Chapter 403: Bound to the Child-Bearing System and Becoming a Life Winner Chapter 404: Wasteland Gathering Daily Life (32)

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Main Character:

Shen Yao

"This bargain can't be taken; it's easy to lose out."

Shen Yao reminded her two mothers earnestly, they absolutely must not be shallow-eyed.

Song Ling and Cheng Ma agreed with full mouths they definitely wouldn't run to live in the public area, whether being at home was uncomfortable or they disliked the home cooking as not fragrant or sweet.

What's good about the public area? Messy and chaotic, and easy to suffer grievances, not going, not going.

The Cheng Family and Shen Family were two mothers making the decision; saying not to go meant not going, and no matter what ideas others had, they couldn't out-stubborn them.

But others in B District weren't like that; some were willing to take the bargain, and some who knew the inside story also wanted to get involved, which caused the public area to be a mix of dragons and snakes, with scheming against the unsuspecting, increasing the danger.

Cheng Qi's patrol team work became busy, but as he got busy, this person would also often bring things back home.

From large tools to small ordinary nutrient agents, the more people gathered in the public area, the more their home gradually filled with various goods and nice things.

Day 100 of the Cold Season

Shen Yao rarely had the interest, got up and ran to the kitchen to make a pure meat dinner.

When Cheng Qi returned, he was covered head to toe in snow, and seeing Shen Yao not lying on the bed, he was a little worried; a pregnant body couldn't be frozen for long.

"It's fine, the home heating is sufficient," Shen Yao, wearing a furry outer garment, took a towel and handkerchief for Cheng Qi, "You've been running outside these days; is the base's public area not optimistic?"

Cheng Qi sighed, took off his thick padded jacket and changed into clean clothes, rubbed his hands, and gestured for Shen Yao to hurry into the bedroom, "I'll explain later, leave this to me first."

Shen Yao:...

Shen Yao was just deprived of the opportunity to work, with empty hands hugging her arms as she went upstairs.

When Cheng Qi carried the food into the room, and also washed fruit and brought in prepared jam water, Shen Yao had laid out the table and chairs, waiting to one side.

The bedroom wasn't large; because of the Cold Season, the windows were sealed with wooden boards, with only some holes faintly letting through light from outside.

But right now it was dark, and the lamp above the head continuously emitted warm orange light.

The temperature suddenly rose with a whoosh; Cheng Qi took off his overly heavy clothes and put on his usual daily wear at home.

"Eat quickly."

Cheng Qi was afraid of starving Shen Yao, personally helped serve a full bowl of food.

The hands handing it over had traces of frostbite; Shen Yao touched them with heartache, but was dodged by Cheng Qi laughing.

The topic asked before was once again cleverly avoided by Cheng Qi using food as an excuse.

Shen Yao was helpless and could only first try to fill her belly; who let her not be alone now? Even though the child in her belly wasn't yet considered a person, it could still affect her body and mental state.

Shen Yao had been pregnant for less than two months, with pills provided by the system guaranteeing it; related pregnancy reactions were close to none, already luckier than many pregnant women.

At this time, one couldn't go out or go to the hospital; once something happened, one could only rely on oneself to pull through; just thinking about it made people despair.

The prepared jam water tasted sweet and mellow, carrying the fresh fragrance of honey.

Shen Yao tilted her head and drank it clean in a few gulps, then pinched up fruit to eat bite by bite.

Cheng Qi dealt with the bowls and chopsticks they finished eating, packed the kitchen trash and placed it at the doorway, waiting until tomorrow morning when going out to take it away and throw it out.

"The base upper echelon issued a new notice to uniformly recruit temporary patrol members."

Shen Yao raised her head, with a fruit slice not yet finished hanging at the corner of her mouth, "Temporary patrol members? Referring to this period of the Cold Season?"

Cheng Qi made an affirmative sound, "That's the plan; the public area has too much chaos, the patrol team is exhausted from running around, and manpower seems insufficient, somewhat stretched thin."

A captain like Cheng Qi long ago no longer had the treatment of working one day and resting a few days; no matter how cold outside, it couldn't stop the footsteps of clocking in for work every day.

Fortunately, the patrol team all wore cold-proof suits produced by the base; otherwise, with the weather outside at minus dozens of degrees, people normally going out would be frozen into popsicles.

"Just how big a mess did the public area cause?" Shen Yao's eyes were bright and sparkling, very curious.

Cheng Qi quietly explained the bizarre things he experienced; fighting and arguing were considered normal, and there were on-site killings, on-site solving physiological needs, on-site staging stories challenging human ethics... simply lively beyond measure.

Cheng Qi had just finished handling today the matter of several men competing for one woman, finally becoming angry from embarrassment and killing the woman.

Put it plainly, it was just too many people; staying in the same space all the time without personal privacy, what should happen and what shouldn't happen all had signs.

Shen Yao:...

Shen Yao listened with eyes wide open and mouth agape, not even eating fruit, but pulling Cheng Qi to keep on saying more.

Wasn't this more interesting than watching the spectacle with the system? The system dryly had no plot lines, unlike Cheng Qi; even if he explained with a blank expression, there were ups and downs and fluctuations, making it a good story.

Cheng Qi:...

What could Cheng Qi do? His wife wanted to listen; he certainly couldn't fail to satisfy her, right?

Pulling someone to sit back on the bed, and covering Shen Yao with a thick quilt, Cheng Qi fed Shen Yao fruit while telling stories in various ways.

The content wasn't particularly bloody or disgusting; some were even somewhat funny and tragic.

Perhaps because Shen Yao's current life wasn't bad, she couldn't feel the tragedy of the public area.

The clean fruit platter was placed to one side; Cheng Qi pulled Shen Yao to hurry and lie down to rest.

"Don't casually leave messages on the wristwatch recently; the atmosphere inside isn't right."

Cheng Qi worried someone would deliberately retaliate; the patrol team wasn't all good people, especially since the base also needed to recruit a batch of temporary workers to the outside.

Shen Yao poked out her little head, her pair of eyes turning to Cheng Qi, "The situation will get better, right?"

Cheng Qi held Shen Yao's wrist, "It will get better."

Day 110 of the Cold Season; the base's recruitment of temporary workers was hotter than expected; because the number of applicants was too many, it ended three days in advance.

Song Ling was telling Shen Yao about the Shen Family situation; Shen Yu earned extra income again.

Shen Jiancheng was eliminated due to being too old, and could only stay at home complaining.

Shen Yao reminded Song Ling not to be too happy; so many people going out at once were all gene awakeners stronger than ordinary people, and it was easy for trouble to occur.

"Hey, do they really dare to challenge the base?" Then they wouldn't get the Gene Stabilizer—that's the condition the base hired them under.

Shen Yao thought to herself, who knows? Maybe some big shot thinks overthrowing the base would get them even more Gene Stabilizer.

Song Ling didn't believe it because she'd lived here too long and her thoughts were imprisoned; Shen Yao kept hearing about the Public Area from Cheng Qi, and given enough time, any abstract impossible thing could happen.

"Mom, you and Dad be careful lately, and tell Brother to pay attention to safety at work."

Shen Yao gave a reminder; regardless of whether Song Ling believed it or not, she privately messaged Shen Yu and Shen Jiancheng each, using Cheng Qi's example as a typical case.

Day 115 of the Cold Season, snowflakes drifted outside again, the temperature dropping again and again.

Seeing no sign of the Cold Season ending, Shen Yao started lying flat.

But because the home had abundant supplies, no matter how much Shen Yao lay flat she wouldn't starve herself, and there were Pills provided by the system; her little face not only looked rosy white, but felt soft and smooth to the touch.

Cheng Qi returned home again, and Shen Yao was just thinking of staying in bed and letting this person cook. Unexpectedly, a faint smell of blood reached her nose, and she immediately felt nauseous and vomited.

Cheng Qi didn't go upstairs, and told Shen Yao to wait while he cleaned his body first.

Clean his body?!

"You're injured?"

Shen Yao cried out, sending a message while speaking, making herself anxious and flustered.

"No, it's not my blood," Cheng Qi replied via Wristwatch, and then the sound of splashing water was heard—Cheng Qi was showering in the bathroom.

She took his usual clothes and towel and sent them over; when Cheng Qi appeared, Shen Yao went straight to checking him.

Cheng Qi was immediately startled and hurriedly explained he really wasn't injured.

Shen Yao didn't believe him, went over and sniffed with her nose, and had the system scan; only after confirming Cheng Qi wasn't lying did she slowly relax.

Sigh

Thank goodness, thank goodness; with the weather so cold, wounds don't heal easily. If he were truly injured, Cheng Qi could only endure it.

"Is it about the Public Area? You fought, and what did the Base Upper Echelon say?"

Shen Yao turned to the Kitchen to get their food; it had all been stewed, and just needed reheating when eating—simple, fast, and convenient.

"It was an order from the Base Upper Echelon. The Public Area closest to the Periphery fell, and we opened fire this afternoon to take the territory back."

The scene at the time goes without saying; Cheng Qi was responsible for holding the rear, and what he saw rushing in were severed limbs and broken legs, with heavy casualties on both sides.

"How were the people inside arranged?" Shen Yao asked curiously.

Cheng Qi's expression was serious: "No survivors, including that Public Area already being flattened by artillery."

Shen Yao:?...!!!

Shen Yao widened her eyes: "The Base Upper Echelon is Crazy Person?" Massacring Ordinary People for no reason—did it still want to develop? Was Dawn Base going to be finished?

"It's the fault of those Crazy People, unrelated to the base," Cheng Qi pointed at his Wristwatch, hand to his mouth making a shushing gesture.

Shen Yao's heart thumped heavily twice, and she felt her head spinning.

Wow

Could it be that bad? Would she have to flee with a big belly?

Shen Yao worriedly bypassed Cheng Qi and returned to the bedroom to think about what to do next.

"What are you thinking? The base won't have trouble for now; those people don't have enough usable weapons." On the premise that they couldn't break through the protective wall outside A District, the Base Upper Echelon facing them was a dimensionality reduction strike.

Cheng Qi had already placed his Wristwatch and Weapon outside the bedroom door; only the two of them were in the room, and Cheng Qi could speak more relaxedly.

"Was the recruitment notice issued by the Base Upper Echelon before deliberately fishing?"

The culprit who could hijack the Public Area must be hiding among the huge Temporary Worker group; because it was cold, going out required tools provided by the base.

Just walking out boldly by oneself, and within ten seconds one would directly gg.

"There is such an intention; Temporary Workers mostly move around the outermost two Districts, with very few in D District," neither C District nor B District had any.

Shen Yao:...

Shen Yao closed her mouth, a pair of dead fish eyes looking at Cheng Qi, not knowing whether to say the Base Upper Echelon's brains turned fast, or to complain that the Base Upper Echelon was ruthless, using Ordinary People from the Outer District as sandbags.

"Don't think so much; you stay in B District, nothing will happen here recently."

The base's main energy was on A District and around the Warehouse; B District and C District could get some benefits, luckier than the other Districts acting as pawns.

"We can't change their fate;" all that could be done was to try one's best.

Shen Yao leaned into Cheng Qi's embrace, silent.

Day 125 of the Cold Season, the snow outside had stopped again; silver-clad and white-wrapped couldn't block the bloody cruelty inside.

Last night Cheng Qi returned injured, and the Public Area was ordered destroyed in two more places by the Base Upper Echelon.

Calculating it, those hiding in the Public Area probably had one in ten surviving.

"How could it be so exaggerated, Host; there are many people in E District and F District, it won't happen."

The system jumped out to let the Host relax; although the base struck ruthlessly, it also compensated people in other Public Areas; now these people's living conditions were much better than before, all feeling grateful.

Shen Yao:...

Shen Yao frowned: "Just paying a bit of insignificant things to whitewash their own crimes; the Base Upper Echelon really played a good abacus."

These upper echelons must have been capitalists in their early years; their skill at calculating people's hearts truly made one feel ashamed.

System:...

The system pretended to be foolish and said nothing, really not knowing what to say; it was afraid the Host would be unhappy, and a pregnant Pregnant Woman must be in a good mood.

Shen Yao waved her hand to let the system go watch the spectacle if it wanted; she walked a circle around the bedroom, finally put on thick Clothes, went downstairs to the Kitchen to cook.

When in a bad mood, one needs to find something to distract oneself; now the Wristwatch Forum was banned and couldn't be browsed, and Other People also tried not to speak.

Shen Yao, besides occasionally chatting with Cheng Ma and Song Ling, didn't use the Wristwatch at other times.

Compared to the behavior of never letting go of phones in Modern Society, coming here could truly quit these bad habits.

There was still some Meat in the Storage Room; Shen Yao chopped it up and the like, then put it in the pot to stew.

Even if the Kitchen's Window was completely sealed, Wind still blew in, freezing.

Shen Yao stamped her feet, then lowered her head and blew on her hands, hoping to warm them, but there was too little warm breath, and she felt no effect.

"System, watch the kitchen for me," Shen Yao said as she walked into the living room and looked outside, not seeing a single person.

On the 130th day of the Cold Season, after the gloomy weather cleared, a patch of warm golden light fell.

Shen Yao looked like a fat penguin as she wobbled into the courtyard to get some air.

This was one of her few times going out, and her neighbors were also stirring.

After exchanging greetings, no one dared to linger long at such a time; at most they sighed that time passed quickly, and in a little over a month the long-awaited Mild Season would arrive.

"Wild vegetables and wild grass—as long as it's edible fresh produce, I don't choose."

The pickled vegetables were gone; all that remained were dried vegetables dried brittle by the sun, which would crumble when soaked in water.

Shen Yao didn't like eating them; except at night when she couldn't avoid it, she relied entirely on the pills provided by the system for nutrition.

"Host, soon, soon, just hold on a bit longer," the system cheered her on, and didn't go to watch the spectacle.

"One month—the Cold Season has indeed been extended," perhaps an extra ten-odd days was no big deal, but having to add ten-odd days every time would, within a few years, cause the base's population to plummet off a cliff.

"We must leave before we're completely finished here," Dawn Base was not an unshakable protagonist; it was cannon fodder one could always encounter on the protagonist's road, there to highlight the protagonist's extraordinariness.

On the 145th day of the Cold Season, fierce conflicts broke out in several public areas of the base; the conflict lasted three days and three nights, finally ending with a base victory.