Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Big camphor tree base.

Li Yu held Li Ping'an, who was already half a year old, and took a walk with Yutong in the garden.

On a quiet night, insects chirped in the grass under the trees.

Yutong and Li Yu walked side by side. Six-month-old Li Pingan babbled and stretched out his white and tender little hands. Li Yu smiled and rubbed his pink cheek with his stubble.

Whoa whoa whoa!
Li Ping'an was pricked by the stubble and started crying. Yutong quickly hugged Li Ping'an and comforted him.

He glared at Li Yu in complaint, "Why do you always do this kind of thing? You're like a child and made him cry again."

Li Yu smiled and did not refute. The two walked to a row of seats on the side of the road and sat down.

He put his hands behind his head, looked at the stars in the sky, his thoughts flying.

He was thinking about the conversation he had with his uncle a few hours ago.

The foreign troops from Haiyantong City must have come here by coincidence.

After learning about the situation, Li Yu felt much more relieved.

After all, he no longer has the advantage of being reborn, and he no longer has foresight, so many unexpected things will happen and make him worried.

In addition, the Judge and his men discovered a destroyer, but it had not been repaired for many years, and all the electronic equipment on the ship was destroyed by the magnetic storm, which was a pity.

However, there are still many things inside that can be dismantled and moved away, which is a pleasant surprise.

As for sending people to be stationed in South Paradise permanently, after careful consideration, it was decided to have rotational garrison.

On the one hand, whether it is people from the trading market or members above level three, when they arrive nearby, they can have a shelter to rest at night.

On the other hand, it is also to prevent the arrival of foreign troops in the future, as they are closer to the area and can discover it faster.

Once a natural disaster comes, if there is enough time, let them withdraw to the trading market. If there is not enough time, they can stay in South Paradise.

After all, Crazy and Xie Shangfu and others survived the thunderstorm disaster there.

If there are not many people, and they abandon the wall and retreat into the buildings, and if there are no problems with food and other aspects, they should be able to survive the natural disaster.

"Brother Yu, what are you thinking about?" Yutong saw Li Yu in a daze for a while, so she asked.

After hearing Yutong's voice, Li Yu came back to his senses and said with a smile:

"It's okay. I'm going to the trading market in a few days."

"Oh, okay." Yutong nodded.

"Will you feel bored staying in the base? Do you want to go with me?" Li Yu looked at Yutong and remembered that since Yutong joined the big camphor tree base, she rarely went out.

In his impression, the original sloppy boy was a very eccentric person.

Yutong shook her head and said, "I'm not going. I want to take care of Ping An."

"It's okay, Mom and Dad can help us watch it."

"Forget it. I don't really want to go out right now." Yutong insisted.

Li Yu knew that she was not unwilling to go out because it was dangerous outside. Perhaps it was because she gradually calmed down after becoming a mother.

Now Yutong is in the base, mainly taking care of Li Pingan and working in the logistics department.

The director of the logistics department of the Dazhangshu base is Li Yuan, and the deputy director is Yutong.

The entry and exit of materials, and the approval of material applications from all parties must be subject to their approval.

"How much food reserves does our base have now?" Li Yu asked.

Yutong answered without hesitation: "4218 tons. In a week, another 300 tons of grain will be shipped to the trading market."

"The food consumption in Oil City and the Trade Market is too high. I think we can build a buffer city and greenhouses in the Trade Market like the camphor tree base in the future, so that Oil City can be self-sufficient."

Li Yu smiled and said:

"The project is quite large. Hmm, I think we can consider your suggestion."

There were actually many factors that led to the decision not to build a grain production area at the trading market.

First, he didn't want the trading market to become too comprehensive. Once military force, food production, and economic trade were all comprehensive, there might be a rebellion.

The rebels owning such a comprehensive trading market will pose a great threat to the Dazhangshu Base, and the Dazhangshu Base is unable to suppress the trading market.

Second, the population of the trading market was not that large at the time. Before the thunderstorm disaster, there were only about one or two thousand people in the trading market. There were not enough people to build such a large project.

However, now we can gradually start trading markets and growing grain.

There is a large amount of redundant labor in the trading market. These laborers cannot stay in the trading market and can only go out to find a way out.

After all, building houses and walls in the trading market does not require a lot of manpower.

At least compared to the tens of thousands of survivors, it accounts for less than one-tenth.

Most of the survivors were out, and there was very little food available.
Some people fill their stomachs with wild vegetables and fruits in the mountains and forests, or various edible root plants, while others make a living by going out to do various tasks such as searching for materials and equipment, and returning to the trading market to exchange points.

Of course, some people started growing their own crops, but their planting was full of uncertainty.

It is very likely that a natural disaster, or a zombie wave, or other survivors coming to plunder, may result in the crops not having a good harvest in the end.

Moreover, with the prosperity of the trading market, more and more people go to the trading market to complete tasks and return to exchange points for food. This method is much faster than growing food by yourself.

Growing your own food requires a time investment and can be very risky.

It is better to keep an eye on the various tasks posted by the trading market, go out and complete them, exchange them for points, and you can get food immediately.

As long as you complete the corresponding tasks, it can take as short as one or two days or as long as one month, you can earn points.

Points mean food.

The current driving force behind the development of trading markets is food.

Now the population of the trading market is increasing, and the amount of food consumed is increasing. Even if the large camphor tree base can still supply it now, the food in the north will be mature in two months.

But we must always prepare for a rainy day. The development speed of Oil City exceeded Li Yu's expectations.

Building a third wall at the trading market to absorb the labor force is also a trend to some extent.

In fact, although the Big Camphor Tree Base consumed a lot of food over the past few days, it also collected the construction materials, automobile assembly parts, various equipment, gold ore and other supplies needed for the Big Camphor Tree Base and Oil City through tens of thousands of survivors from the trading market.

The two sat on a chair by the roadside for a while, then got up and returned to the villa area.

Night comes.

Some strange scenes appeared in the trading market.

Under the wooden poles set up outside the North District Prison, there are corpses hanging, which looks a bit eerie and scary. There are very few people here, and only a few patrolmen pass by.

Behind the building behind Shop No. 1 in the commercial district, there was a large group of people, lively and noisy.

Although they are both trading markets, the atmospheres on both sides are completely different.

The row of buildings behind Building 1 was recently built. They are six stories high and nearly twenty meters.

And above this row of buildings hangs a huge screen from top to bottom.

About 15 meters away from the screen, the three people lying down brought small stools and sat in the middle.

"Brother Hong, luckily after we saw the murder, we bought some wine and food and ran over here to reserve a seat. Our location is considered a prime area!" A Bao said to Hong Shixiong with a smile.

After watching the murder, I bought some food and drinks and came to watch a movie to pass the time.

Only Hong Shixiong and his friends can be so leisurely.

Hong Shixiong listened and smiled with the corners of his mouth rising up, but did not answer.

I ate the lamb skewers and took a sip of the sweet potato stew.

Tsk~
Call ~
"Come, Abao, have a sip." Hong Shixiong handed the sweet potato cake in his hand to Abao.

Abao took the wine but didn't drink it immediately.

On a small folding table in front of them was a paper bag containing fried peanuts.

The best side dishes to go with white wine are meat and peanuts.

Even meat is not as good as fried peanuts.

He pinched a fried peanut and put it in his mouth.

He licked the salt off his hands.

chew.

Click click click~
Then I took a sip of the sweet potato cake, the peanuts mixed with the flavor of wine had a very rich taste.

Then the hot liquor rushed straight into his throat and reached his stomach. He shivered, his stomach felt warm, and a stream of hot air came out of his head. Clear! Transparent!
This wine is brewed from pure grains, and tastes powerful and clear.

Comfortable!

"Brother Hong, have a bite." A Bao handed the sweet potato cake to Hong San who was on the right side of Hong Shixiong.

Hong San, who was eating a multi-grain cake, took it and took a sip.

call--

A strong smell of alcohol gushed out of his mouth.

Cool!
Is there anything more comfortable than staying in a safe place, watching a movie, eating food and drinking wine in a dangerous apocalypse?

there is none left!
Especially the envious, jealous and hateful looks around them, which made the three of them feel extremely satisfied.

While the other survivors worked hard to earn points, only the three of them lay down and enjoyed the leisurely life at the end of the world.

If you can only live like this for two years, you will die immediately!

They are also content.

Hong San moaned happily:

"Brother Hong, it's so happy to be with you! I drink a little every three days and a big drink every five days.

Go clubbing once a week. Go to Tingfenglou four times a month. What a great time! It's like a god's life!
I never lived like this before the end of the world!"

Hong Shixiong ate peanuts and said with a smile:

"Finish this bottle of sweet potato wine. I bought three bottles this time. Drink to your heart's content!"

"Brother Hong is awesome!"

"Brother Hong is awesome!"

Hong Shixiong had a calm and contented look on his face, and the evening breeze was blowing gently, making him feel very comfortable.

Sometimes he also felt that he was very lucky because he managed to drive the truck full of supplies in just before the thunderstorm.

It feels so damn comfortable!

Next time I’ll make a small stove and get a bottle of white wine.

Try the so-called legendary eating pickles and rolled tofu, which is so satisfying that even the emperor cannot compare to me.

People should enjoy themselves while they can. You can treat others badly but you should not treat your own stomach badly.

He touched his slightly greasy belly and smacked his lips.

There was a huge crowd of more than 10,000 people. Some of them were standing very far away, so it was difficult to see clearly.

But there was nothing they could do, they arrived too late and could only watch from behind for fun.

In the center of this dense crowd, there is a giant projector.

"Xia Tian, ​​are you done?" Old Huang walked over.

Showing movies was one of the strategies he proposed for the spiritual civilization construction of the survivors of the trading market, and he didn't want to mess it up.

Besides, he had applied for it with great difficulty.

He submitted the film to Uncle San for two reasons: to increase the survivors' happiness and soothe their hearts, and to enhance their sense of identity with the trading market and demonstrate the strength of the oil city.

After hearing what Lao Huang said, Xia Tian adjusted the angle of the projector and replied:

"Don't worry, I used to be a projectionist, this is easy."

As he said this, he adjusted the fixed angle and turned on the switch.

A beam of light was projected from the projector and shone onto the big screen in the building in front.

They found this big screen in a cinema. This big screen is used professionally for projecting movies and consists of a metal frame, a screen and a reflective layer.

The screen is usually made of white textile or plastic material with a metal coating on the surface to improve reflectivity and image quality.

When playing movies, the effect of using this big screen is much better than using a projector shining on the wall.

This big screen is 28 meters wide and 18 meters high. It is huge, almost the same size as the big screen in a small concert.

So that many people can see it.

The survivors standing in front of the building saw light appear on the big screen in front of them and cheered.

"Oh my god, oh my god, it's really worth watching!"

"Oh my god, I've made it. I'm watching a movie in the apocalypse! On such a big screen!"

"roll!"

in the crowd.

Sui Dahua looked at the wall with some concern, then looked at the eight large speakers around him.

He said with some concern: "Qingwen, if so many speakers are turned on at the same time, the sound may spread far away. The sound is so loud that it may easily attract zombies. It feels a bit dangerous."

Xu Qingwen glanced at him and said with a smile:

"Although the movie is playing loudly, even if it's not so loud, the zombies will still come outside the wall. Do you think the zombies can get in?"

"Forehead"

Sui Dahua hesitated and said:

"But I think it's still a bit dangerous. What if it attracts more zombies than usual?"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qingwen interrupted him and said:
“No matter how many zombies come, will they be as many as the zombies in the thunderstorm? Even if there are zombies climbing the wall, we have ultraviolet lamps on the wall. Look at so many ultraviolet lamps. The leaders of the Oil City must have considered it more carefully than us. Don’t worry!”

Hearing him say this, Sui Dahua finally felt relieved.

"Dad, we have TV to watch! I'm so happy! I haven't watched TV for a long time." A little girl next to Xu Qingwen said to Xu Qingwen excitedly with a smile on her face.

"Just be happy."

Xu Qingwen did not correct her about the difference between TV and movies.

He just smiled and touched her head, feeling both happy and a little sad.

Watching a movie, something that was very common before the end of the world, seems so luxurious in the end of the world.

This was also the first movie they watched in the apocalypse, and the trading market did not charge them any fees.

They were just asked not to crowd or fight for seats.

Everyone’s viewing seat is arranged on a first-come, first-served basis. Those who arrive first can stand in the best seats, while those who arrive later can only stand at the back.

About fifty meters away from the big screen, a little boy of seven or eight years old was sitting on a man's shoulders.

"Wow, Old Deng, what is that?"

"Movie!"

"What's the movie?"

The man was stunned when he heard this, then he remembered that this was the first time his son watched a movie in his life.

Born one year before the apocalypse, I have almost no memory of the time before the apocalypse.

They were born at the end of the world and have never seen many things before the end of the world.

So in front of them, movies are rare things.

"Movies are"

He didn't know how to answer this question for a moment.

"You'll know when you see it."

"Before the apocalypse, we would go to the movies from time to time as a form of entertainment."

"Oh." The little boy seemed to understand.

"Is the movie good?" the little boy continued to ask.

The man thought for a moment and then said, "Some movies are good, some are not. It depends on what movies they are playing."

He was also looking forward to what movie would be shown tonight.

(Happy National Day, begging for a guaranteed monthly ticket) (End of this chapter)