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The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (19)

"How could this be? Why would no one have discovered so much coal? It's impossible and shouldn't be like this."

While diligently stacking honeycomb briquettes onto the cart like a little bee, Song Ning couldn't understand why there was so much coal left here without anyone taking it away.

"Such important supplies would never be let go by anyone, right?"

Other things are one thing, but this is coal! Even before the apocalypse, ten tons of coal here would have been enough for several families to live on for a winter.

Needless to say, in the apocalypse, coal, gasoline, electricity, and solar energy are all extremely important, and no base would be willing to overlook them.

"Haven't Li Dabiao and the others been here before?"

That shouldn't be the case. Li Dabiao's base has been established for several years, and he wouldn't have let go of the surrounding area, especially such an important resource as coal. Even if there were other people stationed here before, given the character of Li Dabiao and his group, they would have managed to get it by deception.

The plum blossom-patterned cushion pressed down on Song Ning's lower back. He turned his head, and the big cat's tail swung onto his calf as if urging him to concentrate on his work.

"Okay, okay, I'll speed it up right away."

Thinking too much was pointless. Song Ning shook off those irrelevant thoughts. Whatever it was, Brother Leopard brought him here, so from now on, these things belonged to him and Brother Leopard.

There were quite a few honeycomb briquettes, so Song Ning started looking for things. He then spent the entire day working on it, finally managing to move all the honeycomb briquettes back home.

"so tired!"

After neatly stacking the last batch of honeycomb briquettes behind the tin shed, Song Ning leaned back, intending to take a nap without a care in the world.

He was prepared to hit the ground, but when he fell backward, he felt a warm, soft cushion of flesh.

Exhausted, Song Ning could barely keep her eyes open, so she managed to raise her hand and rub the big cat. "Thanks, Brother Leopard zzzz..."

He fell asleep instantly, completely unaware that the black panther's gaze, as if he were regretting something, was filled with a hint of annoyance as he turned to look at him.

With things weighing on her mind, even though she was exhausted, Song Ning only slept for about half an hour before getting up.

The first thing he did after getting up was stare at the mountain of honeycomb briquettes for a full ten minutes, until Big Cat came over to look at him with a "What are you doing?" look on his face. Only then did Song Ning burst out laughing.

"I thought I was dreaming, but I never expected it to be real."

He thought that his dream about bringing back ten tons of coal and then lighting it for warmth when the weather got cold was just a dream.

I never expected it to be true.

"Oh right, I haven't checked my clam oil yet."

Song Ning greeted the big cat with a smile before starting to search her body.

After searching for a while, he found five palm-sized boxes and then fell into deep thought.

Were these five boxes this nice before? Or was it because he wiped the dust off when he put them in his pocket?

"Something feels off about today?"

Song Ning pondered, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards the direction of the big cat.

The big cat turned its back to him and continued to wag its tail as usual; everything seemed normal.

"I think I'm overthinking it."

Song Ning bent down, took out one of the boxes, opened it, and gently rubbed it between her fingers.

"It's not broken! It should still work."

That's great! These five boxes are quite a lot. If he uses them sparingly, they should last him a long time.

Song Ning placed the five boxes of clam oil and the eyebrow pencil he had found on the shelf with the canned goods. In addition to the canned goods, seasonings, and tools that were there before, there were now knives and other things that he had found at the safety store. Compared to before, it looked full and neat, which made him feel more comfortable at first glance.

"Oh, right, I also found some good stuff before."

Song Ning filled a wooden bucket outside the tin shack with water and did a simple wash. This bucket, which he had found at the breakfast shop, was quite convenient for him. Every time he finished using it, he could simply pull the bucket over with a small cart, fill it up, and bring it back. It wasn't too much trouble.

After cleaning, Song Ning pulled out another batch of things, which were several large rolls of soundproofing mats.

“These are all good things.”

These things were found on Da Tou and his group. Song Ning guessed that these were good things that the convoy found when they set off last time. None of the people in Li Da Biao's convoy were diligent. They probably didn't have time to unload the things, so they all ended up benefiting him.

It was already dark. Song Ning lit the torches she had made earlier and fixed them next to the tin shed, feeling a bit of a headache.

He originally planned to search outside today and then come back to put the soundproofing mat into the tin shed. The soundproofing was secondary; the most important thing was that this thing was also quite effective at blocking the wind and keeping warm.

But it's obviously too late to do it now; we can only wait until tomorrow morning to hurry up and get it done.

"One person is still a bit insufficient for labor. It would be great if I could split it up and have two people use it."

Song Ning rambled on a bit, so we had to put the soundproofing mat away for the time being.

The black panther remained lying behind him as usual. When it heard him say "two people," its ears twitched slightly, and its eyes seemed thoughtful.

Song Ning busied herself like a diligent little bee, tidying up everything and bringing back the quilts and clothes that she had washed and dried during the day. She also took a thorough shower herself, knowing that it wouldn't be as comfortable to take a bath tomorrow when the temperature dropped.

After washing up, Song Ning realized something that made him a little embarrassed.

Most of the clothes he found were outerwear; he barely had any underwear besides the one he was originally wearing. After taking a shower and changing, he was left with nothing to wear.

"Never mind, there's no one else here anyway, let's just leave it at that."

Song Ning simply didn't wear pants and pulled out a large T-shirt to cover her thighs. Then she grabbed the clothes she had changed out of and quickly washed them before the temperature dropped completely.

"After washing the clothes, I'll hurry up and fetch water before the temperature drops. I don't know if the lake will freeze by then. If it does, it'll be easier to get the ice. Or how about we build an ice cellar to store ice while it's still cold?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and his eyes began to light up with anticipation.

Behind him, the black panther didn't hear what the humans were saying at all. His gaze kept shifting away from under the hem of the clothes, and then he couldn't help but look back.

After watching it several times, he couldn't help but stand up and leap onto the roof, using the slight night breeze to start thinking about what was wrong with him.