Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1522 Iron Mine, Container Station
The next morning.

Hong Gongcao woke up from his sleep, having difficulty breathing, with someone lying on top of him.

He pushed away the woman who was holding him like an octopus.

The moment he pushed away, he also saw the face of the woman he pushed away.

I was stunned. Isn’t this my dream lover?

Recalling the battle last night, he touched his sore waist, feeling unsatisfied.

In the sunlight outside the window, the fatigue on the beauty's face gives people a delicate feeling.

Can't bear to whip
Hong Gongcao moved his fingers vigorously and did some morning exercises.

After half an hour.

He kissed the beauty's forehead and said, "Come again another day."

Hong Gongcao walked out of the door, holding on to the wall. Two muscular men in the corridor noticed him coming out.

These two strong men are probably there to prevent anyone from running away with the bill.

From the corridor to the hall, there is a row of wooden chairs with soft cushions on them, and sitting on the chairs is a middle-aged woman.

At the door, there were three sturdy men half leaning against the door. Not far from the door was a table with a points card machine and some printing paper on it.

Huizi in the hall saw that the important customer finally got up, and she smiled and twisted her slender waist to move closer.

"Boss Hong, you finally woke up. How was it? Did you have fun?"

Hong Gongcao felt as if he had been hollowed out. He felt weak all over, his hands and feet were limp, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Where are my two companions? Where are they?"

Hearing this, Huizi pointed to the room behind and said with a smile: "He is resting in the next room."

Hong Gongcao nodded and said, "Wake them up, and settle the accounts while we're at it."

Keiko smiled faintly and nodded to the man at the cash register next to her.

The cashier was a pretty girl in her early twenties.

She quickly operated the points card machine, printed out a receipt and handed it over.

"Boss Hong, you ordered Di Tongnaya for the whole night last night, which is 16 points. In addition, your companion ordered rice twice, which is 7 points once and 14 points twice, for a total of 30 points."

Hong Gongcao: “???”

The moment he heard that the total consumption was 30 points, he felt like the sky was falling.

I looked down at the small list in my hand. After deducting the first 30 points and the last 30 points, there were 0 points left.

That means that the three of them spent all 50 points yesterday.

All the points I got from buying the two pistols were spent!

This, this, this.
He frowned and questioned Huizi: "Why is it so expensive? Yesterday you told me that it only cost 7 points, how come it became 16 points? You are cheating!"

When Huizi heard him say this, her expression became displeased.

"Boss Hong, 7 points is correct, but that's the price for one time. You said yesterday that you wanted to stay overnight, and it only costs 16 points. I told you this last night, are you trying to renege on it?"

Speaking of the word "defaulting on a debt", the three sturdy men at the door came over. These three sturdy men were strong and powerful, and looked like they were very good at fighting.

Hong Gongcao didn't want to cause trouble and expose his identity.

I was so angry that I could only bow my head and admit defeat.

"No, no, no, I don't mean to default on my debt. The points have already been deducted."

Just at this time, Zhugan and Dazhuang came over, rubbing their eyes.

"Brother Cao, you got up so early?" Da Zhuang asked with a satisfied smile.

Hong Gongcao glared at him and cursed, "I've been waiting for you for so long, hurry up and leave!"

The three of them walked out of Tingfeng Tower and came to the alley next to it.

The width of the alley is 4 meters.
The sun was high in the sky and it was already twelve o'clock noon.

There were very few people in the alley at this time, with only the three of them in it.

Hong Gongcao's legs felt weak for a moment, and he felt a little dizzy looking at the sun.

Zhugan yawned and said, "Brother Cao, we have to go buy food quickly. Gao Zhao and the others have probably been waiting for us for a long time."

Hong Gongcao gritted his teeth and said, "Buying food for nothing, all my points have been used up!"

As he said this, he threw the list to Zhugan.

Zhugan took the small list and stared at the zeros on it with wide eyes.

"No, brother, why is Tingfeng Tower so expensive? Fuck!"

After hearing this, Da Zhuang quickly looked at the list and said in disbelief, "Did we spend all 50 points yesterday?"

He looked at Tingfeng Tower behind him, turned around and was about to go back to "argue" with them.

But Hong Gongcao grabbed him and said, "Are you crazy? If we make a big fuss, our identities will be exposed."

Da Zhuang stopped when he heard this and asked with a pained look on his face:

"Brother, what should we do now? We have used up all our points."

Hong Gongcao squatted on the ground, not knowing what to do for a moment. He was a little confused.

Blame it on that bottle of wine, blame it on that cup of tea
It’s not that he doesn’t have enough willpower, it’s just that this commercial district is too tempting for them.

Who the hell can resist not consuming?

Zhugan looked at Hong Gongcao who was not in a good state and said tentatively: "Brother Cao, should we go back and get some guns?"

"No, without guns, it will be unsafe for us to return to the northwest in the future. What if we encounter thugs blocking the road?" Da Zhuang immediately stood up to object.

Zhugan glanced at him with a mocking look on his face, "Then what do you say we should do? Gaozhao and Xiaodong are waiting for us. They have been hungry for three days and are just waiting for us to bring back food."

Da Zhuang said hesitantly, "That's not possible either."

Hong Gongcao glared at him and cursed, "Who told you to order a big rice dish last night? Didn't I tell you to order a cheaper one?"

Zhugan pointed at Dazhuang and said, "Brother Fuck, it's all Dazhuang's fault. Last night I said I wanted to order the 2-point drink, but Dazhuang insisted on trying the more expensive one."

Da Zhuang was surrounded by two people, and seemed to have figured something out. He took a deep breath and said:

"Brother, it's still early. Let's go out and get guns so we can come back and buy food."

When Zhugan heard Dazhuang say this, his eyes rolled around, and he was too lazy to argue with Dazhuang, so he also persuaded him: "Yes, brother, let's get out of here quickly."

Hong Gongcao looked unhappy, but he had already accepted it in his heart.

He said with some difficulty: "Okay, let's save some points this time."

"That's for sure." Da Zhuang and Zhu Gan both nodded.

The three of them agreed and walked outside together.

And soon after they left, two figures appeared in their alley.

One of them picked up the intercom and said, "Yes, they used up all their points last night."

"Captain Cao, they are coming towards the gate now. They should be going out to get guns."

"Team Two, please be prepared to leave the city in ten minutes and follow Hong Gongcao and his group."

Oil City.

Tomb bunker.

The vibrant greenery forms a sharp contrast with the ancient stone walls.

In the indoor plantation of this ancient tomb bunker, hydroponic vegetables grown without soil are neatly arranged on special racks. Clean and transparent nutrient solution flows slowly in the pipes, emitting a faint smell of chemicals.

Corn and sweet potatoes grow in a suspended manner. The long vines of sweet potatoes spread along special supports. The yellow-green ears of corn and the khaki sweet potatoes quietly nurture the hope of a good harvest.

Light emanates from the lamps on the top and shines on the crops. The light passes through the walls of the hydroponic tubes and refracts into tiny dots of light, like luminous creatures in the deep sea, bringing a touch of mystery and vitality to this dark space.

In this underground cemetery bunker, the silence of the ancient tombs and the vitality of the plantation form a sharp contrast, making this small indoor garden seem like a crack in time, with the dust of history on one side and the oasis of life on the other.

A man's voice was heard in this indoor plantation.

"City Lord, the yield of our sweet potatoes is relatively high, and the leaves can be used as vegetables. Corn also has a relatively high yield, and the growth cycle of this type of corn is about 85 days..." Li Yu raised his head. The stacked shelves were like vertical farmlands, winding upward until they touched the edge of the high ceiling.

The vegetables planted on it are vying for beauty. The red tomatoes are like the cheeks of a shy girl, the yellow pumpkins are like heavy golden lanterns, and the green lettuce sways gently in the breeze, exuding a fresh and attractive scent.

"How high is this bunker?" Li Yu asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Hu Zhen quickly replied, "The tallest one is eight and a half meters, and we are standing about eight meters away now."

It’s nearly three stories high, no wonder it looks so tall.

Hu Zhen is a student of Professor Zhang Qiwu of Agriculture. During the last support mission to Oil City, he came to Oil City with other experts.

Now I am specifically responsible for the agricultural sector in the oil city.

However, the current planting area in the Oil City is relatively small. There are less than three acres of land on the ground in the Oil City, and most of the planting is done indoors in the ancient tomb bunker.

Although the area of ​​the ancient tomb bunker is not large, it can be used for planting all year round and will not be affected by natural disasters.

In addition,

With the cooperation of professional agricultural planting experts such as Hu Zhen and architects such as Jie Changshan, the space in the ancient tomb bunker was maximized.

"Yes, how much can the annual grain output here reach?" Li Yu nodded with satisfaction and asked.

Hu Zhen thought for a moment and said, "According to calculations, the annual grain output can reach about 30 tons."

"It is expected to be able to sustain 3000 people and provide 20 days of supply."

Now, excluding the survivors in the trading market, there are nearly 3000 combat personnel and militia in the oil city.

The food production in this bunker can support their own supply for 20 days, which is pretty good.

Of course, the indoor plantation in the bunker alone is definitely not enough to meet the food needs of the entire oil city and trading market.

Li Yu stretched his arms, looked at the greenery in the bunker, and said with a smile:

"The view from below the bunker is better and more beautiful than from above."

"By the way, Xiao Hu and the others should be able to deliver the food today, right?"

Zhong Chuchu, who was following behind Li Yu, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, City Lord, they arrived at the Wu City military base last night and are expected to arrive at Oil City before this evening."

"Ah."

Northern Hubei.

Xiaochang County.

G4 Expressway.

A long convoy was speeding towards the north.

Xiao Hu opened the car window to disperse the smell of smoke in the car.

"Damn, Song Qi and Li Qi really know how to enjoy themselves. Why didn't we prepare those things before? We were bored to death during the months of the natural disaster, but they brought a lot of books, various games and movies. They even brought a few basketballs. Damn it."

Xiao Hu recalled arriving at the Wu City Military Base yesterday evening. When he saw the things in the military base, he felt a little jealous.

Wang Chunqi, who was driving the car, coughed.

"Brother Tiger, they probably learned from our lesson."

Xiao Hu stared at the mountains outside the car window for a while, and said quietly:

"I guess in the future, the Takechi Military Base will also become a branch base."

Although the sound was not loud, Wang Chunqi, who was next to Xiao Hu, heard it.

“Is this inside information?”

Xiao Hu shook his head and said:

"No, I'm just guessing. The population of the trading market is booming, and the industrial development of the camphor tree base is also going to move forward in big strides."

"Things are different now. The last central meeting set a tone for moving forward with great strides. It is expected that our camphor tree base will undergo a major transformation in the near future."

"In this rapid development and change, we..."

As Xiao Hu was talking, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed, "Do a good job, at least now we are all outsiders."

As a force expands, its numbers will skyrocket and its territory will increase.

By that time, the power he can wield will also increase.

Southeast of the Dazhangshu base, 159 kilometers away.

Xunwu Iron Mine.

Before the end of the world, this was a mine with an iron ore output of 40 tons.

The sunlight shines on the layers of mineral veins, and every wrinkle is coated with a layer of golden edge.

Viewed from a distance, these iron mines are like terraces, stretching upwards one level after another, seemingly competing with the rising mountains.

In the open space at the edge of the iron mine stands a row of defensive positions assembled from containers.

This fixed defense point used dozens of containers to piece together a rectangular iron box that is approximately 20 meters long, 6 meters wide, and 9 meters high.

In the center of the iron box, there is a tall watchtower, which is about 15 meters high.

The iron box is fully enclosed, with four windows on each side, but each window is welded with steel bars as railings. The steel bars are nearly three centimeters thick, and the gap between the steel bars is only three centimeters.

There is no way that zombies can get in through such a small gap.

There is another layer of iron plate inside the steel bar, which is opened during the day.
Once night falls, everything is shut down and the entire defense base becomes a completely enclosed iron box, and even the ultraviolet lamp does not need to be used.

No matter how strong the zombies are, they can't push over the container.

The first layer under the container is filled with iron ore to increase the weight of the container.

A container chassis weighing thousands of tons cannot be pushed no matter how many zombies come.

With the steel bars welded to the last two windows, the construction of the last defense outpost was officially completed.

"It's done!"

"Qian Gong, it's done."

Two welders wearing gloves shouted at Qian Zheng below through the window bars.

Qian Zheng and Liu Ming were both college alumni of He Bing before the apocalypse. After the apocalypse, they fled together with He Bing and finally joined the Dazhangshu base.

The two studied civil engineering at school. After joining the Dazhangshu Base, they have been responsible for the construction of projects throughout the Dazhangshu Base with Ding Jiu.

Five or six years have passed, from Xiao Qian and Xiao Liu, they have now become Qian Gong and Liu Gong.

Qian Zheng, wearing a helmet, waved to the two welders above.

"Come down."

After saying that, he walked up the steps and entered the iron box station.

Since the first floor is filled with iron ore, only the second and third floors are habitable.

There are iron steps leading to the second floor, and you can enter through the iron steps.

The inside is very simple, just made up of containers pieced together.

In order to make this iron box integrated, they stacked the containers one on top of the other and welded them together with solid steel pipes.

Two floors, about 240 square meters of space.

Qian was inside checking the strength of the windows, especially the welded steel bars, which were the most important line of defense against zombies at night.

There are about thirty-five double beds in the iron box, which can accommodate 70 people at the same time.

It is divided into living area, tool area and grain storage area.

There is nothing much to say about the living environment. To put it nicely, it is simple. To put it bluntly, it is a slum. The living environment is quite poor.

After a careful inspection, the money was coming out of the iron box.

I took a long breath, but it still felt a bit stuffy inside.

"Open six more windows, it's too stuffy!" Qian Zheng said to the cutter and welder next to him after he came out.

"Yes." Several workers came up with their tools.

(Ask for monthly ticket)