The tree house with the bed was covered with bed, and it felt very comfortable to sleep. The next morning, I woke up and felt refreshed. Doudou was already lying beside the bed, stretching her head to look under the tree, not knowing what she was looking at.

I looked down with Doudou's gaze and found that it was a fat cat that came out of nowhere, squatting under the tree and licking his claws.

"Cat?" Fu Hongyang suddenly felt refreshed, "I just thought about finding some living creatures for experiments yesterday, but today a cat came, and everything I wanted was done."

He slowly went down the tree, not wanting to alarm the fat cat.

The fat cat doesn't know whether it is domestic or wild, yellow and white, and its body is dirty. I don't know how it survived the disaster of more than ten days. It's still alive and can still touch Fu Hongyang's home. Logically speaking, both Fu Hongyang and Doudou are afraid of haze, and cats should also be afraid of haze.

"So it might have lived in another place without smog before?" Fu Hongyang thought, and a little movement was still made under his feet.

The fat cat was very alert. After hearing the movement, he quickly stood up and jumped towards the corner of the yard.

After Fu Hongyang landed, the fat cat had already run ten meters away and looked at him vigilantly. He did not escape further, but just looked at Fu Hongyang like this.

Squinted his eyes, Fu Hongyang did not catch the cat immediately.

He threw a bayou fruit at the fat cat's place. The fat cat jumped away in fear, but after waiting for a while, he went over and sniffed the bayou fruit and started eating slowly.

Seeing this, Fu Hongyang smiled slightly.

Begin to be busy with your own affairs, wash your face and brush your teeth, simply wash your clothes with water, and hang them on the rope to dry them.

Then he ran to observe the big black ants for a moment. The size of the ant colony seemed to be limited and it was always maintained at about 3,000. They dug caves in the corner of the wall, but no big black ants, including the mutated queen, entered and exited the ant hole. They still habitually lived on the wooden boards.

The planted umbrellas have signs of being ruined. I don’t know if they were done by fat cats or by mice at home.

"When I look back, the reverse growth of the black sap has ended. When I leave here, I can bring the mutant queen and arrange a few small ants for it."

Fu Hongyang thought.

The entire ant colony will definitely not be taken away. If you take the mutated queen and go to a new place, you may be able to breed a group of big black ants. Even if you cannot breed a new ant colony, you can feed it yourself.

While observing the ant colony, the fat cat was locked in the corner of his eyes. The fat cat was also hiding from him, but never left this haze-free area. It was obvious that the fat cat also didn't like haze, so he stayed here and didn't know where it lived before.

Fu Hongyang did not put down Doudou, who was humming in a hurry on the tree, for fear that Doudou would scare the fat cat.

He entered the tiled house, found a bamboo pole inside, and then twisted it into a fork with a clothes hanger, and tied it to the front of the bamboo pole. Such a simple cat-catching tool was done, and he continued to find a piece of thin rope and stuff it into his pocket. After all this, he quickly climbed up the tree and picked a few fresh papillary fruits.

Use mahogany fruits to attract fat cats.

The fat cat was very alert, but could not stand the temptation of the mulberry fruits, so it approached Fu Hongyang bit by bit. Fu Hongyang was not in a hurry, but led the fat cat to the corner of the wall step by step. Just when the distance between the two was less than three meters, the fat cat was on the left of the tile house and the wall on the right was only one way to go.

Fu Hongyang suddenly waved the bamboo pole in his hand, and made a move like lightning, forking it hard towards the fat cat.

Click!

The head of the bamboo pole was a little tilted, and the fat cat's hair was blown upside down, and rushed towards the courtyard wall, rushing to half the height before he was unable to climb and jumped down again. In this gap, Fu Hongyang had adjusted the bamboo pole for a second time, just like a young man Runtu stomped in the middle of the night.

With the waist and hips united, hold the bamboo pole high.

Thorn!

The clothes hanger at the tip of the bamboo pole, the fat cat running in the precise fork, could not move the fat cat on the ground, and could only make a meowing scream.

Fu Hongyang was unmoved. He continued to force the fat cat with one hand, took out the rope from his pocket with the other, put a stitch on the rope with one hand, and put it on the fat cat's neck. He slowly loosened the bamboo pole. The fat cat, who was screaming, jumped up and ran away like a flying one, but just ran a few steps away, his neck was pulled by the rope.

"Don't waste your energy, stay here as a teenage mouse, wait until I'm trying to see if the zombies are contagious, and then let you go." He pulled the fat cat and tied the fat cat to the trunk of the mulberry tree. The rope was a bit long, enough for the fat cat to climb onto the branches on the first floor to stay. This would be very safe.

"Woom!" Doudou saw the fat cat climbing a tree, and his territory consciousness bloomed and he barked.

Fu Hongyang hurriedly stopped and said, "Don't shout!" Seeing it lying on the edge of the bed of the tree house, he was so anxious that he wanted to come down, so he climbed the tree and put it down again.

Doudou, who had gone down the tree, did nothing, so he circled around the bauble tree and stared at the fat cat.

...

Doudou can stare at the fat cat carefree.

But Fu Hongyang cannot relax.

Although he is safe to live in this haze-free area, there is always a sense of urgency that is endless, forcing himself to act as soon as possible and get out of here - he is a human being, and human beings are naturally a group animal, and the loneliness of living alone becomes stronger and stronger as time goes by.

morning.

He waved his machete for a long time.

He constantly practiced various sword drawing techniques, how to quickly swing, kill, slash, and block. He knew very well that he could not learn by himself and become a martial arts master without the teaching materials. He was just strengthening his muscle memory, making his move faster and exerting more force.

Anyway, when you encounter a zombie, Xia Jiba will be slashed for a while.

"After all, all martial arts in the world are invincible, and only quick is not broken!" After eating a few mulberry fruits at noon, he began to polish the steel bars pulled out of the floor slab.

Although machetes are easy to use, because of the frequent cutting of trees, the edge of the knife is already a bit blunt, and the handle of the knife is too short, which is not suitable for group battles.

The steel bars are one inch long and one inch strong. You can sweep a large area of ​​zombies by waving them. When you encounter a group of zombies, the steel bars are more suitable for fighting. There are big stones in the yard. He put the steel bars on the big stones and polished them hard, trying to sharpen the tips and make it easier to assassinate them.

In addition, he also found the needle and thread at home, and stitched his coat and repaired several pockets that could store knives.

He has to bring the kitchen knife and fruit knife in the kitchen.

These knives are very small and suitable for carrying close-fitting. As for other clothes, wooden sticks, and steel bars, he planned to gather them on his backpack. The backpack was his backpack. At that time, in order to pursue personality, he bought a large backpack similar to a mountaineering bag, and he could take a lot of dirty clothes home every time.

The backpack was tidy up, the clothes were also sewn, and the new mask was sewn by him.

Looking at the fruits of his day's labor, Fu Hongyang suddenly felt a heavy harvest and satisfaction: "People can grow up in adversity. When did I think I could sew clothes before?"

Sighing quietly for your growth.

He put on a mask, walked into the haze carefully, and took a few deep breaths. He felt a little breath-holding, not very smooth, but the smell of haze blocked most of it. If he breathed hard, he could basically meet his breathing needs: "Yes, it's enough in haze."
Chapter completed!