Survival in the Mist: From a Dilapidated Wooden Hut to a Heavenly Palace in the Clouds

After waking up, Mo Ming leisurely grilled some meat, ate breakfast, and then began his work for the day.

It wasn't that Mo Ming wasn't in a hurry, but rather that he had no intention of going out at all. With less than three hours of daylight, going out wouldn't yield much of a result.

Moreover, the current intensity of the snowfall is comparable to heavy rain, and there isn't even enough time to clear the snow.

But this will not affect Mo Ming's progress in collecting bunker materials, because he has the Holy Spring.

With yesterday's remaining stock plus today's new production, Mo Ming now has a reserve of 3503ml of Holy Spring.

Mo Ming plans to put all of these on the market and use them to trade materials for building bunkers.

Furthermore, we can produce another 2000ml each tomorrow and the day after, which should be enough for trading.

After Di Shengquan was listed on the trading platform, Mo Ming planned to release Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and Xiao Jin to let them roam freely and find some food.

The bronze door, which used to open with a push, remains motionless today.

After much effort, Mo Ming finally pushed open the door. Good heavens, in just one night, the snow outside was so thick that he couldn't even open the door.

"Huh? Little Jin, when did you reach the Emerald Green level?"

Seeing Xiao Jin's size increase again, Mo Ming was both surprised and delighted. Xiao Jin's upgrade at this critical juncture was a godsend for him.

With a loud eagle cry echoing through the sky, Xiao Jin's enormous body, which was 5 meters long after its wings were spread, shot straight into the sky like a sharp sword.

After the pets left, Mo Ming checked the growth of the crops inside the greenhouse.

The good news is that the sweet potatoes, tomatoes, corn, and goji berries have all ripened and produced a lot of fruit.

The apple trees haven't borne fruit yet, but they're growing very well.

It seems that high-grade catalytic fertilizer is really effective!

After storing them in his spatial ring, Mo Ming returned to his shelter, satisfied.

As soon as Mo Ming entered the shelter, he felt a wave of heat. It wasn't that his shelter was particularly warm, but rather that it was extremely cold outside, creating a huge temperature difference between the inside and outside.

Preparations are complete. Now we just need to wait for the spring water transaction to finish before we can start building the bunker.

With nothing else to do for the time being, Mo Ming used the available materials to build a bronze bedroom on the second floor of the shelter, right next to the fireplace. The bedroom was not as spacious as the main hall on the first floor. Once the bedroom door was closed, the temperature in the room rose immediately, making it much warmer than the first floor.

The bedroom was quite simple. In the approximately 30-square-meter bedroom, there was only a double bed and not even a chair. Not to mention a chair, there wasn't even a mattress. It was incredibly shabby.

Mo Ming secretly decided that he would definitely decorate his shelter properly after the monsters attacked the city.

It's better to buy a more comfortable mattress from a trading platform right now, otherwise sleeping on such a hard bed for too long will be bad for your back.

If I injure my back, how will I maintain my happy life in the future?

Having made up his mind, Mo Ming started browsing the trading platform. When he searched for mattresses, dozens of pages of results popped up.

It's alright, the prices are all reasonable. After all, this isn't a necessity, as long as it works, that's fine. In such a tight situation, how many people would be like Mo Ming, looking for a mattress here?

After careful selection, Mo Ming chose a thick Simmons mattress according to the size of his double bed, lay down on it, and felt incredibly comfortable.

The straw mat that had been with him for so many days was simply thrown into the fireplace by him. Yes, that's how ruthless he was.

Beep beep!

Just as Mo Ming was enjoying this moment of comfort, his survival bracelet sent him a notification.

Liu Simeng: Mo Ming, do you still have any Deep Blue-level Holy Spring water? I want some.

Mo Ming: Yes, 1:100.

Liu Simeng: Why don't you just rob it? I saw it listed on the trading platform, and it's not that expensive at all.

Mo Ming: Then why don't you buy it on a trading platform?

Liu Simeng: Oh dear, I can't get it on the trading platform. Isn't that why they're thinking of asking you to pull some strings?

Mo Ming: Sure, with our relationship, I'll definitely give you a back door, 1:100.

Liu Simeng: You!

Mo Ming: Stop with the "you, you, you" stuff. Others buy from me privately at a rate of 1:200.

Mo Ming can lie without thinking; he just spouts nonsense.

However, he felt no guilt whatsoever towards this woman. She was inextricably linked to the dean's death. It was just that they couldn't meet now; otherwise, you could see if Mo Ming could get Xiong Da to slap her to death.

And Wang Mingyang, neither of these two culprits can escape, he said.

Liu Simeng: Mo Ming, don't push your luck. Buying from you is giving you face.

Mo Ming: My God, I gave you a discount and you say I'm going too far? Did I force you to buy it?

This woman's thinking is so bizarre, calling her brain-dead is an insult to the word. I really don't know how I could have been so devoted to her back then.

Liu Simeng was also extremely anxious. Wang Mingyang needed the Holy Spring to prepare enhancement potions, but she couldn't buy them from Mo Ming herself, so she could only rely on Liu Simeng as a middleman.

After all, Mo Ming used to be Liu Simeng's number one simp. It's just a leg, and it wasn't Liu Simeng who did it herself. Maybe the honey trap will still have some effect.

"Damn Mo Ming, he just won't budge, what should I do?"

"Agree to his request. The Earthly Sacred Spring is of utmost importance to me. With it, I can concoct enhancement potions, which will provide protection during monster sieges."

"I'm so unwilling to accept this. I never expected him to turn the tables and get his hands on something so valuable."

"Hmph! Let him be smug for a while, then find a way to get his coordinates. After the monster siege event, everything he owns will be ours."

"Yes, Yang-ge, I believe you."

On the other end of the video call was Wang Mingyang. After hanging up, Liu Simeng composed herself and contacted Mo Ming again.

Liu Simeng: Okay, 100 it is, but I need to piece together various supplies, as I don't have that many of a single item.

Mo Ming: No problem.

Liu Simeng: Okay, let's make a deal.

Mo Ming: Tomorrow, the Holy Spring is gone today.

Liu Simeng: You!!!

Mo Ming: Any questions?

Liu Simeng: Okay, then tomorrow.

Mo Ming: Remember to come early, or don't blame me if they sell out.

Feeling betrayed by Mo Ming, Liu Simeng gritted her teeth in anger, vowing to make Mo Ming wish he were dead.

Mo Ming, whose wicked scheme had succeeded, was lying on the bed laughing heartily.

"Little brat, trying to mess with me? Do you really think I'm still your lapdog? But you can accept a 1:100 ratio, so it seems you're quite eager for my Holy Spring. I just wonder what you're going to use it for."

I guess it was that bastard Wang Mingyang's idea. Oh well, never mind. Since I have the initiative, I'd be doing my Di Shengquan a disservice if I didn't play with you guys.

How much should we raise the price to tomorrow? 1:200? Or 1:300?

Consider this a way to collect some interest first, hahaha...