Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy!-Chapter 215: Fat Pig, your days are numbered!

Before she could walk away, Wu Hao stopped her.

"There's a mission with generous rewards. Do you want to team up?"

Days had passed, and the Safe Zone had undergone drastic changes. Its territory had expanded threefold, and her farm had gained a additional variety of animals.

A family of drakes, ducks, and ducklings—[Driftwaddlers]—swam in the newly dug shallow pond, which was enclosed by a sturdy fence.

Mistbloom was no longer alone. It had a family now and was even pregnant with a calf.

Next to them was a long-bearded snow-white goat—[Mist Climber]—lazily chewing on a patch of grass.

The pig pens were thriving as well. The sow had recently given birth to five plump piglets, each of them lively and healthy.

Behind the house, near the well, was another small pond teeming with tilapia—[Shroudfins].

The once tiny chicks had grown into plump, robust chickens, and the older hens had laid another batch of eggs.

Now, over a hundred chickens strutted about her farm.

Nanzhi gathered the unfertilized eggs, leaving the hens untouched, and only turned one male chicken into a nourishing soup.

The rich, comforting broth carried a deep umami flavor, enhanced by the slow-simmered essence of the chicken. Even with minimal spices, the taste was divine.

Whether paired with rice, hearty dumplings, or soft noodles, the soup was warm, soothing, and packed with nourishment.

Most importantly, it restored stamina with just one bowl!

The water transportation issue had also been resolved.

Two miles from the Safe Zone, Nanzhi discovered a high-slope stream with a steady flow.

With the help of Hei Qian and Lin Weihao, they built an aerial ropeway transport system powered by a water mill—a concept she had read about in a book.

When the inevitable drought and heatwave dungeon arrived, this system would allow her to hang water on the Portable Store even faster.

Speaking of which, the third dungeon was as she had predicted—a prolonged heatwave and drought. The system hadn't specified its duration, but she estimated it would last at least a month.

Strong cables, reinforced with Snowball's threads, stretched between the hill and the Safe Zone. Buckets and containers, attached to the cables via pulleys, were carried down by the energy generated from the water mill.

Once at the Safe Zone, Snowball would empty the buckets into the water tank.

Additionally, she can used it as a cargo transport. Whenever she found useful items, she could send them down via the buckets, saving her from making unnecessary trips back and forth.

Thanks to this, she had more time to focus on something else—raising her Bio-Artificer profession's experience bar!

At this moment, it was finally halfway filled.

[Novice Bio-Artificer – 45,000 EXP / 100,000 EXP]

Recently, she had begun experimenting, and her efforts bore fruit.

By enhancing traditional medicines, she successfully increased their potency by 150%!

She prioritized creating serums for the most common injuries during the apocalypse—an anti-inflammatory and hemostatic serum using Bingdi, a burn serum from Winterplum, and a painkiller serum extracted from mutated Salacca.

These serums were in high demand among her Portable Store patrons. The moment they appeared, they would be sold out within minutes.

Although not as potent as the healing abilities of a Tier 2 Awakener, nor as powerful as the HP Serum sold in the system store, their effects were immediate and served as excellent alternatives for the lack of healers and medical supplies.

She couldn't wait to unlock the system's advanced serums!

For now, though, she needed to shift her attention to the new materials and recipes she had gained from the latest Resource Dungeon.

She also aimed to unlock the Guild System to further develop the daily dungeon. She knew there were still plenty of places left to explore, but time was limited.

Before, she thought having an additional 24 hours a day would be enough. But no matter how much extra time she had, she still couldn't accomplish everything!

She wished she could split herself into three—one to train, one to explore and manage the Safe Zone, and another to focus on concocting serums.

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On a side note, if the apocalypse hadn't happened, and her parents were still alive, Nanzhi would have loved this kind of life.

Beyond the joy she found in her friends, loved ones, and husband's company, roaming the Safe Zone brought her rare tranquility.

In those moments, she could temporarily forget the horrors of the apocalypse.

She wanted to share this feeling with others.

To achieve that goal faster, she needed to earn more jades and spars—quickly!

Chi—!

That night, both Nanzhi and Lin Weihao entered the Trade Hall.

"Here's the fee for the stall," she said, placing down the payment. "And here's extra—give me the best spot."

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Meanwhile, outside the base gates, two figures in black robes silently entered the compound.

Without hesitation, they made their way toward Lan Fuyou's residence.

(A/N: I don't know if the direction of the story is okay or not? Or what part would you like to see more? (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠))