Silly Zhu's Moving: The Old Neighbor's Nightmare

Chapter 126 Turtle

Sha Zhu did this with good intentions.

This incident has escalated quite a bit; the beating was too brutal, and the act of kneeling was an insult.

Who would dare approach your house so easily? Of course, for Sha Zhu personally, this is all irrelevant.

No one paid any attention to him, which suited Sha Zhu's mind perfectly. For a modern person, it didn't matter whether he knew them or not.

In my past life, I lived in an apartment building with three families on each floor.

I've lived there for seven or eight years, and I still don't know who the other two families are.

They never even asked what the family did for a living, or what their surnames and given names were.

I occasionally run into them when I go downstairs, but they only give me a perfunctory "uh-huh" and never take the initiative to ask me anything.

Humans are social animals, and their interests come first.

Sha Zhu didn't disagree with this statement, as long as there were still people nearby willing to approach you.

If they still have value when facing difficulties in life, other people will naturally gravitate towards them.

If one weren't living in this era, of course none of this would be necessary; for Sha Zhu alone...

Every day, I go to and from get off work. If I get off early, I go to the library. When I get home, I close the door and ignore everything outside, like the wind and rain.

But that won't work in this day and age; your every move will be watched by your neighbors.

If you lock yourself in your home every day, your neighbors will think it's abnormal behavior.

If something happens outside, everyone will assume that you were responsible.

You lock yourself in your house every day and don't interact with anyone. Are you plotting something?

What do you do at home every day? Is there a tunnel in your house that leads to the outside?

Never underestimate anyone.

Even if you haven't done any of these things, some malicious people will still try to frame you, especially during certain periods.

So now, Sha Zhu has casually adopted this persona, and when he gets into a fight, he doesn't care about other people's feelings.

If you're ruthless, no one will easily provoke you, which will save you a lot of trouble.

Don't assume that Yi Zhonghai is the only one who likes to use moral blackmail; such people are everywhere in life.

If you have the ability, why don't you help others? Why can't you solve the problem that you could easily solve for others? This is your fault in the first place.

This kind of perception is instilled into other people's minds like brainwashing, and they never think that what they say is wrong. So sometimes, public persona is also very important.

When selflessness becomes the theme, people also consider that this person might occasionally be ruthless; this is also a form of camouflage.

Of course, Sha Zhu is still young and not yet an adult, so he won't only have this one camouflage. At least no one knows his true strength. But let's get back to the point.

After returning home, Sha Zhu took some food from his spatial storage and fed the two goslings that were huddled in the corner of the yard.

These two goslings were basically fed by rainwater.

Sha Zhu would occasionally take some water plants from his space, mix them into wheat bran, and feed them to the two goslings.

After raising them for a few months, the two goslings had developed the ability to recognize people. Whenever Yu Shui returned home, he liked to let the two goslings out and let them run behind him.

The two goslings are used to rain and are not afraid of strangers. However, if they encounter neighbors who don't visit often, they prefer to keep their distance.

Sha Zhu also planned to raise these two goslings to be good at guarding the house.

If you feed the two goslings a drop of divine water, I believe they will gain sentience, just like the calf in the space.

I'll keep it for a few more months; I don't want any of the neighbors to come over too often afterward.

Secretly instructing these two goslings to scorch and bite this person would surely be quite interesting.

Sha Zhu went to the kitchen and took some mutton dumplings from his spatial storage and put them in the kitchen, so that it wouldn't be so troublesome to have dinner later.

As for kneading dough, just stay home a little longer, any excuse will do. I made steamed buns this morning, so the leftover dough is perfect for this.

Sha Zhu flashed into the spatial dimension, where the original time-forbidden warehouse had been completely transformed.

Rows of mortise and tenon-jointed wooden shelves were created by Sha Zhu using his imagination, and they basically filled half the warehouse.

The shelves were densely packed with various grains and vegetables, as well as a variety of ready-made delicacies.

The milk that had filled the warehouse had vanished, thanks to Sha Zhu's various experiments.

Using mental focus, the milk is sterilized by heating in a stove, and then the fat and protein are separated from it.

Then, through focused concentration and accelerated drying using suitable temperature and time, the concentrated fats and proteins are processed.

Then mix the dried fat and protein together, and use your mind to turn it into a powder.

After wasting 81 buckets of milk, Sha Zhu finally mastered the temperature changes on the stove during the milk powder making process.

If the production process is accelerated, a batch of milk can easily be over-sterilized and lose its nutrients, or over-dried and turn into residue if not handled carefully.

Even so, the milk powder produced was not as fragrant as the milk powder produced by machines in later generations. Perhaps milk powder in later generations has various additives.

However, Sha Zhu still prefers to drink ready-made milk, which is slightly heated to sterilize and then stored in several barrels in the warehouse, where he drinks a cup occasionally.

As for processed milk powder, after occasionally giving it to Yushui in the mornings and having a cup himself, Shazhu still opted for ready-made milk.

If the time limit weren't unlimited, I really wouldn't waste my energy turning milk into milk powder.

However, once you get used to the process, turning a bucket of milk into milk powder is now as simple as controlling the temperature and accelerating the process with your mind; it only takes a minute or two.

If it weren't for this era, milk wouldn't be something ordinary people could afford.

Sha Zhu wanted the rainwater to drink every day, to use up the milk powder in his space; as for selling it for money, he was dreaming.

I wouldn't do something so pointless; at most, I'd give some to family and friends occasionally.

I did think about exchanging milk powder for some antiques during a famine year, but then I realized that if a famine really came, milk powder might not be as useful as grain.

After drinking a glass of milk, Sha Zhu went to the ancient well.

The sacred water in the well has lost much of its effect on Sha Zhu.

Ever since Sha Zhu's mental energy could sweep across a hundred meters outside of space...

Using the divine water again will no longer increase one's spiritual power; it will only restore spiritual power, heal wounds, and treat diseases.

Sha Zhu wondered if he was missing a cultivation method, but in this era, where could he find a cultivation technique for spiritual power?

Therefore, living in this era requires extreme caution; one must be extremely careful, lest they actually dare to cause trouble on the battlefield.

I am not invincible. If a peanut flies by from a hundred meters away and I don't scan it with my mind, I might lose my life before I can even drink the divine water.

Beside the ancient well, besides Sha Zhu's rest area, there are some clothes racks made by Sha Zhu, all covered with the clothes of Sha Zhu and his sister.

On the other side of the ancient well, two shelves were filled with weapons and equipment that could be easily grabbed.

Pistols, automatic rifles, throwing knives, lime powder, chili powder, croton powder, and some masks and other items collected from spies.

There are also 81 other wooden blocks, each the size of a human head, that Sha Zhu made himself from ironwood. They are quite heavy and are a powerful weapon for mass killing when danger arises.

There's also a tortoise shell that Sha Zhu made from scrap steel he smuggled from the steel mill; it's a good tool for evading sudden attacks.

However, later, Sha Zhu felt that a turtle shell had suddenly appeared, and it would have been better to enter the space.

The turtle shell was also used as a weapon that fell from the sky.

After doing all this, Sha Zhu realized that if he could just take people within a hundred meters into his space and deal with them, there wouldn't be so much danger.

But then I thought about the enemy a hundred meters away. In short, a lot of offensive and defensive weapons suddenly appeared near the shelf.

Most of them are never needed; perhaps this is a lack of security.

It can only be placed here as a decoration for my own enjoyment.