Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

To the south of the oil city is Jigong Mountain.

Southern part of Jigong Mountain and northern part of Dawu County.

There is a Zhongshan National Forest Park in the middle.

The mountains are high and the rivers are long. The trees in the forest park are unusually tall, and a trickle of water flows down from the top of the mountain.

There is a lake among the mountains, and clear springs and puddles are dotted on the mountains.

There is a road that forks on the right side of the national highway. If you walk 100 meters up, you can see the gate entrance of the park. At this time, there are more than a dozen scrapped vehicles parked there, blocking the entrance.

Behind the gate entrance is a cement road leading to the mountain.

At this time, the cement road was full of fallen leaves. The rotten leaves mixed with the soil, and after more than two months of exposure to the sun, they hardened into a crisp road.

When people step on it, it makes a crackling sound.

But this road cannot lead directly to the top of the mountain. There is no road after about a few hundred meters.

The mountains here are somewhat similar to those in Zhangjiajie, with karst landforms. Although they are not one mountain after another, they are also extremely steep.

On the upper side of the mountain, a narrow plank road was built along the steep cliff. This plank road is the only way to the top of the mountain besides the cable car.

The other roads leading up the mountain are extremely steep, with a 90-degree slope. Unless you are a professional climber, you will definitely not be able to climb up.

Now that the cable car has lost power, there is only one way leading to the mountain, and that is this narrow plank road. Below this plank road is a hundred-meter-high cliff. If you fall down, you will surely die.

The bottom layer of the plank road is paved with a layer of reinforced concrete, and a layer of wooden boards is laid on top. However, due to frequent natural disasters in recent years, some of the wooden boards have become brittle and rotten.

Because there is a layer of reinforced concrete slab underground, the wooden boards are rotten but still walkable.

creak creak-

There was a sound of wood rubbing against each other on the plank road.

"Brother Lin, do you think Brother Zheng and the others can come back safely?" A pretty female voice sounded.

"Old Zheng is a smart man. Even if he is caught, he will not reveal our location. We should trust him." Another strong male voice responded.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

The two walked to the edge of a collapsed plank road. The collapsed area was about six meters long, and there was a hundred-meter cliff below.

The man was wearing a vest and holding a crossbow, while the woman was holding a sharp spear. The man checked the blocking device set up here, and turned around after checking that there was no problem.

"Bao Yue."

"Ok?"

"Let's go back."

"Oh, if Brother Zheng and the others can't come back, and the crops we planted on the mountain haven't reached the harvest season yet, what should we do then?"

"I'll go out again and go to the trading market when the time comes."

The woman hesitated for a while, then said depressedly: "If only we hadn't left the market in the first place, we wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to run back now."

The man sighed and said, "There's no point in staying there. We can't find work there, and we have no food. Besides, the food there is too little. There's no need to stay there, unless a natural disaster strikes, then we can go there to avoid it."

Shen Baoyue nodded thoughtfully, and the two of them walked through the winding plank road and patrolled all the way back to the top of the mountain.

Many trees on the top of the mountain have been cut down because this is a karst landform and the soil is poor and relatively scarce.

But even so, the scattered open spaces on the top of the mountain are planted with a variety of vegetable crops, totaling about eight acres.

The corn planted has already produced corn husks and will be mature in more than a month. The sweet potatoes and potatoes planted in the fields occupy most of the area.

The crops they grow mature relatively quickly, but still take more than three months.

I also tried growing beets. Although beetroot has the word "vegetable" in its name, it can also be used as a staple food.

But the climate and soil in this area are not suitable for growing beets, and the planting failed.

Only drought-resistant crops such as potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn are growing well.

In addition to these crops, there are also vegetables such as tomatoes, cucumbers, bitter gourds, peanuts, leeks, etc.

On this land, two middle-aged women were carrying urine buckets to fertilize the vegetable crops. The fertilizers were all their body excrement, which were fermented and then sprinkled on the crops.

"Xiao Lin and Bao Yue are back?" One of the women wiped the sweat off her face and looked up to see Lin Lu and Shen Bao Yue.

"Aunt Zhao, Aunt Li, yes, we just came back from patrolling the plank road." Lin Lu responded to the two with a smile on his face.

After a few greetings, Lin Lu continued to lead Shen Baoyue towards the buildings on the top of the mountain.

They used to own a green organic farm a long time ago. The boss was Lin Muguang, Lin Lu was Lin Muguang's son, and most of the others were employees of the organic farm.

After the apocalypse broke out, Lin Muguang led his men to kill the zombies on the farm and protected the farm.

Since the farm was located in a remote area, they did not encounter too many zombies at the beginning. They built defensive positions, and with a large number of people and strong strength, they were able to stay safely on the farm for a year.

But one day a year later, a group of armed thugs looted their farm. They rose up to fight back to protect their home, but they were defeated and had to flee.

Of the large farm with 400 people, only about a hundred were left in that defense battle.

Having lost their homes, they became displaced and many people starved to death.

I've been in the city, blew up the ground floor corridors of buildings, and planted crops on the rooftops.

They also once hid in some sparsely populated mountains and forests and continued to grow crops.

Repeated natural disasters, repeated looting, and repeated zombie waves destroyed the crops they had worked so hard to grow and destroyed the homes they had built.

There are fewer and fewer people. From a team of more than 400 people, there are now less than 20 people left.

But their willpower grows stronger and stronger, just like weeds that cannot be burned by wildfires and will grow again in the spring breeze.

No matter where they went, they remembered one thing, which was to grow crops!

They originally wanted to grow crops while staying in the trading market, but there were too many people in the trading market, and they were afraid that the crops they grew would be stolen. They wanted to find something to do, but found that someone had already taken them there first.

He had no choice but to run away from the trading market.

Fortunately, they found Zhongshan Forest Park, a mountain with karst landforms similar to Zhangjiajie.

This area is located in the foothills of the Dabie Mountains, which stretches for hundreds of kilometers and is sparsely populated.

In addition, there are steep cliffs here and the power cables are out of service. The only plank road has been collapsed for a distance. In addition, there is an iron gate installed on the mountain side of the plank road, so ordinary zombies and ordinary people cannot come up at all. The only ones who can go up the mountain are wall-climbing zombies.

They were worried for several days, and at night they took refuge in the few remaining houses on the top of the mountain.

But in the past two months, they have not encountered any wall-climbing zombies.

Perhaps it is because the mountains and forests here are too remote, zombies rarely appear and it is rarely visited by people.

Someone was originally assigned to guard the entrance of the plank road.

However, since no outsiders have come here for the past two months, they have changed the patrol to a fixed two-hour patrol every day, and there is no need for patrols at night. As soon as Lin Lu and Shen Baoyue walked into the yard, they saw four or five men planing wood. Some of the wood was planed into barbs, which were used to insert on the edge of the mountain top to form a wooden fence.

Another person is making furniture out of wood.

Lin Lu greeted them and asked, "Where's my dad?"

"Upstairs." A shirtless man answered.

The two entered the house, which contained many wooden furniture, and the tables and chairs looked newly made.

Upstairs, on the terrace.

There was a man with graying temples squatting on the ground.

Seeing this familiar figure, Lin Lu walked over quickly.

"dad."

The ground is covered with all kinds of seeds, drying in the sun.

When leaving the farm, these seeds were what Lin Muguang was willing to take with him at the risk of his life.

Even when they were almost starving to death, they were reluctant to eat these seeds.

Lin Muguang turned around and saw his son and Shen Baoyue, "Well, it's a good opportunity for you to come. Help me collect the seeds."

The two of them hurried over to help. Lin Muguang patted his old waist and sat on the ground to remind them:

"Don't mix up these seeds, separate them into different bags"

"This is our lifeblood. As long as we have seeds, we can survive no matter where we go. As long as we have seeds, we can plant them and resume production. Unfortunately, it is difficult to find a place to plant them in peace now."

Natural disasters, man-made disasters, and zombies mean they have no way to farm in peace even if they want to.

"Dad, what should we do if a natural disaster comes again?" Lin Lu asked as he picked up the seeds that had been exposed to the sun.

For the past two months, ever since the seeds were sown, they have been living in worry.

They were afraid that another natural disaster would destroy the crops they had grown with so much effort.

From taking root to sprouting, then to emerging from the soil, they slowly grow. Watching the crops grow little by little, they never let go of their uneasy hearts.

As long as they haven't successfully harvested the crops, their hearts will be hanging in the air.

Hearing this, Lin Muguang cursed in a bad tone: "You crow mouth, what are you talking about!"

"This time, God will definitely let us off and allow us to have a successful harvest!"

While muttering to himself, he looked up at the sky with prayer and piety in his eyes.

After scolding Lin Lu's father, he scratched his head and said, "But this time is better than before. The vegetables are ripe, and the potatoes have finished blooming and started to grow. Even if a natural disaster comes, we can still harvest some."

Speaking of this, Lin Muguang remembered something to remind him:
"After the potatoes bloom, it is the critical time for the tuber to grow. You must water and fertilize frequently. Whether the potato tubers grow big or not depends entirely on the next period of time."

"Tell Zhao Ruzhen and the others to add more fertilizer later."

"Okay." Lin Lu nodded.

After they came out of the trading market, they relied on their previous experience to search for edible fruits and roots of plants in the mountains and forests, and survived until now.

However, due to the lack of salt intake for a long time, they had no strength to work.

Moreover, the vegetables in the field were gradually ripening, and there was no way that the twenty or so people there could consume all of them.

So they decided to take the vegetables to the trading market in exchange for things they desperately needed, such as salt and tortillas.

In the future, they can also use the trading bazaar to exchange for the items they want.

It’s only a few dozen kilometers from the oil city to here, and it’s not far to the past either.

Letting Zheng Hanbing lead the team there is both an attempt and an adventure.

In the last days, everyone is in danger.

Everyone has to be on guard, fearing that strangers will rob them.

Soon, Lin Lu and Shen Baoyue put the dried seeds into bags, and then put the bags into a wooden box.

"Okay, Uncle Lin." Shen Baoyue straightened up, stood up and said to Lin Muguang.

Looking at Lin Muguang, whose hair was getting more and more white, Shen Baoyue felt sad.

She had heard of Lin Muguang's name when she was in college, and also knew about the green organic farm he founded, so she joined the green farm after graduation.

Lin Muguang is an agronomy expert. He worked in the Academy of Agricultural Sciences in his early years. Later, he started his own business and established a large green organic farm, which has developed quite well.

He built a kindergarten and a playground on the farm and paid for their medical insurance, solving their employees' worries. The environment and atmosphere on the farm are very good. In addition, Lin Muguang is also a very good boss, so everyone has a good relationship with each other.

In that impetuous era before the end of the world, that farm seemed particularly harmonious and simple, like a paradise.

But all that was destroyed by a zombie outbreak a few years ago.

Lin Muguang stood up, picked up the box of seeds, and carefully carried them back to his room and put them away.

Looking at the hands on the mechanical watch, it showed that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Muguang walked to the windowsill and looked towards the direction of the northern oil city, muttering, "I don't know where Zheng Hanbing and the others are."

Outside the trading market.

Zheng Hanbing and seven other people each carried a basket on their backs, which was filled with cucumbers, cabbages and other vegetables.

These baskets are made of bamboo strips and are hollow in shape. They can be used to hold grain, vegetables, and other things.

They covered the surface of the basket with a layer of black cloth to hide the vegetables inside.

Nowadays, people don’t show off their wealth. If they meet some robbers on the road and see their vegetables, they will probably steal them away.

Their carrying poles are sticks with sharpened ends. Once someone comes to snatch them, the carrying poles will instantly become weapons.

In addition, they each had a weapon such as a kitchen knife or dagger on their waist.

After they came down from the forest park, they did not stop to rest along the way. They walked for seven or eight hours and covered dozens of kilometers before they arrived at the trading market before the sun set.

"call--"

Looking at the towering wall of the trading market in front of him, Zheng Hanbing wiped the sweat off his face with his arm, feeling in his heart that this wall was even taller than before.

Now that he was near the trading market, he felt much more relaxed.

They had been worried about being robbed on the way, but now they were almost at the trading market, so there shouldn't be anyone coming to steal their things.

"Brothers, work harder, we'll be there soon." He shouted to the people behind him.

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