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After completing the initial training level, Ye Feihong had become familiar with the game controls. He effortlessly used only a small knife and, within just a few hours, cleared the game. It was too simple. The zombies reacted too slowly, and their power was so weak that they were no match for even the Mammoth or Abomination.
A few decades ago, humanity had not faced such an existential threat. The most they could imagine about Dark Matter was at this level of weakness. After finishing the game, Ye Feihong began to patrol the Dark Territory. He was unaware that it wasn't the game's difficulty that was low; rather, it was his physical attributes and mental power. Stimulated by a large amount of Pea Seeds, Ye Feihong had become superhuman compared to an average person.
Other Farmers wouldn’t be able to eliminate so many Dark Matter in just a few days. Ye Feihong had already accumulated more Spiritual Energy than most Farmers would in a lifetime. Just yesterday, he had collected tens of thousands of Dian Ling Neng and now possessed over two hundred thousand. Some Farmers, after only five days, could manage to gather several thousand seeds' worth of power in a single day.
Ye Feihong stepped out of his room, connecting with the environment around him through the spiritual link he shared with the plants. Soon, he discovered a very intriguing location at the edge of his farm. Beneath the ruins of a building lay a vast space. This place, which was once an underground warehouse, piqued his curiosity about what might be inside.
Ye Feihong commanded a multitude of vines to clear away the collapsed walls of the ruins, revealing a staircase leading down to the basement. He descended the stairs, going deeper into the ground until he reached a depth of over ten meters. There, he uncovered a thick metal door made of aluminum alloy. Despite being covered in weeds after decades, the door remained remarkably sturdy.
This posed no challenge for Ye Feihong. Returning to the surface, he controlled a cabbage and accurately threw it at the aluminum alloy door.
With a resounding explosion, the door was blown open. He stepped into the basement.
The entire basement was shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by a single door's light. Ye Feihong adjusted the brightness of the Communication Device to its maximum setting, turning it into a makeshift flashlight.
To his surprise, he found that the basement was remarkably well-preserved. It was evident that decades ago, this place had undergone special reinforcement. Despite the passage of time, the environment here had not suffered significant damage.
However, it was puzzling why there was only a single enormous Ceramic Jar in this fortified basement. Inside, there were neither food nor weapons. Protecting such a place without storing supplies seemed like a waste. What could possibly be inside these Ceramic Jars?
Ye Feihong picked up the Communication Device and reflected light onto the jar. He noticed words inscribed on it, indicating that it contained wine. This deep cellar was actually a wine storage facility.
After pondering for a long time, Ye Feihong finally understood what wine was. It was said that before the end times, humanity had a fondness for a certain type of Alcoholic Beverage. It required over ten tons of grain to brew just one ton of wine, making it incredibly expensive.
In those final days, food had become the most crucial resource. Rationing was implemented, and ordinary people were allowed only six liang of food per day. Only those who fought on the front lines, such as the Imperial Guards or those in the Steel Factory, received more substantial rations.
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