Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

That is just the few supplies left on your body when you escape.

Qi Mingyu frowned slightly, but soon relaxed again: "We have to deal with things one by one. As for finding a water source, we'll split up and look for it after we've set up the tent."

Then he asked, "How's the situation here? Are you having any trouble?"

Xiaoliu shook his head. "Everything is going well so far. This place is quite secluded, and the fjord is very narrow, only small boats can pass through. The navy is anchored in the bay further away, with only a small number of soldiers left on the shore to maintain order, so no other survivors have come here yet."

Zheng Zhiqing then said, "Fortunately, we split our forces into two groups and came to occupy this place in advance, otherwise it would have been occupied by others by now."

Qi Mingyu nodded, a relieved smile appearing on his tired face: "As long as we can find a source of water, we can be safe for a while."

It is too dangerous for a family of six to live by the sea.

But if you live with a group of like-minded people who are familiar with each other, take turns to keep watch, and divide the work and cooperate, not only will safety be greatly improved, but you will also not be so tired.

Zhang Jia came over with some driftwood in his hands. These driftwoods had drifted from the sea, and no one knew where they came from.

But Zhang Jia and his companions had lived in the apocalypse for so many years that they could tell at a glance that these were all supplies, so before they even got a foothold, they quickly took people to pick them up.

She was also surprised to see Qi Mingyu and Zhou Jianghai. She looked around and asked, "Where are Wanwan and Auntie?"

Qi Mingyu said, "They're waiting over there. We're exhausted after coming up the mountain. Dad and I came to find you. Let them wait over there."

"Let's go, I'll go with you to pick them up!" Zhang Jia said cheerfully.

The others dispersed and continued to work.

In the fjord, the waves gently hit the rocks, making a rhythmic sound.

Qi Mingyu, Zhou Jianghai and Zhang Jia returned along the same route and reunited with Zhou Shuwan and others.

On the way, they met a group of survivors who were returning from the mountains collecting rock mushrooms.

These people were dressed differently, and they were carrying bags of different sizes, which were bulging with the rock mushrooms they had collected.

"How was the harvest?" Qi Mingyu's heart moved, and he took the initiative to greet the other party.

A short, thin, middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his face and grinned, "Not bad, this rock mushroom is growing quite fast. I guess we can pick some more in a few days."

As he spoke, he shook the bag in his hand and said, "It's just that this mountain road is not easy to walk on. It's hard."

Zhang Jia also joined in the conversation: "How's the situation on the mountain? Is it safe?"

Another younger woman continued, "It's okay, but the slope is a bit steep, so you have to be careful."

The two sides exchanged a few brief words and felt a little relieved when they learned that the yield of rock mushroom on the mountain was good and enough to supply the survivors around.

After saying goodbye to each other, the two teams headed towards their respective destinations.

After Zhou Shuwan arrived at the campsite in the fjord, he looked at the tents that had been set up. In just a few days, this place looked like a mature gathering place.

Although these tents are very simple, made of plastic sheets, wooden boards and tattered canvas, they are drafty everywhere and are not as comfortable as real tents.

But at least it’s a safe home!

Zhong Tiyun lay on the stretcher, half raising her head to look around, and her heavy heart felt a little relieved.

In the future, when Dahai, Xiaoyu and others go fishing, Grandma Pang and I will sit by this reef to dry the fish, which will also be of some use.

Zhou Shuwan knew that taking out his intact tent at this time would arouse everyone's suspicion, but now his family was injured and tired, so they should replenish themselves with nutritious food and have a good rest at night.

The importance of a well-sealed tent cannot be overstated and should never be given up.

She walked over to Qi Mingyu and whispered, "Brother Yu, these tents are too simple. It will definitely be cold at night. Mom and Mumu haven't recovered yet and can't get cold. How about we find an opportunity in a few days to take out some of our tents and other supplies and say they were stored outside before?"