Chapter 100 Right, We Can Freeze Some Ice

Chapter 100 Right, We Can Freeze Some Ice

"Shen Que, do you think one of these things could weigh a few pounds?"

Meng Ci looked down at the brochure in his hand. It took ten pounds of spiders to exchange for half a pound of flour.

These two spiders were about the size of fists, but their green blood had spilled all over the ground, leaving only a bit of meat, which didn't weigh much.

Shen Que lifted them and replied, "Two of them might weigh a little over a pound."

Meng Ci nodded and asked, voicing his confusion.

"But why does the government want these?"

Shen Que answered expressionlessly, "To eat."

"What!" Meng Ci was utterly surprised. He thought that the people in the mall fighting over rats were just desperate from hunger.

He never expected that the government would collect these things to eat.

Meng Ci couldn't help but glance at the spiders in Shen Que's hand. Could these ugly creatures with green blood actually be edible?

In his previous life, during the blizzard period, those who survived often resorted to eating rats and cockroaches when they couldn't find food.

At that time, the government had no preparations and had already distributed all the food to the residents.

When they learned that rats and cockroaches could be eaten, the government sent out troops to catch them.

By the end of the blizzard, they managed to develop canned foods like cockroach and rat cans.

These cans became the main food source for people for over a year afterward.

At that time, Shen Que had joined the security team and had received a few cans.

Initially, Shen Que found them repulsive and preferred to go hungry rather than eat them.

But eventually, when he was too hungry, he opened one can and found it surprisingly palatable, with no strange taste.

Shen Que's previous letter detailed these experiences.

When Zhang Mingtian and the others returned from the refugee camp, they brought back cold-resistant seeds, as mentioned in Shen Que's letter.

So this time, unlike in the past, they didn't wait until the end of the blizzard to develop cold-resistant seeds.

Unfortunately, before the vegetables could grow, another heatwave arrived.

When Meng Ci learned that Shen Que had written to the government, he praised him for his foresight.

If he had written a letter when he first came here, he could have informed the government.

However, Meng Ci realized that even if he wanted to write, he wouldn't know what significant events would happen in the coming month, making it hard to convince the government.

Only someone like Shen Que, who lived through the events in the book, could know.

Back in the house, Meng Ci thought that if humans could eat these things, the white wolf should be able to as well.

And since these were mutated animals, they might enhance the wolf's mutation, making it bigger and stronger.

So Meng Ci threw the two spiders into the white wolf's feeding bowl.

Since Shen Que wasn't around, Meng Ci also added two fish to the wolf's meal.

The white wolf's wounds had mostly healed, except for its lame leg, which still needed a few more days of rest.

Its fur had become smooth and glossy due to proper nutrition.

The white wolf wasn't picky and ate everything without lifting its head.

After feeding the rabbits, Meng Ci cleaned their cage.

This time, instead of throwing away the droppings, he found a bag and collected them.

The brochure stated that feces could be exchanged for food, though it required twenty pounds to get one pound of vegetables.

The rabbits both ate and pooped a lot, so their droppings could be collected to exchange for food.

Not seeing Shen Que, Meng Ci washed his hands and started cooking.

He made a pot of rice, stir-fried eggplant, and green peppers with meat. He also took a fish from the storage space and made spicy braised fish.

He picked some vegetables, opened a pack of vermicelli, and made a soup.

"Shen Que, Shen Que, what are you doing!"

"Hurry up and come eat."

"Shen Que, Shen Que!"

Meng Ci, not wanting to go outside, used the walkie-talkie to call Shen Que.

"Alright, I'll be right there."

After hanging up, Meng Ci served the food. Within two minutes, Shen Que arrived.

During the meal, Meng Ci was curious about what Shen Que had been doing.

Shen Que, however, said mysteriously, "You'll see soon."

"Alright." Meng Ci sighed in resignation.

After finishing the meal, Shen Que washed the dishes and then ran back.

Something was off.

Just a few days ago, Shen Que seemed to want to stay here all day long. Why did he leave without a word today?

Meng Ci glanced at the door, thinking about the cold outside.

Forget it, forget it.

Shen Que would surely tell him what he was busy with. He didn't need to go out and freeze himself.

Meng Ci had nothing much to do, so he settled on the sofa and started playing with his phone.

After a while, Meng Ci yawned, pulled a blanket over himself, and began to sleep.

He slept for half an hour before waking up.

Yawning, he took out a cup of taro pearl grape drink from his space.

Meng Ci sat cross-legged on the sofa and slurped it down.

Initially, Meng Ci wanted to get an iced taro pearl grape drink, but considering how cold it was, getting sick from a cold drink wouldn't be worth it.

So, he could only take a room-temperature one.

Right, there was no ice stored in the space.

If he didn't freeze more ice now, there would be none left during extremely hot weather.

Without delay, Meng Ci glanced outside the door, saw no sign of Shen Que, and quickly brought a bucket of water from the space.

Then he took many disposable cups and arranged them on the balcony, filling each one.

Sure enough, at forty degrees below zero, the water froze as soon as the cups were filled.

Fortunately, there were some leftover shelves in the space and some he found at the restaurant today, perfect for placing the cups without taking up much space.

After an hour, over three hundred cups were neatly lined up in the space.

Just as he was about to continue, Meng Ci heard footsteps outside the door. Quickly, he stuffed the items on the balcony into the space and grabbed a telescope, pretending to look outside.

Bang.

Shen Que walked in.

Meng Ci turned around, noticing that Shen Que looked like he had just taken a shower, his hair still damp and his face slightly flushed.

"Meng Ci!"

"Uh-huh." Meng Ci put down the telescope and walked towards the sofa.

"What's wrong?" Meng Ci asked, puzzled.

Shen Que stared intently at Meng Ci, making him feel a bit uncomfortable.

Shen Que said, "Didn't you want to know what I was doing at home?"

"Do you want to come over and see?"

Meng Ci nodded, "Sure."

Following behind Shen Que, Meng Ci couldn't help feeling like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

Stepping outside, Meng Ci shivered immediately.

"Ouch!"

The weather was too cold; every time he went out, he needed to mentally prepare himself.

Entering Shen Que's house, the living room felt cold and empty.

Since Shen Que had been eating at Meng Ci's place recently, his own house seemed rather deserted.

Meng Ci looked around but didn't notice anything unusual.

Shen Que led him straight to his bedroom.

Pushing open the door, a wave of warmth greeted them.

"Wow!"

Meng Ci was astonished by the sight inside.