The Buddhist Cannon Fodder of Seventies [MTL]

Chapter 3 Eat enough

When leaving Xiyuan Town, Gu Mingdong had a snakeskin bag on him and a bottle in his hand, because he didn't bring a bag that could hold food, and the container for holding things was given by Lao Lu.

A half-grown deer only exchanged for one pound of turbid vegetable oil, thirty pounds of rice and one hundred pounds of sweet potatoes.

It looked like a big bag, and most of it was whole grains, and the sweet potatoes were not eaten at all.

There are six people in the old Gu family. Gu Mingdong's body has been malnourished all year round. If he continues to be hungry and full, he will be damaged to the core. After finally living again, he will never be hungry again.

In addition, the three eldest children in the family are all teenagers in the development stage. When they are able to eat, they will keep pinching those crooked ideas when they are not full.

It is estimated that such a small amount of food will not last long.

Gu Mingdong walked back with the snakeskin bag on his shoulders. As he walked, he was thinking about how to teach his children.

It's no use just ordering them to be beaten and scolded. You have to use a big stick in one hand, a carrot in the other, and you have to use a steel rod to straighten their crooked temperaments.

Halfway through, Gu Mingdong had to stop and take a breath. His body was too weak and a meal of meat couldn't sustain him like this, especially since he was carrying hundreds of kilograms of food on his back, and his eyes were filled with stars.

Sitting on the big rock, Gu Mingdong wiped his sweat and put his hand on the ground.

The mark on his heart was slightly warm, and the indescribable power allowed Gu Mingdong to quickly sense the area within a mile radius.

When his ability was at its most powerful, he could sense living creatures within a ten-mile radius, which was better than a radar infrared searchlight. His teammates once laughed and said that this was not a superpower, but that God deemed him a waste and made him a mountain god.

It's a pity that zombies are not living creatures. They are no different from stones in perception. This power is useless in the end of the world and is only suitable for logistics.

Now that he has traveled through time, the supernatural powers have followed him, but they have been weakened a lot.

Gu Mingdong was very satisfied. He had a hunch that as long as he lived well, his powers would have unexpected effects in this world and even become stronger.

He was very curious about what would become of abilities that were restricted and unable to be improved in the apocalypse.

After a while, he raised his hand in disappointment. Not to mention hares, there were not even voles within a mile of the area, all of which were hunted down by the hungry villagers.

In the middle of the night, he didn't waste any energy catching meat to eat. He simply opened the snakeskin bag, took out a sweet potato from it, rubbed it on his body and took a bite.

The sweet potatoes are from last year, and the skin is a little shriveled, but when you take a bite, the white and tender flesh is revealed, and the sweet taste sweeps through your mouth.

Gu Mingdong sat on the big rock and finished a big sweet potato in a few mouthfuls before his rumbling stomach subsided.

After resting for a while, Gu Mingdong felt much better, stood up and continued walking back.

He was very cautious, and would squat down every once in a while to sense the situation, so as not to run into an elusive obstacle.

He didn't want to be caught because of the little food on his back.