Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Snowy.

The snowflakes flying in the sky are as soft as feathers, slowly covering the sleeping earth.

The cold wind howled in the forest.

It was like the howling of ghosts and wolves, tearing the silence between the mountains and forests.

The branches are covered with heavy snow.

They bear the heavy burden of nature, drooping as if mourning this endless winter.

The ground was covered with snow, pure white, and the light kisses of snowflakes left mottled marks on the ground.

The withered grass and trees look particularly desolate in the snow. They have lost their former vitality and now only bare branches and yellow leaves are left.

The trees in the mountains and forests, with bare branches and leaves, look old and tough like old men. They stand proudly in the wind and snow, as if showing the world the tenacity of life.

In the distance, there is a tall watchtower, covered with thick snow, as if it were covered with a thick quilt.

The sky was gray and dim.

As snowflakes fall, a quiet and solemn beauty quietly blooms.

The world of snow, although desolate, also has a unique kind of tranquility and purity.

A group of people were walking on the national highway, stepping on the thick snow.

"That should be the sentry tower they mentioned. It looks pretty good." Chang Yichang whispered to the people behind him.

They stood at a crossroads, with two roads running horizontally and vertically, and a building appeared very abruptly in front of them.

This sentry tower was built on the northern part of the intersection, right where the north and west lines were formed.

This sentry tower is built up with more than a dozen containers. There are about five containers on the first floor, and there are fewer and fewer containers as you go up. There are four floors in total, and there is only one container on the top floor.

It is about ten meters high and looks like a small pyramid.

On both sides of the road, there are many dead trees with only branches left, without a single leaf.

It looks extremely gloomy when it is bare.

Seeing the people behind the watchtower, he quickened his pace and ran towards that direction.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened.

Only the flashlights in their hands were still emitting light.

There was silence all around, with only the rustling sound of falling snow and the occasional crackling sound as the accumulated snow weighed down the branches.

The group walked up to the watchtower and found a door on the side. The door was rough but extremely sturdy.

It is welded from a thick steel plate. There are six thick rings from top to bottom on the right handle, and an iron chain passes through the rings.

A large lock locked the chain.

A layer of snowflakes was floating on the iron lock.

Chang Yichang quickly put the package down and pulled the chain hard, shaking the snowflakes off the chain.

Then he took out the key from the package.

After brushing off the snowflakes on the iron lock, he aimed the key at the keyhole and tried to insert it, but failed.

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It was so cold that the inside of the keyhole was frozen.

Fuck!
Chang Yichang cursed inwardly, thought for a moment, then turned his eyes and said to the people behind him:
"Any of you who want to pee, come here and pee on this lock."

To melt the frozen ice inside the lock, he could only think of using warm water, but they were outside and zombies might appear around at any time, so they had to get in as soon as possible.

"I'll do it." A man came over.

He did not avoid the women in the team. At this point, he didn't care about these things.

Chang Yichang straightened the big lock and put it away.

Pointing to the keyhole, he said:

"Toho, you pissed on this keyhole!"

"Row."

The man named Dongbao simply unbuckled his belt, and under the light, he took out a caterpillar and urinated into the keyhole.

Pattering——

As Dongbao's warm urine sprayed onto the keyhole, a layer of light white mist appeared under the light.

Before Dongbao finished peeing, Chang Yichang frowned. He was worried that Dongbao alone could not melt the ice in the keyhole.

So he shouted to the crowd behind him:
"Anyone else has pee, get ready."

Two more people came over and stood behind Dongbao, ready to urinate. Once Dongbao stopped, the two people would go over to take over from him to prevent the keyhole from being frozen again.

It had been snowing for nearly seven hours at this time and the temperature had reached minus eight degrees Celsius.

As the three men continued to pour hot urine on the lock, the ice on the entire lock melted and emitted mist.

Chang Yichang didn't show any disgust. He just squatted down and inserted the key into the keyhole.

It was very smooth and all the ice inside melted.

blah-

The iron lock was opened, and Chang Yichang excitedly pulled the chain down, clanging, clanging, clanging--

He pulled the chain off.

He pushed hard to open the thick iron door, which creaked open.

The light shines into the container, which is empty but has a large space.

The five containers are connected, and one floor is nearly 100 square meters.

Chang Yichang just took a quick look and shouted to the people behind him:
"Quick, come in!"

A crowd of people rushed in quickly.

"Old Chang, I'll go get some wood. It's too cold in here to keep everyone warm." Shunfeng walked to the gate, thought for a moment and said to Chang Yichang.

"Okay." Chang Yichang looked at Biaozi, "Biaozi, you go with Shunfeng."

Shunfeng has an ultraviolet flashlight in his hand, so he can at least protect himself if he encounters wall-climbing zombies.

After they left, Chang Yichang left the two of them watching at the door and told them not to close the door for the time being.

He took others to check out the watchtower.

Shunfeng was holding an ultraviolet lamp, while Biaozi was holding a flashlight and did not go far.

They were gathering firewood from the row of trees next to the watchtower.

The drought that lasted for half a year caused many trees to die and large tracts of trees to fall down, but some trees died but did not fall down.

Shunfeng kicked one of the trees with a thick head, and it went crack—

slam-la-

The tree collapsed with a loud crash, and the wood inside was rotten.

"Move away!" Shunfeng whispered to Biaozi.

After snowing for several hours, the branches on the ground were covered with snow. Instead of clearing the snow and digging out the branches underneath, it would be better to just go back with a whole withered tree.

Although the tree had been dead for a long time, the long period of snow still made the tree wet and a little heavy.

The two men carried the tree, one in front and one behind, and walked towards the watchtower.

While walking, always keep an eye on the movements around you to avoid zombies suddenly running out from the darkness.

It is now completely dark, and it is extremely difficult to deal with the wall-climbing zombies.

If they had not seen the trading market in the evening this time, they would have gone early to find a building to serve as shelter.

Staying at night is the most basic survival common sense for survivors in the apocalypse.

They moved the ten-meter-long piece of wood to the entrance of the watchtower and turned back to the woods beside the road. They wanted to get as much wood as possible.

The two guards at the door were also busy. They moved the wood into the watchtower.

Inside the watchtower.

Chang Yichang went to the top floor, which was a small space of less than 20 square meters.

The top layer uses a steel frame with several thick steel pipes fixed in four directions and inserted into the container below. This is to prevent the iron frame from shaking after climbing up, or from moving due to strong winds.

The rods of the steel frame are all welded, about the thickness of three fingers, and there is a gap of about four centimeters in the middle of the iron rods.

When I stood up, I felt the howling wind and snow, and the wind was strong at high altitude.

Chang Yichang was so cold that he shrank his neck and looked around. He was surprised to find that there was a searchlight here.

Tried to turn it on, no light.

After looking around for a while, he found that the batteries had been removed and taken away. Most of the things in the entire sentry tower were taken away by the guards who were on duty here before.

There were only some spear-like weapons hanging on the wall.

This spear weapon has a very sharp head and should be used to stab wall-climbing zombies that crawl up.

The watchtower below has a total of eight or nine windows, all of which are welded shut with steel pipes, leaving gaps in the middle. The spear weapons should be used to attack the zombies through these windows.

Also.

In addition to the spears, there were more than a dozen bunk beds, several wooden storage boxes, several large vats for storing water, and a mud stove made of mud bricks on the bottom floor. There was also a large iron pot inside that had not been taken away. In addition, there were also several iron buckets and other utensils.

All the bedding and other daily necessities were taken away.

However, there was still a layer of moisture-proof mat left on the bed. I guess it was left there because he found it too troublesome to take it away.

In addition to a layer of iron railings, the window also has a layer of iron plate. By fastening the iron plate, it can prevent the wind and snow outside from blowing in.

There is also a layer of cloth around the iron plate to ensure better sealing when it is closed.

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Chang Yichang stayed on the top for a while, then came down the ladder and closed the cover leading to the upper level.

Go down to the bottom.

At this time, there were seven or eight thick logs in the container on the bottom layer.

Several of the men were chopping at the wood with fire axes.

Shunfeng and Biaozi came in carrying a piece of wood.

wow-

The two men threw the wood on the ground. "Is it almost done, Brother Chang?" Shunfeng exhaled white mist and asked Chang Yichang.

"That's enough, lock the door!" Chang Yichang nodded when he saw the pile of wood.

This much wood can last for at least several days.

In such cold weather, the only way for the survivors to keep warm was to cut down trees and make fire.

The iron container is not warm, with a thickness of only 1 cm. If there is no fire for heating, there is almost no difference in temperature between the inside and the outside.

Squeaky--

The men standing at the door quickly closed the iron door.

bang-

bang-

He pulled the four horizontal bolts from top to bottom and closed the door.

Nanshan squatted on the ground and used a flint to create sparks. Since he had no suitable ignition material, he had to take out a ball of cotton from his tattered cotton clothes.

Rub, rub, rub——

The cotton was on fire, and Nanshan quickly put the chopped wood over.

The trees were only slightly moist on the surface, but still very dry inside.

The drought lasted for more than half a year, and these trees have long since dried up and are somewhat brittle inside, making them easy to burn.

As more wood was added, the fire burned more and more vigorously.
Amid the crackling firelight, everyone gathered around.

Fire is hope.

There was excitement on everyone's face and a gleam in their eyes.

In the smoke-filled enclosed space, Chang Yichang coughed twice.

He said to the players next to him:
"Open the windows, otherwise there won't be enough oxygen in here and everyone will get carbon monoxide poisoning."

Zhao Dongbao nodded, walked to the window, opened the iron plate, and let in cold air.

Everyone sat in a circle. There were thirty-one people in their team, crowded around the fire and rubbing their hands.

Chang Yichang looked at everyone and said:

"We are facing a very serious situation now. We cannot enter the market, and the food is basically consumed on the way to the market, and the weather is so cold."

"But the people at the trade fair gave us tortillas. We still have 47 left. Even if we eat sparingly, it can only sustain us for a week at most."

"Plus, SF Express just picked up a deer leg on the way, so we can at most hold out for another week."

"We have to solve the food problem later. Starting tomorrow, we will try to find some ferns, edible bark, leaves, and everything edible in the surrounding area!"

Chang Yichang pointed upstairs and said:
"The beds in this sentry tower are all up there. Everyone move the beds and put them together to make a large bunk bed. This way everyone can sleep there. It may be a little crowded, but it will be warmer."

"Nanshan, you take people to do this."

"Yes." Nanshan nodded.

Chang Yichang looked at Shunfeng, Biaozi and the others, "Shunfeng, Biaozi, it's the same as before. Tomorrow morning, take a few people out to search for food."

"Okay." SF nodded and didn't think it was wrong.

Chang Yichang looked around at everyone and continued:
"We will go to the second floor to sleep and rest later. Dongbao, you lock the iron door from the inside. Give me the key."

Gollum-

Suddenly at this moment, a rumbling sound was heard.

A young man touched his belly and scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

Chang Yichang sighed, everyone was very hungry.

When they arrived at the wall of the trading market, they were really out of ammunition and food.

I just gave everyone three tortillas to share, and there are still thirty people to share.

One person can only eat a finger-sized amount.

"Shunfeng, go get some snow from the top of the sentry tower. There's an iron pot here. Let's cook some corn porridge. Let's add some venison. Although we can't enter the trading market, at least we have a place to stay now. Let's celebrate!"

A team needs motivation. The more difficult the time, the more it needs a leader to motivate his subordinates and give them confidence.

Chang Yichang gave everyone encouragement many times along the way, which is why they were able to go so far.

Everyone separated.

Shunfeng and a few others carried iron buckets upstairs and filled them with snow. They ran back and forth twice until the large iron pot, which was more than one meter wide, was filled with snow. Only then did they stop.

As the fire burned, the snow in the iron pot slowly melted.

Elsewhere, someone was chopping three tortillas on a wooden board.

Then I cut a pound of meat from the deer leg, chopped it up with a machete, chopped it into meat paste, and poured it into a large iron pot with corn tortillas.

The cornmeal was mixed with some wood chips, but they didn't care and poured the chips into the pot as well.

Steaming hot.

Chang Yichang took out a small jar of salt from his arms, shook it twice, and poured in some salt.

The aroma of corn tortillas mixed with venison filled the container.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the iron pot, and they kept swallowing their saliva.

So hungry.

They tighten their belts again and again, and tighten their stomachs when they are hungry to make their stomachs less painful.

Ten minutes later.

The tortillas and meat puree in the pot were cooked and a bit mushy.

This tortilla is very solid. Although it looks light, it has been air-dried and baked, and its volume will increase once soaked in water.

Although only three corn tortillas were put in, a whole pot of corn porridge was cooked.

And it doesn't look too rare.

Chang Yichang picked up a large iron spoon hanging on the wall, looked at everyone, and distributed food to them.

Hot food tastes better than dry, cold food.

Chang Yichang distributed the food to everyone first before he took one for himself.

goo-dong-

After taking a mouthful of the hot corn and venison porridge, my originally dry stomach instantly warmed up.

Warm, comfortable, satisfying and down-to-earth.

At this moment, his stomach and intestines were cheering, and the stomach that had been aching before now became warm.

When your stomach and intestines feel comfortable, your whole body will feel comfortable.

Alive! He thought to himself.

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