Chapter 39: Life Is Like Duckweed

The sun and the moon rotate, and day and night alternate.

The warm sunshine sprinkled on Xiao Jian, warm and cozy, and gradually dissipated the damp and cold air accumulated at night.

Xiao Jian lay on the sofa, and Da Huang lay on his belly and licked his paws.

The furry thick tail flicked left and right, and a tuft of white hair on the tip of the tail occasionally rubbed Xiao Jian's face, itching.

The kitten didn't have so many thoughts, and didn't know what Xiao Jian was thinking, but after observing for a while, it found that Xiao Jian's expression remained calm, so it ignored him.

The big sun was basking comfortably, with a warm and soft human body as a meat pad, and the 100 points of sunshine value every day was full.

If you don't enjoy such a good life now, where does all the sadness come from?

Xiao Jian stared at the fog wall, and his hand unconsciously scratched Da Huang's increasingly fat buttocks.

"... Ten thousand horses are running in his mind."

"Until the building collapses, huh... I sang it wrong."

"When I have the conditions in the future, I must learn to play guitar."

Xiao Jian rang the bell of Da Huang twice, stood up with the cat in his arms, and then put it on the sofa.

The tiredness in his body and the hunger in his stomach, these signals from reality constantly remind him that he will be sleepy if he doesn't sleep, and he will be hungry if he doesn't eat.

The world is material, and human beings are always realistic.

Only after a meal can one have the strength to feel sad about the passing of spring and autumn.

"Dang...dang..."

The shovel hit the flint, splashing a spark.

The spark shot onto the cotton ball, slowly carbonizing the cotton, and finally smoldering.

Carefully protect the tinder, put it into a sparse ball of shredded paper, and blow gently to bring more oxygen to the smoldering tinder.

The high temperature of the tinder carbonized the surrounding paper balls, slowly releasing combustible gases such as hydrogen, carbon monoxide, and methane...

When the temperature reaches a certain critical point, the combustible gas is instantly ignited.

It smoldered and turned into an open flame.

Xiao Jian carefully put it into the bonfire, slowly adding fine wood to make the flame burn more and more vigorously.

When the fragrance of rice soup filled the air, Xiao Jian suddenly felt at ease...just like his heart, which had been hanging for a long time, finally fell to the ground.

With his efforts, he went from being trapped in a small courtyard and crying out to the sky and the earth to no avail, to now having food, drink, and a cat.

Life has been getting better little by little, so what is there to worry about?

When is life not like duckweed?

There is actually no essential difference between working hard in a big city and drifting in the foggy doomsday and between countless space slices.

Not long after, the rice soup was cooked.

Xiao Jian poured himself a cup.

"Huh..."

He exhaled a breath of hot air, and the whole person seemed to become energetic.

The hot rice soup is moderately sweet and has a strong milky aroma.

The trans fatty acids and flavors from the industrial age make the ordinary rice soup delicious.

Da Huang, who was lying on the sofa, sniffed, raised his head and looked at Xiao Jian, then fell back and closed his eyes.

Xiao Jian took a look at the reserve of sunlight value.

Yesterday, 2,000 points were consumed for Da Huang to evolve to stage 3, and more than 1,000 points were used to reshape the "breakwater", and only a few hundred points were left.

After accumulating all night, the sunlight value has now increased to about 5,000.

Because the battle last night only damaged a few iron cages and did not affect the "breakwater", the sunlight value that must be spent today was only 100 points for Da Huang's maintenance fee.

In other words, Da Huang's 4th level can already start.

But Xiao Jian did not rush to consume the sunlight value, but went to the molting birch tree first, collected today's blank resource cards, and then went to the side to start chopping wood.

The tree that was dragged back last time has only been processed halfway, but the firewood pile has been piled high.

When living in the city, there is natural gas when you turn on the valve. Some apartments don’t even have natural gas, so you can only use induction cookers, which is even farther away from open flames. It is hard to imagine that one day he will feel anxious about the lack of fuel.

But when he returned to the countryside, he was trapped in this small world again. Looking at the high pile of firewood, the sense of security in his heart is hard to describe in words.

It is very labor-saving to chop with a fire axe, and every time he goes down, he can bring wood chips flying everywhere.

"Duo..."

A stump as thick as a bowl was split in half by a fire axe, and there was a sense of relief when he saw it.

Xiao Jian spent the next day doing heavy physical labor.

Unknowingly, the whole tree became firewood of the right length, neatly stacked on one side of the yard.

And until the sun and the moon alternated, there was still no zombie attack.

Xiao Jian walked to the sofa and gently touched the cat's head.

Da Huang lay quietly here for a day, without the restlessness of a teenage cat at all.

"Meow?"

Da Huang found that Xiao Jian started to wind its bell again, and quietly pushed Xiao Jian's hand away with his hind legs, then yawned and stood up.

"Stingy guy." Xiao Jian scratched its chin, and Da Huang squinted his eyes comfortably.

While stroking the cat's head, Xiao Jian chose to offer sacrifices.

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4000

Stage 3→Stage 4

This time, Xiao Jian stared at Da Huang without blinking, wanting to see how this so-called evolution happened.

However, under the golden light, Da Huang was no different except that his body was slightly larger.

Of course, there are still some differences.

Da Huang's attack and health increased by 1 and 3 respectively, becoming 8 attack, 6 defense, and 21 health.

This attribute is comparable to the succubus monster card Xiao Jian had seen before.

"Meow!"

After the golden light on Da Huang disappeared, the first thing he did was to get close to Xiao Jian and rub him hard.

"It's stage 4, right? Save up a few more days of sunshine and I'll upgrade you to stage 5... Don't run away!"

Xiao Jian said and went to play with the bell again, but Da Huang, who was just clinging to him, ran away with a whoosh and jumped onto the firewood pile... After seeing that Xiao Jian didn't catch up, he stretched his head between his hind legs and licked the bell himself.

"Hehe... You're on night watch! You've been sleeping all day!"

"Meow."

Da Huang responded lazily, Xiao Jian shook his head, and just lay down on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone involuntarily, and put the [Harmony Stone] on the mobile phone screen.

Then, the familiar screen shadow appeared in front of him again.

He started to swipe the text messages and WeChat messages that he hadn't finished reading before.

Most of the messages on WeChat were useless, except for some panicked videos that made Xiao Jian feel a little bit of other people's panic.

However, most of these videos were shot indoors, and they were all of chaotic crowds, but there was basically no mention of the disasters they faced.

After scrolling through WeChat, apart from knowing which leader died and which former colleague died, there was not much useful information.

Then Xiao Jian started scrolling through text messages.

The amount of information in the text messages was much larger, allowing Xiao Jian to finally get a glimpse of the doomsday that others experienced.

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