and the fluff on its whole body exploded one by one.

"Don't be too nervous, this isn't a mutant beast, it's just an ordinary orange cat." Han Feng waved his hand at her after seeing Wang Yingyu's whole body on guard as if she were facing a great enemy, with a nervous look on her face.

"Relax, not all creatures in the last days will become mutant beasts, there are some special individuals who will still maintain their pre-apocalyptic appearance and character, if they can be used as pets before, they can also continue to be kept as pets."

"What! Isn't it true that all creatures kill each other and become mutants? "Wang Yingyu is even more confused about the mutant beasts now, the several mutant beasts she and Han Feng hunted before were all ferocious and abnormal, and they were very difficult to deal with, but the orange cat in front of her could be kept as a pet.

"That's true."

Han Feng said as he slowly stretched out his right hand towards the orange cat with a vigilant face.

The orange cat found that Han Feng's outstretched right hand did not continue to approach it, and slowly relaxed its vigilance, leaning forward gradually, and the tip of its wet nose slowly approached Han Feng's outstretched right hand.

When it was sure that Han Feng in front of it had no intention of attacking, it jumped forward violently and began to circle around Han Feng's feet without stopping, and at the same time 'meowed'.

"Looks like I'm hungry."

Han Feng gently grabbed the orange cat that was wandering around at his feet and took it to the RV.

"According to you, if we encounter ordinary birds that have not mutated, such as chickens and ducks, we humans can still domesticate them and make them a stable source of food?"

Wang Yingyu, who returned to the RV, couldn't wait to ask Han Feng.

"You're right." Han Feng nodded, grabbed a handful of jerky at the same time, put it in front of the orange cat, and smiled with satisfaction after seeing the orange cat in front of him gobbling up the jerky and starting to tear the jerky.

Then he raised his head and said, "But if you want to domesticate chickens and ducks on a large scale, it's just a beautiful idea at present." ”

"First of all, you have to find a pair of chickens and ducks that are not mutated and can be domesticated, the value of this thing should not be too low, after all, the number of creatures without mutation is really not much. Secondly, if you want these chickens and ducks to become a stable source of food, then this pair of breeders or ducks alone is not enough, you must have a sufficient population size to do so, and the difficulty level of this is not at the same level at all compared to finding a pair of chickens and ducks that have not mutated. ”

Han Feng's words completely shattered the breeding dream that had just risen in Wang Yingyu's mind.

Seeing that Wang Yingyu lowered his head and stopped talking, Han Feng smiled: "But your idea is good, if we can continue to expand the scale of the organization in the future, I believe there will be this day." ”

"Meow-"

As soon as Han Feng's words fell, the orange cat, who was originally eating jerky on the side, also seemed to agree with Han Feng's statement and meowed.

Hearing this cat meow, Wang Yingyu shook her head a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm thinking too much, just found an animal that hasn't mutated, it's like becoming a breeding tycoon." ”

When Han Feng and Wang Yingyu popularized the knowledge of domestication, they had already started the Unimog RV, and with the surrounding streets, the slightly desolate street scene, quickly retreated, and it didn't take long for the RV to come to the gate of Kanghai Financial Services Co., Ltd.

In an office of Kanghai Financial Services Co., Ltd., Lin Hai was thinking about his next plan when a rush of footsteps interrupted his thoughts.

"Boss, the RV that attended the trading conference in the morning is back now, and they are parking."

With the sound of shouting, a man with a shotgun on his back quickly rushed into Lin Hai's office and said breathlessly.

"I'll be back so soon!"

Lin Hai was also stunned when he learned that Han Feng had rushed back from Qinkang Chemical Park so quickly.

He didn't try before, and took his subordinates to Qinkang Chemical Park, but his subordinates, not long after entering the park, began to shout headaches one by one, and their breathing began to be difficult.

However, he didn't expect that Han Feng had just reached a deal with him in the morning, and it only took three or four hours to get the protective suit and come back, deducting the time on the way back and forth, this action was inevitably too fast.