Travel through famine years and awaken a post-apocalyptic survival system.

Zhao Qingsong looked at the items on the table, stroked his chin, and his eyes lit up.

He didn't care much about the level 2 shelter; he preferred a solid wood house to a stone house, finding it more comfortable.

The other things are quite good, though.

Animal husbandry room and plant cultivation room.

With these things, I won't have to worry about what I eat anymore. I can eat vegetables whenever I want without having to look for other options.

Especially in winter, the vegetables available these days are just too monotonous.

Not to mention vegetables, even just seasonings like scallions, ginger, and garlic are a hassle.

Then he frowned. His room wasn't that big. Even if he merged another room, there wouldn't be much space left.

Do we need to upgrade the house?

He was worried that if he upgraded his house to 100 square meters, his neighbor might dig up his shelter while digging a cellar, which would cause a huge uproar.

Forget it for now, we'll see how things go later.

He was now somewhat looking forward to what the "Beast Tide" mission would bring him after it ended tomorrow.

No matter how you look at it, this beast tide survival mission is more advanced than the others.

We've caught enough prey; there's no need to stay in the mountains. Let's start looking for our way back.

Although I don't know the way back, I still know the general direction.

The return trip was much faster.

About forty minutes later, we had reached the area near the mountains.

"Huh, gold? Silver?"

After walking for a while, the radar showed a supply point, which made him stop.

A kilometer away, an area with a high density of light spots caught his attention.

The system shows that it contains gold and silver, and the quantity looks quite large.

Actually, he had found some silver coins sporadically before, but the quantity was too small, so he didn't bother with them.

A silver dollar is worth about one yuan in RMB these days, and he didn't want to bother with that.

But gold is different.

Gold is a great store of value.

A small yellow croaker costs around 106 yuan, while a large yellow croaker can reach 1060 yuan. This is the price offered by banks for recycling; the price is even higher on the black market.

With that in mind, he quickly walked toward his destination.

A dozen minutes later, he arrived at the location.

"grave?"

Seeing that his destination was right next to a grave, Zhao Qingsong was conflicted.

He did want the gold, but he didn't want to do something as unethical as digging up other people's graves; it was too disgusting.

However, his expression quickly relaxed.

It wasn't in the grave, but rather fifty centimeters underground beside it.

I hesitated for a moment.

Only after confirming that he wouldn't disturb the grave did he decide to dig it up.

I looked around.

There were quite a few graves scattered around, and he only started digging after confirming that there weren't many people there.

He took out a shovel from the space.

It's cold, but the permafrost layer is still quite thick.

It was difficult to dig at first, but it got a little easier later.

Half an hour later, a worn-out tin box appeared before his eyes.

Zhao Qingsong quickly took the items out.

It's very heavy.

The box has a lock.

This was no problem for him; he smashed the lock open with an axe, revealing what was inside.

It was wrapped in oil paper inside.

Once opened, its true appearance was revealed.

Three large yellow croakers, each two fingers wide, ten small yellow croakers, each as thick as a little finger, and five rolls of silver dollars, totaling 100.

In addition, there were some coins inside.

They even found five $100 bills among them.

"Foreign exchange?"

Upon seeing the dollar bill, Zhao Qingsong frowned slightly.

Gold and the US dollar.

Those buried here were either wealthy merchants who hid them here after liberation, or they were enemy agents.

I don't know whose grave this is.

Looking around, he sensed people approaching in his direction, so he quickly put his things into his spatial storage and picked up a shovel to fill the soil back up.

After you've finished everything, wash your hands with some water.

After finishing, looking at the filled-in area, if someone came to look, they would clearly see that it had been disturbed.

He pinched the space between his eyebrows.

Moreover, he discovered that there were no weeds in this place before, which meant that someone had moved things here before.

Unfortunately, this is in the middle of nowhere, so there's no way to monitor it.

We'll find out whose grave it is and keep an eye on it.

Sensing someone approaching on the radar, he quietly left.

……

Zhao Qingsong left the cemetery and took a detour back to the steel plant area.

I checked the time; it was almost three o'clock.

It's time to go back.

He rode his bike straight home.

After leaving the steel mill area, I found a spot and prepared to take the drone out and play with it.

After finding a suitable location and confirming with radar that no one was nearby, they quietly took out the drone.

Having played with this thing in my past life, I naturally know how to use it.

The drone was ready very quickly.

Rub your hands together, and begin the experiment.

"start up!"

"Buzz!"

Start the drone, spin it in place, and then use the control handle to take off.

"Whoosh!"

The drone quickly took to the sky, and at an altitude of about 100 meters, it was impossible to tell what it was.

Unfortunately, there is no navigation system, and the entire process requires manual operation, otherwise it will fall.

The drone quickly disappeared into the distance.

It flew farther and farther.

The remote control clearly displays the images transmitted by the drone.

After playing with it for a while, they reluctantly put the drone away.

"Huh!"

As I was thinking, a black Jeep was speeding recklessly on the main road not far away and crashed into the ditch next to it.

Zhao Qingsong frowned and took a closer look.

Unfortunately, no one came out.

Has something happened?

Moreover, he sensed that the red light inside the car was weakening.

After quickly retrieving the drone, Zhao Qingsong rode his bicycle toward the main road.

About ten minutes later, the car arrived at the main road.

The car was still lying there a few dozen meters away.

Someone died?

I hurriedly rode my bike there.

When we arrived at the destination, we saw an old man slumped over the steering wheel.

Half of his face was facing outwards.

He was around fifty years old, wearing a black Zhongshan suit, and his half-gray hair was neatly styled.

Fortunately, the car doors weren't locked.

It can be opened directly!

"Hey, hey!"

Zhao Qingsong helped the person over and leaned them against the seat, then tried to call out to them.

no response.

I tried it on my nose again.

Thankfully, it was still breathing, though it had a pained expression on its face.

Zhao Qingsong frowned deeply. What was going on?

He's not a doctor!

And it seems the other party wasn't injured either.

Cerebral infarction?

Heart attack?

He wasn't a doctor, so he didn't know what the problem was or how to treat it.

I thought about it, and then I remembered the medicine I had!

Heart problems?

Not sure.

After thinking for a moment, he took out the medicine that Xu Jing hadn't finished drinking and gave her some.

Remembering there was a bottle of nitroglycerin tablets in the medicine cabinet, I quickly took it out.

He unscrewed the lid, poured out 10 pills, and stuffed them into the other person's mouth.

Let's try anything, even if it seems hopeless!

If it's a heart attack or something similar, there's still hope for saving him, but if it's a stroke, there's nothing that can be done.

Anyway, the old man can't open his eyes.

At worst, we can just run away.

Just as he was hesitating whether to carry the old man directly to the hospital, the old man's brows relaxed slightly, and his breathing became a little more steady.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a lucky coincidence.