Wasteland scavenging, fat girl takes the sick and disabled family away

Chapter 345 The tree has been planted; this will be the mercenary camp's permanent stronghold.
"If you behave well in the future, things will get better."

At other times, Yuebai didn't say much.

The old nest no longer needs Wen Yanhui.

Shi Yuebai has been frequently active in mercenary camps lately.

What she asked Wen Yanhui to do, Wen Yanhui could do even outside the lair.

Wen Yanhui nodded and glanced at her surroundings.

She didn't know where in the garrison camp Shi Yuebai had led her.

All around was white fog; beyond a meter away, it was pitch black.

Someone completely unfamiliar with a mercenary camp would easily lose their way if they wandered around inside.

This is probably why those mercenaries were so comfortable letting Ming Yuebai bring Wen Yanhui in.

Shi Yuebai sat down next to Wen Yanhui.

She took out the picture frame that Wen Yanhui had drawn by hand, and found a box of colored pens, and began to color in the line drawing little by little.

Wen Yanhui glanced at it from the side.

She discovered that Shi Yuebai's fine motor skills were truly lacking.

Even though Shi Yuebai tried her best to control herself, her fingers would still apply color outside the lines in large areas.

Large, large patches of paint were applied outside the lines.

Fortunately, Wen Yanhui's lines were relatively simple.

If it were made more complex, Shi Yuebai would make the colors of this painting even more chaotic.

Wen Yanhui thought this was normal.

What's abnormal is that few adults and children today realize the importance of fine motor skills to themselves.

In the wasteland, it seems that survivors only need brute force.

It can lift up discarded cement blocks, break steel bars, kill mutated beasts, and so on.

The meticulous work was too demanding in terms of attention, time, and energy, and was increasingly being overlooked by the survivors.

It was through Shi Yuebai that Wen Yanhui realized for the first time how much Shi Yuebai valued meticulous abilities.

She saw Shi Yuebai diligently coloring, large beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.

This was very taxing on Shi Yuebai's weight; he had only finished painting half of the frame when he had already used up a pound or two of her fat.

Shi Yuebai currently weighs 332 jin (approximately 87.5 catties).

Just as Wen Yanhui was about to speak, Shi Yaoyao walked over with a stack of white papers.

She handed the stack of white papers to Wen Yanhui and whispered,

"My aunt asked me to give this to you. Draw some more lines, and we'll print it out. You should draw according to the difficulty level."

"These are all for our own people."

It means regardless of whether you are an adult or a child, an old person or a young person, a man or a woman.

From now on, I will start using colored pens to draw lines to improve my fine motor skills.

Wen Yanhui nodded hurriedly.

She picked up the stack of white papers and a fine-tipped pen.

He sat in front of the tent with his head down, sketching lines in the light.

A little while later, Shi Yaoyao and the two children carried over a large table and an umbrella.

There was even a light.

When Wen Yanhui saw this complete set of equipment, she looked at Shi Yuebai, who was carefully painting on the side.

She said with some surprise,
"No need to exaggerate like that. Even without these things, I can still complete the task you assigned me."

Shi Yuebai wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the painting in his hand, and then reached out to pinch the back of her neck.
"Just focus on your work and leave the rest to us." "Besides, we have plenty of tables, lights, and the like, so it won't be a burden for us."

She finished coloring the picture in her hand.

He was covered in sweat, as if he had just stood up from the water.

Shi Yuebai put down the coloring paper, stood up, and went outside to stretch her legs.

She walked around outside, taking a look at the surroundings of the mercenary camp.

Only then did they realize that this isolated island was gradually getting smaller and smaller.

The mercenary group originally existed just below this isolated island.

Now, due to the rising snowmelt, the mercenary group can see the continuously rising snowmelt on their flank.

How long will this foul-smelling snowmelt rise?
Will it eventually submerge all the land?

Shi Yuebai could not know.

There are no institutions now that have the leisure and inclination to specifically study this.

Shi Yuebai could foresee that now that the mercenary camp was so large, people in the lair were coming and going using teleportation arrays.

This has become a fixed point connecting the base of operations with the front lines.

If the mercenary camp is flooded by snowmelt, the mercenaries will have to move again.

The protective arrays, spirit-gathering arrays, and healing arrays that Shi Yuebai had previously placed in the mercenary camp were all rendered ineffective.

Shi Yuebai thought carefully for a while, then picked up a tree branch from the ground and widened the protective array a bit more.

My weight has successfully dropped to 320 pounds.

She then went around to the mercenary camp, to the area closest to the snowmelt.

He took out a section of osmanthus branch that he always carried with him and planted it next to the mercenary camp.

"Yuebai, why did you plant the tree here?"

Yi Zhe's voice rang out as he emerged from the thick white fog, wearing infrared goggles.

Once he reached Shi Yuebai's side, Yi Zhe took off the infrared glasses from his face.

Yi Zhe's gaze fell on that section of osmanthus branch.

Because this mercenary camp is close to the desert, there is a lot of dirt on the ground.

The only problem is that the water level is rising so high that the soil here cannot be disturbed.

Everyone feared that disturbing the island's soil would cause it to sink even faster into the sea fed by melting snow.
Shi Yuebai explained to Yi Zhe:
“If you don’t plant a single tree and use up some of the melted snow, I’m afraid your mercenary camp will soon be flooded.”

Although a single osmanthus tree may not be of much use.

Even if this osmanthus tree grows into a towering giant, it cannot withstand the increasing amount of snowmelt from around the world.

However, absorb as much as you can.

Shi Yuebai plans to plant a ring of osmanthus trees around Yi Zhe's mercenary camp.

Yi Zhe couldn't help but laugh:
"If you plant trees here, doesn't that mean we have to hold this camp to the death and can't move anymore?"

The tree has been planted; this will be the mercenary camp's permanent stronghold, and they will never leave this place, even if it means death.

If the mercenary camp moves, these osmanthus trees will be left unattended and will haphazardly absorb snowmelt.

This could easily lead to another overgrowth of the plant.

From this perspective, mercenaries cannot easily move.

Shi Yuebai nodded.
"Then we'll hold this place to the death."

"With me here this time, I won't let anyone in your camp be wiped out."

Yi Zhe paused for a moment, then looked at Shi Yuebai with eyes full of amusement.

"Okay, Brother Yi Zhe believes in Yue Bai."