Stock Up For Natural Disasters And Cubs Survive – CH51

Chapter 51

“Name it! Name it!” Guanguan came charging out of the safe house with the little black dog in his arms.

Wei Cheng caught the child, who always scampered sideways like a crab when he got excited. “Slow down.”

Guanguan tilted up his little head, eyes shining. “Big brother, Guanguan has three names. How many names should the little chicken’s base have?”

Before Wei Cheng could answer, Yi Qi burst out laughing. “Hahahaha, the little chicken’s base? And don’t you just go by Guanguan? Where did three names come from?”

“I do have three names!” Guanguan counted on his fingers. “Guanguan, Wei Guanguan, Baby!”

Yi Qi thought it over and realized that was actually true. He gave a thumbs-up. “As expected of Guanguan. So many code names.”

“You can give it as many names as you want. Anything you like is fine. We can even switch and use a different one every day,” Wei Cheng said with a smile.

Guanguan pressed a little fist to his chubby chin, looking very solemn. “We have to name it properly! The little chicken’s base was found after big brother and the uncles drove for sooo many days!”

Shen Zheng laughed, a rifle slung over his shoulder. “I’m already looking forward to it. A name Guanguan comes up with is bound to be adorable.”

Just look at how he’d named a dog that would one day grow into a fierce large breed Little Xing.

There was no rush to name the base. Their top priority was cleaning it up.

Shen Zheng and Yi Qi needed to haul the zombies out of the ranch, while Wei Cheng and Guanguan would gather supplies here.

There were too many zombies. Carrying them out one by one would waste far too much time.

Fortunately, in the tool shed behind the hay shelter, they found a lawn mower with a full tank of gas, along with quite a few tools. The two men also went into the little wooden cabin and found two quilts, which they tied to the back of the mower to make a “trailer” for transporting zombies.

The sound of the two uncles laughing and swearing at each other could be heard from far away.

The moment Guanguan heard laughter, he assumed something fun was happening.

Unfortunately, he was too short. Even standing on tiptoe, he still could not see what was going on over the grassy slope.

It was the despair of an 85.1-centimeter-tall sports-baby who still needed years of growth.

He put his little chubby hand over his brow, looking very serious. “What are they laughing at!”

Wei Cheng lifted him up and explained, “One zombie’s head rolled off Uncle Shen’s lawn mower, and Uncle Yi is chasing it downhill with a shovel over his shoulder.”

Guanguan covered his mouth with both hands and snickered. “One uncle is a little silly.”

“Do you want to watch them transport zombies, or do you want to go scavenging with big brother?”

Guanguan kicked his little legs. “Treasure hunting! Treasure hunting!”

“Then what are the rules for treasure hunting?”

Guanguan could recite them by heart now. “Use eyes to find, use hands to take, don’t eat, don’t smell, good baby!”

“Correct!”

Wei Cheng put a child-sized protective mask and gloves on Guanguan. The little wooden cabin was full of dust and bacteria, and Guanguan was still too young, so he had to be careful.

“All right, one backpack each. Let’s see who fills theirs first.”

Guanguan took the black backpack, eager to begin. “Okay!”

The first place they searched was the conspicuous RV.

The inside of the family RV was very cozy: a kitchen, a bathroom, tables, and cabinets, with a large bed at the back and two foldable leather seats up front. It could probably accommodate four or five people overnight.

But it was stained with blood all over. If anyone wanted to live in it, it would need a serious deep cleaning and disinfection.

Guanguan pulled open a small drawer and found a lot of little bottles and jars inside.

“It’s drinks!”

He shook one of the bottles, heard liquid sloshing inside, and immediately stuffed them all into his backpack.

“What’s this?” Guanguan picked up a gold-and-black square tube about the size of his palm.

He twisted it twice without opening it, then yanked hard and pulled the cap off.

Inside was a bright red cream stick. So pretty.

“It must be strawberry-flavored chocolate!”

It took Guanguan quite a bit of effort to put the cap back on. Then he tossed all the round, square, and long little tubes into his backpack too.

He hoisted the giant black bag, big enough to fit himself inside, and muttered fiercely, “Hand over the treasure! Hand it over to Guanguan!”

Wei Cheng came back from the rear of the RV just in time to hear that. He laughed. “You really are like a little bandit.”

“Big brother, Guanguan found drinks and strawberry chocolate!”

Proudly, Guanguan opened his bag, which was now full of cosmetics.

Where were the drinks and chocolate? Those were lipsticks.

Wei Cheng laughed. “These aren’t drinks or chocolate. They’re cosmetics and lipstick—things you put on your face and lips. You can’t eat them.”

Guanguan immediately pulled out the first little square tube he had found. “This is red-red too?”

“Right, these are all lipsticks.”

Guanguan’s eyes sparkled again. “Then can Guanguan use them? They’re so pretty!”

Wei Cheng knew Guanguan loved pretty things, so he smiled and said, “These were all used by other people, so Guanguan can’t use them. Later, when we take a break, I’ll buy you a brand-new lipstick from the mall, okay?”

The moment he heard they had been used by someone else, Guanguan gave up without complaint and only reminded him, “Big brother, don’t buy the wrong one. Buy Guanguan one that’s red-red like a strawberry.”

“All right, I’ll buy you one.”

Wei Cheng opened a few nearby cabinets and found laptops, tablets, phones, and power banks.

Before the apocalypse, those things had been indispensable. Now that the power grid and internet had collapsed, they only took up space.

He said, “Guanguan, we don’t need these.”

There were still a number of useful daily necessities they could collect, like body wash, shampoo, laundry detergent, masks, and toilet paper.

The two brothers dragged their backpacks farther back, but after searching for quite a while, they still had not found any food.

Where could it be?

Wei Cheng surveyed the area, and his gaze suddenly landed on the big bed.

He took two quick steps forward and pulled off the bedding. Sure enough, he found a hidden compartment under the bed.

When he pried it open, he discovered a stash of canned food, luncheon meat, and sweet drinks.

The dates were all still fairly fresh.

Wei Cheng said, “Pack it. These are all edible.”

Guanguan opened his black bag as wide as he could and hugged armfuls of canned drinks and food before dumping them inside. “Heiya! We’re rich again!”

There was a lot—altogether there had to be over a hundred cans and bottles if you counted the canned food, drinks, and bottled water.

An unexpected windfall!

Wei Cheng packed quite a bit first. Seeing Guanguan getting more and more excited, and that there was not much left under the bed anyway, he simply let the child keep stuffing things in for fun.

Then he found several bundles of clothes in a side cabinet, and in a narrow gap, he spotted a schoolbag.

Inside were books and stationery, including a small book titled 80 Ancient Poems Every Kindergartener Must Memorize.

He flipped through a few pages and found it rather interesting. “Guanguan, it turns out kindergarten kids already learn ancient poetry.”

Guanguan wore the blank face of a child laborer. “Guanguan listens to stories every day.”

“Not storybooks. Poetry books.”

Wei Cheng read one poem to him, smiling as he said, “You probably already know a lot of the characters in here. We’re taking this book.”

Guanguan listened in complete confusion and pouted. “What do you do after learning poetry?”

That actually made Wei Cheng pause. Then he laughed. “It turns you into a talented little scholar.”

“Guanguan doesn’t want to be a little seed baby!” Guanguan misheard on purpose and kept hauling supplies without stopping.

Wei Cheng still kept the poetry book.

There was a good stock of food in the RV’s hidden compartment. Besides the canned food and drinks, they found two bags of rice and two bags of flour, along with pots, bowls, and pans, plus cooking oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar that had not expired. Everything was taken.

Now that they were building a base, the day would come when they accepted survivors.

A large portion of the Twisty Coins in the safe house needed to be spent on weapons to defend the base, and another portion had to be saved for Guanguan to use as he liked once he grew up.

So Wei Cheng had decided to be “selfish” toward everyone except Yi Qi and Shen Zheng. Before trust had been established, anyone else would have to make do with the basic supplies they scavenged.

So the more supplies they found, the better.

There were no real supplies in the other four vehicles, and among the ranch’s ten little wooden cabins, there was nothing useful either. So they placed their hopes on the largest cabin there.

It seemed to have once belonged to the ranch owner.

There were three rooms in total.

A bathroom. A bedroom. A kitchen.

The two little ones entered the kitchen first, but sadly, there was nothing useful there either.

At last, Wei Cheng understood why everyone at the ranch had died.

The whole cabin had a rustic, dim style. Oil lamps hung from the ceiling. There was a bed built from a tall wooden cupboard, several rough wooden tables and chairs on the floor, a fireplace beside an aged sofa, and an old-fashioned wall clock. The white curtains by the window, stained with blood, fluttered in the breeze.

People who came here to vacation wanted to “return to nature,” so only the kitchen and bathroom still showed any trace of modern life.

A wooden bathtub. An open-flame stove. A microwave and oven.

“Big brother, is this where the little mole in the fairy tales lives?”

Wei Cheng smiled and asked, “Do you like it?”

“It’s dark, and old, and very quiet.”

Guanguan was fascinated. He touched things here and there, looked around, then ran back to his brother’s side. “If big brother is with Guanguan, then Guanguan likes it.”

“You’re amazing—you even know how to say ‘very quiet’ now.” Wei Cheng smiled too. “Don’t worry. Once we settle in, big brother will rebuild this into a bright little fairy-tale home for us. See that grassland outside the window?”

Guanguan nodded obediently. “I see it!”

“When the time comes, we’ll build a little playground there. Guanguan and Little Apricot can play however you want every day.”

Guanguan’s little face lit up with excitement. “Will there be a slide? Will there be a little swing?”

“Yes, both!”

Guanguan cheered. “That’s so great!”

By then, the two uncles had finished transporting the zombie corpses, and the ranch was finally halfway cleaned up.

The four of them sat in the big wooden cabin and discussed future sleeping arrangements.

Leaning against the wall with his long legs slightly stretched out, Yi Qi took a swig of ice-cold cola and said, “Honestly, I still think it’s safer for people to stay in groups of two.”

Shen Zheng nodded. “Right.”

Yi Qi curled his lips, and then heard Shen Zheng say, “Chengcheng, how about I stay with you and Guanguan?”

Yi Qi squeezed the cola can in his hand so hard that soda sprayed all over the place.

Wei Cheng and Guanguan were both caught in the splash.

Guanguan seized the chance to lick the cola from the corner of his mouth. “One uncle, don’t be scared. Little Apricot can keep you company!”

Yi Qi said, “The point is two people per group, not three.”

Shen Zheng laughed helplessly. “Do you think little Guanguan has any combat ability? What, is he going to defeat enemies just by being adorable?”

Wei Cheng wiped his face, trying not to laugh. “Uncle Shen, Guanguan and I can sleep by ourselves. Sometimes we’ll go straight into the safe house to rest.”

Shen Zheng said bluntly, “That works. Then Yi Qi and I will each find a little wooden cabin near you two.”

Yi Qi laughed. He was truly out of ideas.

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