Chapter 475: A Hearty Breakfast

Xia Qing first warmed herself by the fireplace for a while, and only after her body felt a bit warmer did she open her backpack and take out the deodorizing powder, spray, body wash, and incense.

These supplies were traded by Xia Qing with Yan Long, who said the deodorizing effect was passable. For a Level Nine enhanced sense of smell evolver to say "passable," the effect must already be very good.

Step one of deodorizing: spray the deodorizing spray.

Xia Qing picked up the spray and found her fingers hurt so badly she couldn't press the button at all. Step one, failed.

Step two of deodorizing: light the deodorizing incense.

Xia Qing held the incense to the large flame in the fireplace. Success.

Step three of deodorizing: place boxes of toxic gas absorbent in each room.

This toxic gas absorbent box was traded by Xia Qing with her idol earlier, and can effectively absorb Grade C and Grade D toxic gases in the air. Xia Qing used a knife to cut open the sealing paper on the box, placed them in every room upstairs and downstairs and in the living room. Success.

Step four of deodorizing: apply deodorizing powder. The wolf pack had just rolled in the killing snow, and their fur was still damp, so applying powder now would just turn into mud. Xia Qing picked up the bag of deodorizing powder and put it back down. Give up.

Step five of deodorizing: wash, deodorize, and disinfect the protective suits.

Xia Qing took off her protective suit and soaked it along with the three wolves' protective suits in the large laundry basin, adding the deodorizing disinfectant Zhang He had given her.

Zhang He said the reason the stench from the weasel-released toxic gas is so hard to eliminate is that the gas contains an evolution substance with a slow-release effect; Xia Qing forgot its specific name, only remembering that this substance makes the toxic gas volatilize as slowly as possible, making the stench more enduring.

Even with the potion compounded by the big shot Zhang San, this evolution substance requires a full week to completely remove. After soaking and rinsing the protective suits, Xia Qing's strength was spent. She simply hung the suits in the first-floor bathroom to drip-dry slowly.

After step five was complete, the strength Xia Qing had saved up was also used up. She took off the patched protective boots on her feet, opened the security door, and put the boots under the eaves to air out. Looking up, she actually saw that giant wolf—damn it had actually burrowed into her cotton quilt.

The clothesline had broken, and the cotton quilt, whose four corners had been clipped by clothespins, had now become the giant wolf's cold-weather suit. This was a brand-new cotton quilt she had worked hard for several months to grow, spinning cotton from seeds she had planted!

The handsome giant wolf in its cold-weather suit quietly gazed at Xia Qing with its ice-blue eyes. Xia Qing, who had lost her combat ability, chickened out, shrank back, and closed the door.

Xia Qing turned on the toxin detector and found the toxic gas had dropped by 0.01 percentage points. All her busywork had still had some effect.

It was now six in the morning, and the wind and snow outside had lessened. Xia Qing sat in front of the fireplace and decided to rest for a while, then start making breakfast after recovering her stamina.

After resting for an hour and a half, Xia Qing slowly went upstairs and opened the closet in the storage room. Inside were two brand-new protective suits: one was a Grade Four field protective suit traded with Tang Huai, and the other was a special protective suit traded with the base leader using spinach seeds.

Xia Qing stared at the special protective suit admiringly for a moment, then took out the Grade Four field protective suit and put it on. She went out to the garage of the storage room in the rack building on the east side of the house, and from the vegetable storage cellar beneath the garage carried out sweet potatoes, cabbage, potatoes, and chestnuts. Because her body was weak, everything Xia Qing brought today was green-light food.

Things that used to be easy and effortless now felt exceptionally difficult for Xia Qing. The supplies in the bag weighed less than twenty jin, but at this moment Xia Qing felt it was even more strenuous than carrying that two-thousand-jin green-light python.

The feeling of losing strength was too terrifying.

When Xia Qing walked out of the garage and saw the sick wolf standing in the wind and snow waiting for her, she was touched. "Wolf Lao Er, do you have any strength now? Help me carry this bag back to the house? Inside is the food we're eating this morning."

The sick wolf flicked its tail, signaling Xia Qing to put the supplies on its back.

Xia Qing followed behind the sick wolf on the way back. Passing by the handsome giant wolf wearing the cotton-quilt cold-weather suit, she took the initiative to greet it. "Morning."

"Baa." The handsome giant wolf didn't make a sound; the sheep elder eating dried leaves off the corn stalks under the eaves answered Xia Qing.

After Xia Qing returned to the house, she took off her protective suit and began cooking. The house was warm, the broken-waist wolf and the sick wolf watching her cook at the doorway were very quiet, and outside the sounds of the sheep elder eating dried corn leaves, the little swallows under the eaves, and the wind all had a rhythm to them. Xia Qing felt the pain in her body being soothed.

Green-light rice porridge, boiled green-light eggs, snake meat and cabbage stuffed flatbread, roasted sweet potatoes—this was her breakfast.

Cabbage with wheat bran and compressed rations was the sheep elder's fine feed this morning.

Cabbage and snake meat ball soup plus a boiled green-light egg was the sick wolf's breakfast.

Her idol had said Xia Qing must eat two stalks of high-yi element green-light spinach every day, but this kind of spinach was very hard to store and wasn't grown in the greenhouse either, so she could only wait until next spring to plant it and make up for it.

After the food was ready, Xia Qing turned on the air toxin detector and found the toxic gas concentration in the air had dropped by another 0.005 percentage points. After lighting another deodorizing incense stick, Xia Qing finally mustered her courage and took off her protective mask.

The stench inside the house was even fainter than what she'd smelled in the Number Seven Territory bathroom, and much better than many places in the outer city of the safe zone. It wouldn't affect Xia Qing's appetite at all.

She washed her face, sat down at the table, and first drank a big bowl of thick, soft, glutinous green-light rice porridge, sighing in comfort.

From drinking one special-grade nutrient solution and one yi-element stimulant yesterday afternoon until now, Xia Qing had only had a few sips of water and had long been hungry.

The sheep elder, the sick wolf, and the broken-waist wolf stood by the small table opposite, each guarding a food bowl, happily eating. Xia Qing had long anticipated that the broken-waist wolf, which hadn't gone out with the queen, would mooch a meal, so following the sick wolf's dietary standard, she made a portion for it too.

After Xia Qing finished the food on the table, she took roasted green-light sweet potatoes and green-light chestnuts out of the fireplace to fill her stomach, then leaned back in her chair, unwilling to move.

After eating and drinking her fill, her strength recovered a bit, and the pain in her body was no longer so hard to bear.

After washing the bowls and chopsticks clean, Xia Qing put on her protective suit again and stood in the yard looking up. The snow accumulated on the roofs of the main house, the rack building, and the chicken coop all exceeded 15 centimeters; the snow on the sheep pen roof had been shaken off once, and now was also ten centimeters thick.

To deal with the killing snow, Xia Qing had made full preparations. All four roofs had been covered with old rainproof cloth she'd replaced from the greenhouse, and the cameras throughout the territory had also been protected. So even if the killing snow contained corrosive substances, what would be corroded was the old rainproof cloth—this loss Xia Qing could still afford.

Xia Qing grabbed the fixing rope of the old rainproof cloth and pulled once without budging it. Just as she was about to call the sheep elder over to help, she saw the broken-waist wolf standing nearby, watching her eagerly.

So Xia Qing changed who she was asking for help. "Handsome broken-waist wolf brother, could you help me gently pull this rope? We need to get the snow off the roof, or it might collapse the roof."

The broken-waist wolf very cooperatively bit the rope and pulled back. Xia Qing shook the rope, and the accumulated snow on the roof couldn't stay on the smooth rainproof cloth, falling down one after another, smashing into the yard and kicking up dirty yellow snow mist. The broken-waist wolf watched with bright eyes.

Soon, Xia Qing and the broken-waist wolf had shaken all the accumulated snow off the roofs, and a pile of snow over half a person's height had built up under the eaves.

Just as Xia Qing was planning to drive the micro-tiller to clear the snow in the yard, then drive the micro-tiller to the farmland to deliver sweet potatoes and chestnuts to Beard Feng's squad, the lead wolf returned.