Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Zhou Yang, holding the weasel cub, had the weasel couple lead the way. They soon arrived at an empty storage room, where the group that had come earlier was lying.

Song Lian, Zhou Qi, Yan Fei, and a few others went inside to take a look. There were a total of twenty-three people, and not a single one of them was missing.

They are all still in a coma, but their lives are not in danger. However, after several days of not eating or drinking, everyone looks extremely haggard.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang quickly took out most of a bucket of spring water, and then, in front of everyone, added a little salt and honey, and squeezed in the juice of two lemons to make a simple electrolyte water.

"Give them this electrolyte water to drink. It can replenish their fluids and sugars, and also accelerate the metabolism of substances in their bodies that have caused unconsciousness."

Song Lian didn't dare to delay and immediately called a few teammates to help, and they poured water down the throats of these people.

"Didn't we drink this before? When I woke up, my mouth felt sweet." Lu Xingye leaned closer and asked curiously.

Zhou Yang nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right. I didn't know when you would wake up, and I was worried that you would get dehydrated, so I prepared a bucket for you as well."

Lu Xingye patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder, looking pleased: "My Yangyang is so virtuous!"

Zhou Yang smiled but didn't say anything. However, looking at the little weasel in his hand and the weasel couple beside him, he was in a dilemma again.

What should we do with these weasels?

Song Lian and Zhou Qi stared at the weasel with fierce eyes and said in unison, "Kill it!"

The weasel couple were so frightened that they curled up their tails, huddled together, and trembled. The little weasel was also so frightened that it buried its head in its fur and clung tightly to Zhou Yang's hand with its two little paws.

At this moment, a soldier with a Northeastern accent in Song's company whispered:

"Hey, you can't kill a weasel, right? In my hometown, weasels are considered spirits, and killing them will bring retribution."

Another soldier with a southern accent scoffed and retorted, "That's feudal superstition! Chairman Mao said that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, spirits are not allowed to exist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was ridiculed by his comrades.

"You idiot! That's what the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television said!"

Southern soldier: "Huh? Wasn't that what Chairman Mao said?"

For a moment, everyone was amused by the conversation between these few clowns.

Zhou Yang also tried hard to suppress his laughter. He wanted to say that the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television had not actually said such a thing, and that it was all just a rumor.

Because they were given a lot of spring water this time, and because they had already been unconscious for several days and their bodies had metabolized some of it, they woke up one after another in less than twenty minutes.

However, even after drinking the spring water, after several days without food or water, the person was still too weak. It was difficult to even sit up, let alone stand up, walk, or use their superpowers.

The space-powered soldiers in that team were in the same situation. They were so weak that they couldn't even open their own space. They mistakenly thought that their abilities had been lost and that all the supplies in their space were also wasted. They were so anxious that they almost cried.

Fortunately, Zhou Yang comforted him in time, telling him that he was just too weak and lacked energy, which was why he couldn't open it for the time being. The soldier was relieved.

However, since they couldn't recover their strength without taking out the supplies from the space, Zhou Yang took out some food and water from the space and distributed them to everyone.

However, many of Zhou Yang's foods were not easy to digest, so Song Lian and his teammates cooked a pot of clear soup noodles for everyone.

While everyone was eating and resting, Zhou Yang began to consider how to deal with the weasel family.

It seems a bit of a waste to just kill it and throw it away, but letting it go isn't appropriate either.

How about... we make the most of it? Aren't weasels supposed to be valuable from head to toe?

Zhou Yang looked the three weasels up and down, and finally decided to ask the team leaders for their opinions first.

"Captains, what are your plans regarding the three weasels? Kill them?"

Upon hearing this, the weasel couple quickly began making waving gestures again, their movements so practiced and obsequious that they stunned everyone.

I must say, she actually looks quite cute.

"Wow, this weasel has really become a spirit, it even knows how to bow to people."

Zhou Yang glanced at the sycophantic weasel couple and nodded, saying, "They're practically like spirits. Their intelligence probably evolved after the mutation, so they can understand some human speech."

"Anyway, it didn't hurt anyone, so why don't we let it go? Such a small mutated animal can't be harmful, right?" This was clearly a young soldier who liked small animals and was deceived by the weasel's appearance in its original state.

Zhou Yang couldn't bear to tell him the truth: the weasel couple had grown bigger and wanted to drag them away to eat.

"You need to be more careful. You think they're cute? Weasels aren't vegetarians!"

Song Lian walked up and slapped his teammate on the head, then turned to Zhou Yang and said, "You caught them, so you can do whatever you want with them, but I think it would be better to kill them."

The captain of the other advance team also expressed respect for Zhou Yang's decision, but was more inclined to kill him.

Shen Zechuan and the others, however, had a different approach, asking him directly, "Is it edible?"

Zhou Yang's lips twitched as he said, "They are edible, but the weasels before the apocalypse carried viruses and bacteria. As for the mutated ones after the apocalypse, I don't know. I've never seen anyone eat them. Would you like to try some first?"

This is the truth. He had never seen anyone catch and eat a weasel in his past life. Of course, it's also possible that no one ever caught one, and he ended up as food for the weasels instead.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zechuan and the others shook their heads in unison, refusing to try the food.

After asking the others, Zhou Yang made up his mind: he wanted to try to tame these little creatures.

He's short of someone to watch over his house.

Every time Pea comes out with me, the house is empty. These little creatures are a good choice for ambushing people and are quite suitable for guarding the house.

"Hey, everyone thinks it would be better if you were dead..."

Before the words were even finished, the weasels started squeaking and waving their front paws, looking terrified.

"But it's not like we can't discuss it... You can stay and work for me, and I'll cover your food and lodging from now on. Of course, you'll eat whatever I give you. But, you're not that valuable right now. Just being able to release a stench to knock people out isn't very useful..."

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yang said with a look of disgust.

The weasel couple were initially quite excited when they heard the human say they wanted to keep them, but after hearing Zhou Yang say he thought they were useless, they immediately demonstrated their ability to grow larger. Everyone around them was stunned, especially the warrior who had previously called them cute; his eyes practically popped out of his head.

"What's the use of getting bigger? Can you even be bigger than my dog?" Zhou Yang rolled her eyes.

The weasel couple paused for a moment, then squeaked twice at the little weasel.

Zhou Yang looked over curiously and saw that the weasel cub in his hand had suddenly disappeared. Just as he was about to subconsciously let go, he realized something was wrong; he was clearly still holding the cub in his hand.

He only thought about it for a moment before he understood the reason. This brat probably has the ability to become invisible, but unfortunately, invisibility is not teleportation, so he still can't escape.

"Alright, your kid can turn invisible, that's somewhat useful. But what about you two?"

The weasel couple scratched their heads, looked at each other, shrunk back to their original size, and then suddenly disappeared from the spot. After a while, they reappeared in front of Zhou Yang, each carrying a piece of food.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but twitch his lips upon seeing this. Excellent! The whole family can turn invisible and steal things—the very food he had previously distributed to the soldiers.

Zhou Yang was quite satisfied with this stealth skill. It would be great for helping to scout enemy positions and would also make it easier to ambush people.

Seeing the value of the weasels, Zhou Yang immediately said he could keep them, but they had to be obedient and not steal anything without his permission.

After the weasels nodded repeatedly, Zhou Yang officially agreed to take them under his wing, and even gave them a little bit of spring water to taste.

Having tasted the sweetness of success, the weasel family fawned over Zhou Yang, patting his legs and shoulders. The little one even climbed onto his head and tried to press his head down, but he eventually chased it off.