Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1529: Zombies are overhead? Well, that's not a big problem
Two taels of meat, one catty is equal to ten taels.

One pound of meat requires ten points to purchase.

If ten points are given to an ordinary construction worker in the trading market, he can save 0.5 points a day by eating two tortillas every day. It takes 10 days to save up 20 points.

This means that in the trading market, an ordinary survivor would have to use at least 20 days of accumulated points to get a pound of meat.

Meat is more precious than gold in the last days.

Compared with other starchy foods, it is more nutritious and brings an unparalleled sense of fullness and satisfaction.

After listening to Liu Qian'an's story, Li Yu gained a deeper understanding of the living conditions of the partners at the Dazhangshu base.

"City Lord, if it weren't for the camphor tree base, we wouldn't be able to have such a life in the apocalypse. Thank you, City Lord."

As he spoke, Liu Qian'an recalled the good and bad times he had gone through, and thought back to the difficulties he had faced along the way, which moved him deeply.

Li Yu patted his elbow and shook hands with him.

"Our original intention is to help you solve your problems. This is what we should do. As long as you live a good life, it proves that the direction of Dazhangshu is correct."

After reading some classic books, Li Yu became very fluent in speaking nice and polite words.

After understanding everything, Li Yu turned around and looked at Zuo Ronggan.

"Take me in and have a look."

"Okay, City Lord."

Zuo Ronggan stretched out his hand and gestured for Li Yu to walk in front.

But Li Yu waved his hand, motioning him to go ahead and lead the way.

Entering the outpost built on a brick and tile house before the end of the world, as soon as he came in, Li Yu was attracted by an iron door behind the door.

I walked over and touched the size of the iron door. It was about 6 cm thick and made of pure steel.

It is thick.

Go upstairs.

He saw that the windows upstairs were the same as the door downstairs, with two open iron windows on both sides behind the steel railings.

Zuo Ronggan saw that Li Yu was interested in this, so he stepped forward and explained:

"At night, we close the iron window and don't even use the ultraviolet light. The zombies climbing the wall can't get in, so it's still quite safe."

"Are you bored?" Li Yu asked.

"It's okay. Look, these small holes are used for ventilation." Zuo Ronggan walked to the edge of a wall, where there was a row of small holes. These holes were only the size of a bowl and were covered with wire mesh.

Li Yu looked at the arrangements and nodded.

The upstairs looks much more spacious than the downstairs. There are four two-story buildings, which are connected together after being opened up. The total area of ​​the upper and lower floors is nearly 1000 square meters.

There are dozens of beds here, but they are all very simple.

The bottom is raised several dozen centimeters with bricks, and the upper layer is paved with wooden boards cut and flattened from outside.

It's simple, but it's enough so you don't have to sleep on the ground.

There were some beddings on top of the beds, obviously they were provided by Zuo Rong who was stationed at No. 4 station.

"Are there many partners who come here to spend the night?" Li Yu turned his head and asked.

Zuo Ronggan thought for a moment and answered:

"Last night, more than 30 partners stayed here overnight. Our station usually closes the iron gate at 6pm."

Li Yu looked at the kitchen utensils and firewood placed in the corner.

They built a tripod with a copper pot suspended in the middle, where they boiled water and cooked food.

When I got to the top floor, I found that there was no protection on the edge of the top floor.

But it's just a two-story building, only six meters high, so it's not that scary without any protection.

Standing on the roof of the small building, a row of small buildings forms a wide platform.

On top of this they built some sand piles with sandbags to mount the guns.

After taking a quick look around, Li Yu went downstairs.

"You are stationed at the sentry post. If you encounter any difficulties, you must report to the headquarters base." Li Yu instructed Zuo Ronggan.

Zuo Ronggan shook his head and said, "It's not difficult. The patrol team comes here twice a week. They will give us any supplies we need."

"Okay." After encouraging himself, Li Yu left checkpoint No. 4.

Afterwards, they visited all the outposts they had set up in the counties of Ning County, Shi County, Xing County, Hui County, Chong County, and Xunwu County, centered on the Dazhangshu base.

A construction similar to that of Outpost No. 4, that is, a sturdy building relying on a major traffic artery, transformed into an outpost. Outposts like this only occupy two-thirds of the area.

The natural disasters at the end of the world also destroyed some buildings, and many of the remaining buildings were self-built houses.

Perhaps it is because before the end of the world, these houses were all occupied by families, so the materials used are more solid.

The remaining one-third of the outposts are all buildings assembled from containers.

Generally speaking, the standard thickness of the side panels of container houses is 1.6mm and the top panel is 2.0mm.

They reinforced and thickened the container, making it ten times thicker than its original thickness.

The thickness of the container board is two centimeters, and even a strong zombie cannot break through the container.

In particular, the containers on the bottom floor were filled and reinforced with sand, gravel and soil.

There are thirty sentry posts, and now it seems that 26 have been built. People have been sent to guard most of the built sentry posts.

It looks like the remaining four outposts can be completed in less than a week.

After inspecting the last checkpoint, Li Yu boarded the helicopter.

"Let's go back to the headquarters base." Li Yu shouted to Li Tie who was still standing outside the helicopter.

Li Tie hurried over and boarded the helicopter together.

Among these thirty outposts, helicopters landed four times, and at the rest, they basically just lowered their altitude and patrolled in the air.

But even if it was only four times, it took a lot of time.

We arrived in Gan City at noon. After circling the entire Gan City and inspecting the checkpoints, it was already getting dark when we returned to the big camphor tree base.

At 6:20 in the evening, they arrived at the camphor tree base.

The sky gradually darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red like blood.

When they stepped into the high walls of the large camphor tree base, the inexplicable suffocating tension outside suddenly dissipated.

Li Yu returned to his residence, feeling the comfort of hot water washing over his body. The water washed away all the dust and fatigue.

After washing up, he went downstairs with a glass of water and looked around the villa. It was orderly and brightly lit. His mother was busy preparing dinner. The children's laughter and the sound of pots and pans colliding mixed together, creating a strange tranquility.

After dinner, Li Yu found his second uncle and discussed with him about the Mid-Autumn Festival celebrations.

It has been several years since the end of the world, and it seems that we have only celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival once. The rest of the Mid-Autumn Festivals were basically spent in natural disasters.

The lights are flickering on the third-floor terrace of the villa.

There was a beer glass on the table. The beer foam in the glass slowly burst, and a layer of water droplets condensed on the surface of the glass. This was beer that had just been produced from the refrigerated camphor tree base.

"Gudong, gudong!"

Li Yu took a big sip and let out a long sigh.

After taking a big gulp of beer, I felt that all the heat of the day was gone.

Refreshing.

"Uncle, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Let's start the food factory to urgently produce a batch of mooncakes. We can give them to everyone as Mid-Autumn Festival gifts."

Second uncle was cracking melon seeds, making a crackling sound.

After hearing what Li Yu said, he put the melon seed shell in his hand on the table.

"Producing mooncakes?" Uncle Er took a sip of water and looked at the full moon in the sky. "Yes, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Look how busy I am. I am so busy that I am confused."

"It's time to produce a batch of mooncakes, but how many should we produce?"

Li Yu thought and said, "Mooncakes have a long shelf life, so they can be kept for a few months. Let's produce 10,000 of them first."

"Ten thousand? So many!" Second Uncle widened his eyes, a little surprised.

Li Yu drank the beer in the beer glass in one gulp and settled the bill with his second uncle.

"There are 7600 people at the Camphor Tree Base alone, nearly 3000 in the North, and 65000 in Oil City including the survivors, for a total population of nearly 8.

Only producing 10,000 mooncakes, is that too much? "

When the second uncle heard him say this, he felt
Not too much.

Apart from other things, if we count the people in inner and outer cities and the non-staff members, each person will get one mooncake.
It’s already several thousand.

The remaining ones were sold in the trading market and buffer city’s stores, and it is estimated that they were worth less than 2000 yuan.

Two thousand mooncakes, shared by nearly 7 survivors and partners, are considered very rare.

Mooncakes are a calorie bomb.

The main raw materials are flour, syrup, egg liquid and sugar.
This thing has a very strong feeling of fullness.

Second Uncle thought about it for a while and calculated the cost.

Generally, a mooncake weighs at least 1- taels, which means at least ton of flour is needed.

"When the time comes, the selling price will be put on the trading market or the buffer city's store. How much do you plan to sell it for?" asked the second uncle.

Li Yu stood up, looked at the bright moon, and said:

"At the very least, we should ensure that everyone above the level of non-staff gets a mooncake! In addition to mooncakes, we should also distribute some of the leftover candies that we made earlier."

"As for the price of mooncakes sold in the trade fair and buffer city stores, let's temporarily set it at 5 points per piece."

5 points, converted into tacos, would be 20 tacos.

One mooncake can be exchanged for 20 corn tortillas. I guess many people can't afford it.

But the ingredients for making mooncakes are good, all of them are flour, egg liquid, syrup, sugar, and some dried fruits.
However, a large proportion of the raw materials for tortillas are corn cobs, which were fed to pigs before the apocalypse.

One mooncake can be exchanged for 20 corn tortillas, which is not expensive.

After all, the cost is high.

"5 points, that's fine. I'll talk to Liu Jianwu about this tomorrow." After pondering for a while, the second uncle nodded and said.

Dark as ink.

Dazhangshu is 60 km away.

Xing County.

The intersection of G6011 Expressway and National Highway 319.

A container sentry post that was built not long ago stands in the southwest of the intersection.

In total darkness.

A ray of light shines through the gaps in the iron plates in the container, which is particularly eye-catching at night.

As night falls, the highway is in chaos and zombies are rampant.

They emerged from hiding bushes, abandoned cement pipes, sewers, rivers, and caves.

Like a hungry beast, it wandered at the intersection, raised its head and sniffed hard, searching for any trace of life.

hoo hoo hoo!
As it got dark, the zombies seemed to become more frenzied. They wandered in the darkness, and occasionally a shrill roar could be heard, which was terrifying.

This container sentry post is about nine meters high. It was just built today.

The total area is 80 square meters, and the habitable area reaches 160 square meters.

At this time, inside the sentry post, Tang Baer was sitting on the ground, at the very edge of the container, close to the iron plate of the window.

A lamp was lit in the room.

The light illuminated the room.

Tang Baer sat on the ground and said calmly:
"Everyone, stay calm. What are you afraid of? Outpost No. 1 has been running for half a month without any problems. So far, none of the outposts have been breached by zombies. What are you afraid of?"

As he said this, he stood up and walked over.

The container suddenly made a rattling sound.

Hearing the voice, he quickly slowed down his pace and sighed.

This container-built outpost is easy to assemble, quick to build, and has good defensive capabilities.

But it has a lot of problems. It makes noise when you walk on it, and it doesn't keep warm or insulate.

It is cold in winter and hot in summer.

Not very breathable.

But after drilling a few more small holes, it wasn't so stuffy anymore.

"Captain Tang, can you tell us the story of your trip to Southeast Asia?" A young man with a mole on the tip of his nose sat on a wooden board and said to Tang Baer.

Tang Baer sat on a wooden stake that had just been moved in during the day, with reminiscence in his eyes and a sighing tone.

"That was a long time ago, maybe two or three years ago. Wow, time flies."

"Captain Tang, please speak quickly."

"Yes, Captain Tang, it's too boring for us to stay here at night. At least there were more people in the buffer city before. Now there are only ten of us."

Tang Baer waved his hand and said, "Okay, then I will tell you today how the city lord led us to eradicate the gang in the Southeast Asian fraud park."

"I remember it was a rainy day, and you all know rainy days are very scary."

Just as everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully,
dong dong!

Suddenly there was a sound from below.

It gave everyone a big shock.

Boom boom boom! Roar roar roar!
Tang Baer listened to the noise below for a while, especially after hearing the zombies' roars, he waved his hand and said to everyone:

"It's okay, it's just zombies, no big deal."

Taking a deep breath, he recalled his time in Southeast Asia, squinted his eyes, and continued:
"At that time, the mist and rain were hazy, the leaves were flying, and we were in a temple, blocking the piles of zombies. You should also know that there were no wall-climbing zombies two or three years ago."

Boom boom boom!
There was a slapping sound above my head, followed by an urgent and shrill zombie roar from the sky.

Everyone who was listening to Tang Baer's story attentively was shocked again.

A sudden surprise.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the top of the container.

Obviously, a wall-climbing zombie had climbed to the top of their container.

Because there were zombies at the bottom that kept hitting the iron sheet of the container, they didn't hear any movement from the wall-climbing zombie when it climbed up.

They didn't realize it until the zombie climbed over their heads and slapped them.

Tang Baer rolled his eyes and thought to himself, why is it so difficult to tell a story.

Seeing the worried looks on everyone's faces, he cursed, "What's there to be afraid of? Can a zombie climbing up a wall break through a piece of iron? It's okay, let's talk about our business."

As he spoke, amidst the clapping sounds and the zombies’ roars, he said:

"Well, continue. Um. Where was I just now?"

A person next to him said, “There were no wall-climbing zombies or temples at that time.”

"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, in the temple, and then we..."

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