Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Zhou Yang shook his head, putting that question out of his mind, and took Gu Yaoyao back.

There are so many pitiful people in the apocalypse, and the base doesn't care about them. Why should an ordinary person like him care?

Besides, he doesn't remember knowing any women he has a grudge against, let alone having an ex-girlfriend. He's been single since birth for many years.

So after thinking it over, he concluded that this woman might really be a lunatic.

When I got home, it was just lunchtime.

Since it was just him and Gu Yaoyao, Zhou Yang only prepared a simple two dishes and a soup.

The Huang family's meals were even simpler; they simply went to the corridor outside the door, brought out three mutated rats, and that was it.

After all, it's better to eat things with a strong bloody smell outside the home.

Unfortunately, over this period of time, the little creatures have become spoiled and can no longer eat raw food.

Zhou Yang lingered on the ground for a long time, but still refused to eat the raw mouse.

With no other option, Zhou Yangxin took out a large oven, then pinched his nose, sprinkled some cumin and salt on them, and roasted them skin and meat together.

"This is my biggest concession. Don't expect me to clean it up and roast it for you. Take it or leave it!"

An hour later, Zhou Yang angrily threw the roasted mutant rats at Da Huang and the others, then turned and left.

Tsk, I should have known better than to let them eat dog food with Pea. I even picked out his food for him.

The big yellow dogs behind him didn't care what Zhou Yang thought. They drooled as they looked at the fragrant roasted mutant rats. They didn't mind that their owner hadn't skinned or gutted them. They pounced on them and took a big bite.

After lunch, Zhou Yang coaxed Gu Yaoyao to sleep, then closed the door and went out, grabbing Da Huang and the whole family and entering the space through the bathroom in the outer room.

Previously, whenever he had a spare moment to come in, he would just rush around and tidy up the space. Today, while Gu Yaoyao was taking a nap, he finally had some free time to properly organize the space.

Upon entering, Zhou Yang first went to check on several fruit trees, which were laden with fruit, but unfortunately he hadn't had time to harvest them.

Fortunately, the space is quite magical; the fruit doesn't fall to the ground and rot immediately after it ripens, and the same goes for the vegetables in the field.

Zhou Yang felt it might be somewhat related to the space and land. But even if they were related, he couldn't directly harvest them with his mind...

Moreover, picking the fruit from the trees is quite troublesome, as many of them grow at the top of the tree and are out of reach even with a ladder.

But now that we have rhubarb, things are much more convenient.

Zhou Yang took out several large bamboo baskets and placed them under the fruit trees. He then called Xiao Huang over and instructed it to pick fruit from each tree, but not to steal any.

Lured by Zhou Yang's promise of drinking spring water after picking the fruit, Xiao Huang quickly climbed up the fruit tree and began picking the fruit with great effort.

Seeing that their son had a job exchanging spring water, Da Huang and Er Huang also came over to look.

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, you guys have work to do too."

Then Zhou Yang took Dahuang and Erhuang to one of the fields, brought out several large baskets, pointed to the lush green vegetable field, and gave them tasks.

"See all these vegetables in this field? Each of you is responsible for one section. Harvest them all and put them here. I'll come back to inspect them later. If you do a good job, you'll get some spring water to drink. But if I find any of them stealing spring water, I'll chop them up and feed them to the mice!"

Dahuang and Erhuang nodded repeatedly and plunged into the field, one pulling up radishes and the other pulling up lettuce, working enthusiastically.

Seeing how dedicated the big and small yellow dogs were, Zhou Yang was very pleased and went straight to the other side to collect other vegetables.

Twenty minutes later, when Zhou Yang came back to check, the baskets under the fruit trees and by the field were already full.

Because they had worked so hard, the whole family was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, panting heavily. The family lay down neatly in a row.

"Yes, very good, well done!"

As soon as they saw Zhou Yang return, the little yellow dogs perked up and sat up expectantly to look at him.

Instead of getting water, they heard Zhou Yang's words, which came out at -37 degrees Celsius despite his 37-degree mouth: "But we still have work to do."

Upon hearing this, the little yellow dogs drooped their heads, their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at Zhou Yang.

What happened to the promise of having water to drink after finishing the work?

"Ahem! Well, this is really the last job. It's easy, and there'll be water to drink after I finish."

Upon hearing this, the little yellow dogs perked up again, their eyes lighting up once more.

Okay, I'll believe you one more time!

After calming down Dahuang and the others, Zhou Yang used his spatial abilities to turn over the soil in the land where the vegetables had already been harvested, and then dug out one pit after another.

The Huang family watched this amazing scene from the sidelines, filled with admiration for their owner, and their eyes sparkled as they looked at Zhou Yang.

When Zhou Yang finished tidying up the fields and went to see the weasel family again, he gained three little weasel fans.

Zhou Yang coughed lightly, then took out two bags of sweet potatoes and potatoes that had been sprouted in advance, and handed them to Da Huang and Er Huang, telling them to put one in each hole.

After Dahuang and Erhuang dragged away the two large bags of seeds, Zhou Yang took out another bag of pumpkin seeds, handed it to Xiaohuang, and told it to go to another row of fields and put two seeds in the same hole.

After Xiao Huang started planting pumpkins, Zhou Yang took out other vegetable seeds and planted them in another field.

Zhou Yang had already used up all the available seedlings, so now he could only use seeds to grow vegetables.

It seems I'll have to save a little bit each time to let it produce seeds, and do a good job of saving seeds, otherwise what will I do when there are no more seeds?

With the help of Da Huang's family, the fields were quickly planted.

This time, Zhou Yang kept his word and took them directly to the spring, intending to let them drink to their hearts' content.

However, Zhou Yang was dumbfounded when he arrived at the spring.

When did this mutated ivy start growing here?

Although it was quite small compared to the mutated ivy outside, and it was currently twining around another low bush next door, Zhou Yang would never mistake it for another plant.

Just as he was wondering why there was a mutated ivy in the space, Zhou Yang suddenly remembered that last time he was captured by the mutated ivy, he escaped into the space in the face of death, bringing the mutated ivy vine on his feet with him.

In my haste to escape, I tore it off and tossed it aside, forgetting about it.

Could this be...

"Could this be the small piece I threw into my spatial storage last time? We're doomed!"

How could we forget about the abnormal survival ability of the mutated ivy?

Zhou Yang tapped his head, feeling a terrible headache.

No, we absolutely cannot let this mutated ivy continue to grow in the space. We must find a way to get rid of it!

Thinking this, he casually summoned a cleaver and chopped down on the main root of the mutated ivy, which was as thick as two adult fingers.

With a "Bong," only a small gash appeared on the main root of the mutated ivy, but Zhou Yang was still jolted back a step.

Zhou Yang: ...

What the heck? It's this small and already so difficult to handle? The mutated ivy outside wasn't this hard to cut down.

Zhou Yang refused to believe it, so he made another cut right where he had already made the incision.

Now the cut is bigger, but the knife is ruined.

Damn! That's a complete waste of a knife!

But it's okay, he also collected quite a few kitchen knives.

Just as he was about to continue chopping with a new cleaver, the mutated ivy suddenly released the low bushes and attacked Zhou Yang's right hand holding the cleaver.

Zhou Yang took a step back and hurriedly used his spatial control to freeze the mutated ivy in place.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he switched to a spiked club and began to pound on the ivy vines that were reaching into the air.

After dozens of blows, the opponent was knocked into the ground, and several leaves fell off.

"Damn it! In my territory, you think you can bully me? I'll beat you to a pulp!"

When Zhou Yang was exhausted from fighting and saw the mutated ivy lying motionless on the ground, he finally stopped to catch his breath.

Then, he grabbed the main root of the ivy, intending to pull it out of the space, and planned to use the space to cut the ivy directly, then take it back and burn it along with its roots in the soil.

This was something he had just thought of when he had fixed the ivy in place.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly felt a tickle on his face. He turned his head and saw that the vines that had been crawling on the ground had somehow gotten up again and were rubbing their pointed buds against his face.

Zhou Yang instinctively leaned back and slapped the branch that was about to reach out.

The ivy vine paused for a moment, perhaps realizing that Zhou Yang's face shouldn't be touched, so it turned and rubbed against the back of Zhou Yang's hand that was holding its main root.

Zhou Yang: ...? ? ?

What the hell? What do you mean by that?

"What do you want? I'm telling you, I can raise chickens, ducks, dogs, and vegetables in my space, but not mutated grass! You must die today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire mutated ivy plant began to tremble, and the leaves made a sound like a baby crying as they rubbed against each other.

At this moment, Zhou Yang was stunned.

Why does this ivy in the space seem so sly and different from the one outside that's always ready to devour people?

It mutated twice?

"What do you want? Stop making that crying noise! ​​It's annoying me!"

Upon hearing this, the mutated ivy froze, then carefully used its vines to touch Zhou Yang, the ground below, and the spring next to him, before finally crawling obediently to Zhou Yang's feet and rubbing against him.

"You want to follow me, live in this space, and drink the spring water?"

Zhou Yang was puzzled for a long time before he understood what the ivy meant. He tentatively asked, but his face became more and more unpleasant with every half sentence he uttered.

Seeing that Zhou Yang had perfectly translated his meaning, the ivy immediately danced with joy, waving its branches and starting to circle around Zhou Yang's feet.

"Did I agree? And you're already dancing?" Zhou Yang rolled her eyes at the ivy vines twisting on the ground, and said, "I don't accept things that are useless to me. What can you do in this space besides wasting my resources? I don't want you!"

Upon hearing this, the ivy frantically grabbed a vine, thrashed about for a moment, then suddenly stood up again, sprouting a new small vine. With a "whoosh," it was cut off by the old vine and handed to Zhou Yang, then pointed outwards.

"What do you mean? You want me to take it outside and raise another one? Am I crazy? I don't have any plant powers! What if it eats people?"

The ivy tilted its head, then, looking quite troubled, pulled out a small, yellowish-green nucleus crystal, about the size of a little fingernail, from its main root.

Immediately afterwards, he went to Zhou Yang's hand, which was still holding the new vine, and quickly made a small cut in his palm. Before Zhou Yang could react, he swiftly stuffed the crystal inside.

Before Zhou Yang could even feel the pain, the operation was over. He hurriedly tried to pry the crystal out, but the ivy pulled him to the spring and soaked his hand in it.

As soon as his hand touched the spring water, it started to itch. When the ivy released him and he took his hand out to look at it, all that was left on his palm was a scab, and he couldn't even feel the crystals inside.

"What did you do?" Zhou Yang asked, his face darkening as he looked at the mutated ivy.

"Xinxin...this is...for you..."

"Ok?"

Zhou Yang was just thinking about how to destroy the ivy when he suddenly heard a child's voice. He looked up sharply and stared in the direction of the ivy.

Was he hallucinating? He actually heard the ivy talking.

"You... can talk?"

"To...Xinxin...you...hear..."

Zhou Yang: !!!

"The fragment of the elemental core you just put in my hand is part of your heart? Because of your heart, I can hear you?"

The ivy vine tapped up and down twice.

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up instantly: "If other people also embed plant cores in their hands, can they also communicate with plants?"

He seems to have discovered the key point! If this is possible, wouldn't many people be able to communicate with plants and thus subdue mutated plants for their own use?

However, his hopes were soon dashed by the ivy.

"Voluntarily...give to...others of my kind who...can...hear me...cannot...die...nor..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yang was disheartened; as expected, there's no such thing as a free lunch.

It's difficult enough to find a docile mutant plant, let alone get it to voluntarily give its nucleus to humans.

Moreover, judging from this, one can only hear the thoughts of the metanuclear plants distributed to humans; the metanuclear plants dug out from dead mutated plants are completely useless.

Zhou Yang sighed, then said, "But even if I understand you, it doesn't seem to be of any use. You can't help me in the space..."

But it seems a bit of a waste to kill you now. Maybe we should just put you in the space so you can harvest crops and water them.

"Ya Ya...can...go...with you...feed...water...doesn't...eat...people..."

"Hmm? I planted this little vine outside. As long as I water it with spring water, it won't need to eat people, right? Are you sure I can control it in the future?"

"There's water... but I won't eat... You have... a heart... you can..."

"Hmm, that's not bad. So, does this mean I have plant-based abilities now, and can I level up? But I still don't feel any extra energy in my body. Should I give it a try?"

After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he took out the crystal core that he had smuggled in earlier and tried it out.

The crystal core remained untouched in my hand...

As expected, he was destined to be an ordinary person.

Having a core embedded in the body only grants the ability to communicate with plants; it does not grant any special abilities.

Well, at least he has another card to play to save his life.

However, it's not appropriate to plant this vine now, and he can't explain how an obedient mutated ivy has appeared.

Let's talk about it later when we need to.

After returning the vine to the mutated ivy, Zhou Yang stroked his chin and said, "Since you're following me, let me give you a name, otherwise I won't know what to call you in the future."

"Hmm, let's call him Tiger." Zhou Yang thought for a while and patted the ivy vines.

The ivy didn't quite understand the intricacies of human naming conventions, and since it had no objection to its own name, it shook its vines in agreement.

Only the yellow family, who had some experience interacting with humans, silently covered their eyes.

The owner's ability to choose names is truly indescribable...

After naming the ivy, Zhou Yang instructed Ah Hu to keep an eye on the space for him, and then took the whole family out of the space.

He'd wasted a lot of time with Ah Hu; it must have been almost an hour outside. He needed to hurry and get out.

Otherwise, Gu Yaoyao might be scared if she wakes up and doesn't see him.