Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Half past three in the afternoon.

Oil City.

After the wind stopped, construction in the buffer city resumed, and there were many workers working on the site.

In another hour, they will finish work and return to the trading market.

Because the sky is dark and there are many workers, they need to queue up to enter the city, so the working time is now more than an hour earlier than before.

The northern section of the buffer city wall, on the scaffolding.

He Liangwei felt the ground shaking slightly and looked up to the north.

Under the dark grey sky, they saw a long transport convoy heading towards them.

"Brother Meng, look!" He Liangwei pointed to the convoy in the north and said to Zhang Meng next to him.

Zhang Meng used a wrench to fasten the clamp firmly into the steel pipe and raised his head to look to the north.

"It should be coming from the North. Just get back to work. It has nothing to do with us."

Zhang Meng shouted to someone behind him, "Hand over the steel pipe."

They walked in the air, relying on steel pipes for support. From being uncomfortable in the beginning, to now finding it as easy as walking on flat ground to step on two steel pipes in the air.

When Zuo Ruxue saw the buffer city ahead, she felt relieved.

Finally, we are going back to Oil City.

After the wind died down this morning, they hurried on their journey and never stopped.

Just to be able to arrive here safely as soon as possible.

The buffer city is extremely large, but no gates have been installed so far.

There are four gates in total, one each in the east, west, south and north.

Now the buffer city walls have formed a siege, and if they want to enter the oil city, they can only enter through the buffer city gate.

The convoy drove into the buffer city from the north gate and slowed down a lot after entering the buffer city.

Supervisors in the buffer city maintained order, allowing the workers inside to disperse and leave a path for the convoy to pass.

"Sister Zuo, why is this buffer city still under construction? It was windy like that yesterday." Cuckoo said in surprise, looking at the workers outside.

Zuo Ruxue said, "It's not windy today, but the construction speed is really good. It's only been a few days. When we left here for the northern border, the northern wall hadn't been completed yet. Now the wall is three meters high."

There were workers everywhere. Seeing these workers coming and going, the mood of everyone in the convoy instantly relaxed a lot.

After a detailed inspection, the convoy drove into the trading market, and then entered the oil city through the east-west main road of the trading market.

Zhong Chuchu and Ding Meng met them at the gate and led the convoy into the granary warehouse in the oil city.

The oil city covers an area of ​​only a few hundred acres.

Most of the underground warehouses are now filled with food and firearms and ammunition, and 80% of the space is now full. The remaining several thousand tons of food may not be able to be stored and can only be placed in other warehouses on the ground.

Originally, the task of sealing the warehouse should have been entrusted to Liu Jinglüe, but the workers in the buffer city were about to enter the trading market, so he had to stay in the city wall to preside over the entry management.

Therefore, Zhong Chuchu was responsible for sealing and storing the grain.

In order to cooperate with her work, Ding Meng from the First Combat Battalion of the Military Department was transferred to help.

It's getting late.

The workers in the buffer city lined up in order to enter the city wall and undergo security checks.

There are many dangerous items such as steel bars in the construction site, so people entering the city must be checked to prevent them from carrying some dangerous tools from the construction site into the trading market.

Zuo Ruxue got off the car and watched Ding Meng and his men use a forklift to transport the food off the car.

He turned his head and asked Zhong Chuchu:
"Chu Chu, have you heard the minister and others mention in Oil City that our convoy will return to the headquarters of the Dazhangshu base later?"

Zhong Chuchu shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of this."

"What about the oil? Have you been asked to prepare to send some to the headquarters base?" Zuo Ruxue asked from a different angle.

When they were running the transportation route from Oil City to Dazhangshu, more than 70 percent of the cargo on the truck was oil.

If they had prepared in advance and poured the oil into barrels, they would most likely have to run back to the headquarters base from the oil city.

As the person in charge of internal affairs management of Oil City, Zhong Chuchu must have known about this matter if oil was prepared.

"We're ready, but I don't think you will necessarily be allowed to return to the headquarters base." Zhong Chuchu replied after thinking for a moment.

Zuo Ruxue nodded silently: "Yes, I understand."

Time flows.

The lanterns are on.

The flow of people to the trading market suddenly increased.

Most of the survivors who returned to the trading market from the construction site went to Shop No. 2 to buy tortillas.

Although they distributed tortillas on the construction site, they provided food.

But many of them have families and they have jobs, but some of their families don’t have jobs and rely on them to earn points outside to support them.

Liu Jinglue and the gatekeeper captain Cao Le walked side by side towards the Oil City.

"Manager Liu, I see quite a few strangers coming in today. Can you count how many people have come in today?" Cao Le asked Liu Jinglue.

As the supervisor of Wengcheng, Liu Jinglüe was very clear about the number of people entering the trading market.

Every day after the gate is closed, he will report the latest number of people entering the city to his uncle.

"There are about two thousand new survivors joining today, a record high."

"Two thousand people a day! So many!" Cao Le widened his eyes and praised:
"I said there would be a lot of unfamiliar faces today, but I didn't expect there would be so many new people coming in."

"How many people are there in total?"

Liu Jinglue calculated in his mind, "About 22 people!"

Hearing this number, Cao Le was first surprised, and then worried.

"With so many people coming in, I don't know if there will be any problems later."

Cao Le's words hit the mark of Liu Jinglie's heart; he was also very worried.

After all, when the thunderstorm disaster had just passed, the population in the trading market was only tens of thousands.

In just the past six months, the population in the trading market has nearly quadrupled.

So many survivors crowded into the trading market that it was overcrowded.

And there are many newcomers
The old men in the trading market have been here for so long that they are familiar with the rules and regulations.

So I will be more honest.

Moreover, those who stayed in the trading market for a long time saved up some points.

With points, you can buy food and water and pay the rent.

There is no need for them to cause trouble in the trading market. There is no need.

Only those newcomers who have just come in are more likely to commit crimes.

Oil City.

In Uncle San’s office.

"How is the progress of laying the boiler heating pipes now?" Uncle San asked Jie Changshan who was standing.

Xie Changshan replied: "One-half of Area B has been paved, and it is expected that the remaining Area C will be paved in five days at most."

"However, with so many people and so many houses in the trading market, if we provide heating to all of them, after calculation, we find that the energy we use for burning is not enough."

The third uncle thought for a while and said:

"It's okay. There is a way to solve this problem. The headquarters base has previously studied the use of zombie corpses for burning. The burning rate of zombie corpses is quite high. Let the person in charge of the boiler factory contact the headquarters base later to see how to operate it specifically." "Okay, Minister." Xie Changshan nodded.

"and."

Uncle San added:
"What Old Huang said makes sense. Rooms that have not paid points will naturally not be heated. I'm afraid not all survivors are willing to turn on the heating."

"Let's speed up the construction tomorrow. What's wrong with the buffer city gate? Why has there been no movement?"

Xie Changshan said with an embarrassed look:

"The structure of the buffer city gate is quite complicated. It cannot be welded in one or two days. Our buffer city gate is too big."

The third uncle frowned and said:
"Anyway, everyone who should have returned has returned now. You must seal the three gates in the west, north and south first. No matter what method you use, even if you have to pile construction materials on top of them, you must seal these places for me first."

"Once the icy disaster arrives, if there are zombies outside running over, if the zombies don't pile up, at least the buffer city's wall, although only five or six meters, can block those ordinary zombies and help reduce a lot of pressure on our trading market."

"I understand." Xie Changshan nodded.

"You go out and let Zuo Ruxue come in." Uncle San said to Jie Changshan.

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Yu Lei looked at the familiar faces returning from various checkpoints and mines outside, and greeted them while standing at the checkpoint.

"Old Yu, I'm finally back!"

"Brother Yu, come and give me a hug!"

Yu Lei took a few steps back with some disgust, "You are covered in coal dust, go back and wash it."

"Hehe." Jian Ming grinned.

After a brief inspection, he left the city wall and entered the buffer city.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Buffer City, he waved his hand and shouted:
"I am back."

For several months, they were outside mining coal and iron ore, and they lived and ate in a container sentry tower next to the mine.

Their water, food, clothes and other items will be delivered from the base by special transport personnel.

They worked day and night for several months and were finally able to return to the headquarters base.

Not easy.

Almost everyone who has been on a long-term mission outside has similar feelings.

Silent night.

There is no wind tonight.

Henan Province, Luo City.

In the southern Funiu Mountains.

"Da, the wind outside seems to have stopped. Should we go out and get the charcoal back?" Zhou Chen said to his father behind him.

He squatted on the ground, lying in the gap between the rocks, and heard the wind outside stop.

Zhou Dafu stood up and walked towards Zhou Chen.

There was only a small candlelight in the cave.

The candle flame burns corpse oil extracted from zombies. It's quite durable.

Zhou Dafu lay down in the gap reserved for ventilation, and heard that there was indeed no wind outside.

Nodded, "Okay."

"Xiao Guang, bring the candle here." He shouted to his second son who was sitting on the bed behind him.

Zhou Guang quickly stood up and took the zombie oil lamp over.

Zhou Dafu and his son Zhou Chen moved the stone behind the iron gate and then turned the handle on the iron gate.

squeak-

The iron gate was opened and it was dark outside, almost the same as when they ran into the cave.

Zhou Dafu ran out carrying two dung buckets.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and get something over here and take out the charcoal from the clay stove."

He urged his two sons and rushed to the earthen stove.

When it was opened, the charcoal inside had just been burned.

In the past two days, they were chopping up the trees that had been felled nearby into pieces and putting them into a mud stove to burn into charcoal, which would be their supply to keep warm during the winter.

Unexpectedly, a strong wind suddenly blew.

The strong wind blew the yard outside the cave into a mess.

Even the wooden fence that had been built earlier was blown down.

Fortunately, they had harvested the crops long before, otherwise they would have suffered considerable losses in this strong wind.

Zhou Dafu and the other two took dung baskets and quickly took out the charcoal from the earth stove and carried it into the cave.

Zhou Dafu's wife in the cave also ran out to help.

The earthen stove is very large and can produce a lot of charcoal at one time.

They carried five or six cubic meters of charcoal before the earthen stove was emptied.

"Let's go, let's go!" Zhou Dafu looked around and pulled Zhou Chen's arm and walked into the cave.

Now their wooden fences have been blown away by the wind. If there are zombies around, they can run in directly.

Moreover, the weather is unpredictable now. Last night, there were even snakes running into their cave, probably to avoid natural disasters.

After Zhou Dafu and his two companions ran into the cave, they immediately closed the iron door and placed an iron rod across their backs, which fit tightly against the door.

Finally, they carried the rocks next to them behind the iron gate. These big rocks weighed more than 100 pounds, and it was easier for two people to carry them.

The huge cave was filled with all kinds of supplies.

Sweet potatoes, dried corn cobs, dried pumpkins, dried berries, dried wild vegetables.
There was also a skinned snake, which was now roasted and hung on a wooden pole.

Another corner was filled with firewood and charcoal.

The firewood occupied more than one-third of the entire cave.

They had experienced very cold winters, so having learned from their experience, they tried to stock up as much supplies to keep out the cold as possible this time.

During the previous extreme cold disaster, they almost froze to death due to lack of energy.

After surviving the cold weather, they were extremely radical in their preparations for cold-weather supplies.

More than two months ago, many trees in the forest died due to lack of water. Whenever Zhou Dafu and his companions went out, they would collect these dead trees and bring them back to the cave.

After dozens of days of collecting, they chopped the wood into firewood of suitable sizes and piled it in the cave.

That’s not all, they also got a lot of wood to make charcoal.

Double insurance.

Looking at these charcoals and wood, Zhou Dafu always feels at ease.

The water they drew last time could sustain them for half a month.

If it doesn't snow, they will probably have to open the cave door again.
They took a huge risk and went to fetch water from a reservoir several kilometers away.

The temperature has now dropped to zero degrees and it is even colder at night.

When they cook, they cook in a stove, and the heat from the stove penetrates through pipes into the space under their kang.

Lying in bed, feeling warm.

(End of this chapter)