In a few moments, he had found the tool he was looking for from the ruins, a hoe that looked scarred, old but still looking to be able to continue to be used for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is the tool he is looking for, and it may not be worth the trouble of burying it, but there is no doubt that when he only has such a small amount of things left, any measures will become very necessary.

And when he did this, he himself believed that to the greatest extent, no one other than himself could find out, and the facts have proved how correct his own ideas were.

This hoe can be used as a weapon, can be used as a tool, can be used as a variety of things, but it is unexpectedly suitable, this is like a shovel, although it is not easy to use in all aspects, but the function is undoubtedly quite complete, at least it can not only be used as a tool for cultivating the land.

As long as he is willing, he doesn't know how long he has used this tool in his hands, and he doesn't know how many times he has repaired it, and how many effects can it play.

Such a tool will usher in the first use of itself in front of the transformation of itself.

Step by step, he was determined to walk to his purpose, which was a piece of dirt, his own backyard, and it seemed to be a place without any strangeness, but in fact it was true, because at the beginning, he had discovered the value of food, so he spent a lot of effort to hide it perfectly.

On the outside, there is a lot of camouflage, and on the inside, it is buried deep in the ground, and it takes a long time to dig it up.

No one can find it at all except yourself, this is absolute insurance, there are no exceptions, and there can be no exceptions.

He walked to that one place, an inconspicuous place, not a corner, but also inconspicuous because of it.

There, it looks ordinary, and there is no trace of it being turned over.

But that's just his own disguise, he naturally won't be so stupid, since he decided to hide something and bury him deep in a pit, naturally there will be no very obvious flaws.

Something like freshly dug soil, if you think about it, you know it's impossible.

He did have some freshly dug soil, but it had been spread out to other places, and although it looked a little different in color, it didn't look strange because it was everywhere.

After digging a pit, the old soil is taken and filled, and the new soil is spread out elsewhere.

He dug in this one place, he didn't make a mark, and he didn't need to do such a thing as a mark.

All he had to do was dig up the earth with a hoe in front of this one place!

Soon, all this, if he was counting on the same thing, dug up the soil little by little, and the color of the soil he saw was very consistent with what he had seen before, which further confirmed the correctness of what he had done.

Everything is fine, everything fits perfectly, everything is fine.

He thought to himself.

All of them were fine, the color of the soil was exactly the same as I imagined.

Finally, a bag appeared in front of him, and it was a bag, an ordinary, white bag.

This made his heart, which he had been carrying all along, finally relaxed.

Although he is quite confident in himself, no matter what, he is facing an important choice in life, and it is inevitable that he will be nervous.

In this process, he seems to be very indifferent, but in fact he is not, he is not as calm as he seems on the surface, confident? Of course, there is self-confidence, but there is fear.

Therefore, when he dug out this bag, he always looked very nervous in his heart, and it was not until he successfully excavated it that he finally put down the big stone in his heart again.

There are no moths happening, there are no accidents at all, and in this way, you can finally not worry about it.

It's also a pretty good thing.

He exhaled deeply, moved the bag of grain up little by little, and then rubbed it up little by little.

There is no doubt that with his current physical strength and body, it is impossible to carry this grain at all, but if it is just to move it, then it is still no problem to rub it up little by little.

Sure enough, for him, it only took a moment to successfully carry this bag of grain to it.

In this way, then he can finally take a breath of relief and come out with a sigh of relief.

"In that case, I should already have the initial capital, he thought to himself. Then, after recovering his strength in the pit with his back against the dirt, he immediately began to stick his fingers into the dirt, and little by little he got himself out of the pit.

In the end, it was quickly next to the grain bag.

He re-followed the previous method, little by little, to get the dirt back again, covering up all traces as much as possible.

"However, although everything is perfect, it still seems that it is still a little bit of time accumulation, but, forget it, anyway, it will not come here in the future. He said silently in his heart, and at the same time, he was still saying goodbye to his home, which was a farewell, a farewell that would never come again.

He carefully examined the food bag in front of him.

The amount inside, it doesn't look much worse, which is not bad, and because he got a little more cloth or something like that in advance, he wrapped it inside, although it can't be said that there are three layers inside and three layers outside, but there is no doubt that he thinks that these protections are rigorous enough.

And things are almost the same as I imagined.

Although the steps on the outside look a little dirty, it doesn't matter, it is originally this function, and the grain inside is almost intact.

Although it is said that there is something like sediment, this is common sense, and it is something that everyone does, and it is a strange thing that there is no sediment in a bag of grain.

But more than sediment, it's grain.

After all, this is a bag of grain.

"All of them are fine. He thought to himself.