Natural Disaster: After stocking up hundreds of millions of supplies, I won.

Because of Mu Qianqian's words, the room fell into an eerie silence.

At this moment, a scene that shocked everyone happened.

The little turtle, which was originally only the size of a palm, suddenly started to grow bigger.

The living room was filled with supplies, and there was not much space for people to move around. The enlarged cub had already occupied part of the space, and the little turtle suddenly grew larger and quickly occupied the remaining space.

Seeing that the turtle was going to continue to grow in size and was about to squeeze out all the supplies, the old Taoist priest quickly shouted to stop.

"Little turtle, stop!"

The little turtle was obedient. After the old Taoist priest shouted this, it really stopped and tilted its head to look at the old Taoist priest.

It looked like it was waiting for the old Taoist priest to praise it.

Nan Ci stared at the little turtle for a while, then turned to look at the old Taoist priest, "Is this your first time seeing it get bigger?"

The old Taoist priest nodded, "Yes, I thought it just became faster and had a brain, but I didn't expect it to become so big."

Nan Ci touched his chin, "Looking at the way it looked just now, it should continue to grow in size, but I don't know how big it can be."

"Will it be as big as the old turtle in Journey to the West? It can also take us forward smoothly in the water."

When Mu Qianqian said this, her eyes began to shine.

This suddenly sounded like it was a little unreliable.

But if you think about it carefully and look at the big turtle in front of you, it doesn't seem impossible.

If this was really the case, then what kind of ship would they bother to find? Wouldn’t it be enough to just sit on the turtle and travel?

But Nan Ci just thought about it and had no real intention to take action.

There are definitely not that many mutated animals now. If the turtle's differences are exposed, it will easily arouse the covetousness of others.

Besides, they already have a boat, so it would be better to use a boat.

When the extreme cold comes and all the water is frozen, there will be no chance to use the boat.

Nan Ci was thinking about this in his mind, and suddenly heard Mu Qianqian's sigh.

"If I had known that such a day would come, I would have kept a pet."

Hearing this, Nan Ci couldn't help but curl up his lips.

How could we have known so much earlier.

However, Mu Qianqian obviously just said it casually, and quickly added, "I remember that in our building, there are many people who keep pets, including cats and dogs, as well as birds, fish, turtles, etc. There are people who keep snakes. Nan Ci, the pets you and the Taoist priest keep have mutated, so have their pets also mutated?"

Speaking of this, Mu Qianqian didn't know what kind of scene she was imagining, and her face turned a little pale.

Nan Ci smiled, but did not become nervous because of these words, "Then those pets must survive until now to mutate."

Animals mutate not in a day or two, but in many days.

During these days, the animals only eat, drink and sleep.

Both Nan Ci and the old Taoist priest were not short of food and drink, and they had never treated Maomao and Wugui badly in terms of food and drink.

But the same cannot be said for other people in this building.

They have nothing to eat, how can they take care of their pets?

Everyone below the twenty-second floor has moved, some even more than once.

These people move around, but they are never seen with pets.

So where have all their pets gone?

Nan Ci didn't think deeply about this issue.

She is not the savior of the world, she can't save others, let alone other people's pets.

All she can do is protect herself and her four cats, and help like-minded people when she can.

For example, the old Taoist priests Mu Qianqian and Zhou Ziyang.

As for how many people there are, Nan Ci can only say that there is nothing he can do.

Although Nan Ci didn't explain too much, Mu Qianqian was such an old person, so it wasn't like he didn't really understand anything.

Nan Ci can think of it herself without needing too much explanation.

Mu Qianqian's face paled for a moment, and her mood fell for a moment, but she didn't need anyone else's comfort. She quickly adjusted herself.

"This damn rainstorm." Mu Qianqian cursed in a low voice, "When will it stop?"

No one answered, and the room was silent.

Zhou Ziyang and the old Taoist priest didn't know the answer.

Nan Ci didn't want to answer.

It doesn't matter whether you answer it or not.

Even if you tell Mu Qianqian that the heavy rain will continue for another four months, what's the use?

It just made Mu Qianqian even more desperate.

It would be better to be like this now, knowing nothing, working hard to find supplies, arranging things for yourself every day, working hard to live, and living day by day.

Mu Qianqian's personality was still very optimistic, and her low mood did not last too long, and she quickly adjusted herself.

She stood up from the sofa, walked around beside the tortoise, and stared at the tortoise curiously.

But soon, Mu Qianqian quietly walked around Zai Zai.

From the expression on her face, it could be seen that she really wanted to hug her, but she didn't dare to reach out, so she could only look helplessly at Nan Ci for help.

Nan Ci smiled and got up, walked to Zai Zai's side, reached out and rubbed Zai Zai's body, "Zai Zai, she wants to touch you, do you want to?"

According to Zai Zai's current IQ, he can understand Nan Ci's words.

Zaizai hesitated for a moment, then looked at Mu Qianqian for a while, then nodded slowly, and raised his front paws towards Mu Qianqian.

The huge cat claws were bigger than Mu Qianqian's head.

Mu Qianqian opened her arms, hugged Zai Zai's paw directly, and rubbed her head against the cat's paw, the smile on her face gradually

Zhou Ziyang and the old Taoist priest didn't know when they stood up and walked over. They also raised their hands and touched Zai Zai, and Zai Zai did not refuse.

Just when the old Taoist priest wanted to continue petting the cat, he was bumped by the little turtle with his head.

From Nan Ci's perspective, it can be clearly seen that the little turtle didn't use much strength, but it still staggered the old Taoist priest. This shows how strong the little turtle is after becoming bigger.

The old Taoist priest rubbed his lower back and looked at the little turtle angrily, "You son of a turtle, why are you resisting me?"

The little turtle lowered his head and turned his head towards the old Taoist priest.

This is to let the old Taoist priest touch it.

If the little turtle could talk, I must ask now, why do we only touch this little turtle but not touch it? Doesn’t it deserve to be petted if it has no hair?

"You son of a bitch, you are as old as me, and you are so old that you are still competing with a kitten for favor. You don't know where you have eaten all the food you have eaten for so many years."

The old Taoist priest kept talking in vain, but his hands were honest and started to rub the little turtle's head.

"Hey! Turtle son, your head is smooth and cool. It would feel comfortable to touch in summer, but your hands are a bit cold now!"

His mouth was full of disgust, but the stroking of his hands did not stop.

That's what it means to be upright in one's mouth.