Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

The next morning.

Hong Gongcao woke up from his sleep, breathing hard, with a person on top.

He pushed away the woman who was holding him like an octopus.

When he pushed away, he also saw the face of the woman he pushed away.

He was stunned. Isn't this my dream lover?

Recalling the battle last night, he touched his aching waist, still unsatisfied.

In the sunlight outside the window, the fatigue on the beauty's face gave people a delicate feeling.

Can't bear to whip

Hong Gongcao's fingers moved vigorously, and he did a morning exercise.

Half an hour later.

He kissed the beauty's forehead and left a sentence, come again another day.

Hong Gongcao then walked out of the door with the help of the wall. Two muscular strong men in the corridor at the door noticed that he came out.

These two strong men are probably specially to prevent people from running away.

From the corridor to the hall, there is a row of wooden chairs in the hall, with a layer of soft cushions on them, and a middle-aged woman is sitting on the chair.

At the door, there were three strong men half leaning against the door. Not far from the door, there was a table with a points card machine and some printing paper on it.

Huizi in the hall saw that this big customer finally got up, and smiled, twisting her slender waist to get close to him.

"Boss Hong, you finally woke up. How was it? Did you have fun?"

Hong Gongcao felt like he was hollowed out, weak all over, his hands and feet were soft, and he couldn't use any strength.

"Where are my two companions? Where are they?"

Huizi smiled and pointed to the room behind and said, "They are resting in the next room."

Hong Gongcao nodded, "Wake them up, and settle the bill by the way."

Huizi smiled lightly and nodded to the staff at the cashier next to her.

The cashier was a young girl in her early twenties, very beautiful.

She operated the points card machine swiftly, printed out a bill, and handed it over.

"Boss Hong, you ordered Di Tongnaya for the whole night last night, 16 points, and your companion ordered rice twice, 7 points once, 14 points twice, a total of 30 points."

Hong Gongcao: "???"

When he heard the total consumption of 30 points, he felt like the sky was falling.

Looking down at the small bill in his hand, after deducting the first 30 points and the last 30 points, there were 0 points left.

That is to say, the three of them spent 50 points yesterday.

All the points they got in exchange for the two pistols were spent!

This, this, this.

He frowned and questioned Huizi: "Why is it so expensive? Yesterday you told me that it only cost 7 points, how come it became 16 points? You are cheating!"

Huizi's expression became unhappy when he heard him say this.

"Boss Hong, 7 points is right, but that's the price for one time. You said yesterday that you wanted to book a whole night, and it only costs 16 points. I told you last night, are you going to default on your debt?"

When it comes to defaulting on your debt, the three strong men at the door come over. These three strong men are strong and powerful, and they look very fierce in fighting.

Hong Gongcao doesn't want to make a scene, which will expose his identity.

He was so angry that he could only bow his head and admit his defeat.

"No, no, no, I don't want to default on my debt. The points have been deducted."

Just at this time, Zhugan and Dazhuang came over rubbing their eyes.

"Brother Cao, you got up so early?" Dazhuang asked with a satisfied smile.

Hong Gongcao glared at him and scolded, "I've been waiting for you for so long, hurry up!"

The three of them walked out of the Tingfeng Tower and came to the alley next to the Tingfeng Tower.

The alley is 4 meters wide,

The sun is hanging in the sky, and it is already twelve o'clock noon.

There are few people in the alley at this time, and there are only three of them in this alley.

Hong Gongcao felt a little weak in the knees and felt a little dizzy looking at the sun.

Zhugan yawned and said, "Brother Cao, we have to go buy food quickly. Gao Zhao and the others have probably been waiting for us for a long time."

Hong Gongcao gritted his teeth and said, "Buy shit food. All the points have been used up!"

He threw the list to Zhugan.

Zhugan took the small list and stared at the zeros on it with wide eyes.

"No, Brother Cao, why is Tingfeng Tower so expensive! Fuck!"

Dazhuang also looked at the small list after hearing it and said in disbelief, "Did we spend all 50 points yesterday?"

He looked at Tingfeng Tower behind him, turned his head and was about to go back to "argue" with them.

But he was pulled back by Hong Gongcao, "Are you crazy? If we make a big fuss, our identities will be exposed."

Dazhuang stopped when he heard this and asked with a pained face:

"Brother Cao, what should we do now? All the points have been used up"

Hong Gongcao squatted on the ground, not knowing what to do for a while, he was a little confused.

Blame it on that bottle of wine, blame it on that cup of tea

It's not that he doesn't have enough willpower, it's just that this commercial area is too tempting for them.

Who can resist not spending money?

Zhugan looked at Hong Gongcao who was in a bad state and said tentatively: "Brother Cao, should we go back to get some guns?"

"No, without guns, it will definitely be unsafe for us to return to the northwest in the future. What if we encounter thugs blocking the road?" Dazhuang immediately stood up to object.

Zhugan glanced at him with a mocking face, "Then what do you say? Gao Zhao and Xiaodong are waiting for us. They have been hungry for three days and are waiting for us to bring food back."

Da Zhuang murmured: "That's impossible."

Hong Gongcao glared at him and cursed: "Who asked you to order rice last night? Didn't they ask you to order something cheap?"

Zhugan pointed at Da Zhuang and said, "Brother Fuck, it's all Da Zhuang's fault. Last night I said I would order a 2-point one, but Da Zhuang insisted on trying the expensive one."

Da Zhuang was surrounded by two people. He seemed to have figured out something. He took a deep breath and said:

"Brother Fuck, it's still early. Let's go out early to get the guns and come back to buy food."

Zhugan rolled his eyes when he heard what Da Zhuang said. He didn't bother to argue with Da Zhuang anymore, and persuaded him, "That's right, Brother Fuck, let's get out quickly."

Hong Gongcao looked unhappy, but he had already accepted it in his heart.

He seemed to be having a hard time saying, "Okay, let's save some points this time."

"That's for sure." Dazhuang and Zhugan nodded.

The three of them agreed and walked outside together.

And not long after they left, two figures appeared in their alley.

One of them picked up the intercom and said, "Yes, they spent all their points last night."

"Captain Cao, they are coming towards the gate now. They should be going out to get their guns."

"Attention, the second team, we will prepare to leave the city in ten minutes and follow Hong Gongcao and his party."

Oil City.

Burial fort.

The vibrant greenery contrasts sharply with the ancient stone walls.

In the indoor plantation of this ancient cemetery fort, hydroponic vegetables grown without soil are arranged neatly on special shelves. Clean and transparent nutrient solution flows slowly in the pipes, exuding a faint smell of chemicals.

Corn and sweet potatoes grow in a suspended manner. The long vines of sweet potatoes spread along the special supports. The yellow-green ears of corn and earth-yellow sweet potatoes quietly nurture the hope of a good harvest.

The light emits from the overhead lamps and shines on the crops. The light passes through the wall of the hydroponic tube and reflects out little bits of light, like the luminous creatures in the deep sea, bringing a touch of mystery and vitality to this dark space.

In this underground ancient cemetery, the silence of the ancient tombs is in sharp contrast with the vitality of the plantations, making this small indoor garden seem to be a crack in time, with the dust of history on one side and the oasis of life on the other.

A man's voice came from this indoor plantation.

"City Lord, the yield of our sweet potato is relatively high, and the leaves can also be used as vegetables. The yield of corn is also relatively large, and the growth cycle of this kind of corn is about 85 days."

Li Yu raised his head. The layers of shelves were like vertical farmland, winding upward until they touched the edge of the high ceiling.

The vegetables grown above are all colorful. The red tomatoes are like the cheeks of a shy girl, the yellow pumpkins are like heavy golden lanterns, and the green lettuce is swaying gently in the breeze, exuding a fresh and attractive atmosphere.

"How high is this bunker?" Li Yu asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Hu Zhen quickly replied: "The tallest one is eight and a half meters tall. The position we are standing at now is about eight meters."

Nearly three stories high, no wonder it looks so tall.

Hu Zhen is a student of Professor Zhang Qiwu of Agriculture. During the last time he supported Oil City, he came to Oil City with other experts.

Now I am specifically responsible for the agricultural sector in the oil city.

However, the current planting area in Oil City is relatively small. There is less than three acres of land on the ground in Oil City, and most of the planting is done indoors in the ancient cemetery.

Although the area in the ancient cemetery is not large, it can be planted all year round and will not be affected by natural disasters.

also,

With the cooperation of professional agricultural planting experts such as Hu Zhen and architects such as Xie Changshan, the space in the ancient cemetery and fort was maximized.

"Yes, how much can the annual grain output here be?" Li Yu asked with a satisfied nod.

Hu Zhen thought for a while and said: "After calculation, the annual grain output can reach about 30 tons."

"It is expected to be able to sustain 3,000 people and 20 days of supply."

Excluding those survivors in the trading market, there are nearly 3,000 combatants and militiamen in Oil City.

The food output in this bunker can support their own people for 20 days, which is not bad.

Of course, the bunker indoor plantation alone is definitely not enough to meet the food needs of the entire oil city and trading market.

Li Yu stretched his arms, looked at the greenery in the bunker, and said with a smile:

"The scenery below this bunker is even better and more beautiful than above."

"By the way, Xiao Hu and the others should be able to deliver the food today, right?"

Zhong Chuchu, who was following Li Yu, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, City Lord, they arrived at the Wu City military base last night and are expected to arrive in Oil City before this evening."

"Um."

Northern Hubei.

Xiaochang County.

G4 highway.

A long motorcade was speeding towards the north.

Xiao Hu opened the car window to disperse the smell of smoke in the car.

"Damn it, Song Qi and Li Qi really know how to enjoy themselves. Why didn't we prepare those things before? We were so bored during the months of the natural disaster. But they are good. They have a lot of books and various books. Games and movies. Even basketball."

Xiao Hu remembered that he arrived at the Wu City military base yesterday evening and was a little jealous when he saw the things in the military base.

Wang Chunqi, who was driving the vehicle, coughed.

"Brother Hu, they probably learned our lesson."

Xiao Hu stared at the mountains outside the car window for a while, and said faintly:

"I guess in the future, the Wushi military base will also become a branch base."

Although the voice was not loud, Wang Chunqi, who was next to Xiao Hu, heard it.

"Is it an insider's message?"

Xiao Hu shook his head and said:

"No, I just guessed that the population of the trading market has skyrocketed, and the industrial development of the Dazhangshu base must also move forward in strides."

"It's different now. The last central meeting set a tone to move forward and seek development. It is expected that our Dazhangshu base will usher in a big change in the near future."

"In this rapid development and change, we..."

Xiao Hu said, as if he thought of something, and suddenly laughed, "Do a good job, at least now we are all outsiders."

As a force expands, the number of people will also surge, and the territory will also increase.

At that time, the power he can control will also increase.

Southeast of the Dazhangshu base, 159 kilometers away

Xunwu Iron Mine.

Before the end of the world, this place was a mine with an iron ore output of 400,000 tons.

The sun shines on the layers of ore veins, and each wrinkle is coated with a layer of golden edges.

From a distance, these iron mines are like terraces, stretching up one level after another, as if competing with the rising mountains.

On the open space at the edge of this iron mine, there stands a row of defensive positions assembled with containers.

This fixed defense station uses dozens of containers to piece together a rectangular iron box with a length of about 20 meters, a width of 6 meters, and a height of 9 meters.

In the center of this iron box, there is also a tall sentry tower, which is about 15 meters high.

The iron box is fully enclosed, with four windows on each side, but each window is welded with steel bars as railings. The steel bars are nearly three centimeters thick, and the gap between the steel bars is only three centimeters.

With such a small gap, zombies can't get in anyway.

There is also a layer of iron plate inside the steel bar, which is open during the day.

Once it is night, it is completely closed, and the entire defense station becomes a completely closed iron box, and even the ultraviolet lamp does not need to be used.

No matter how strong the zombies are, they can't push the container down.

The first layer under the container is full of iron ore to increase the weight of the container.

The container chassis weighing thousands of tons cannot be pushed by more zombies.

As the last two windows were welded with steel bars, it was announced that the last defense station was officially completed.

"It's done!"

"Mr. Qian, it's done."

The two welders wore gloves and shouted to Qian Zheng below through the window railings.

Qian Zheng and Liu Ming were both college alumni of the same university as He Bing before the end of the world. After the outbreak of the end of the world, they fled with He Bing and finally joined the Dazhangshu Base.

When they were in school, they studied civil engineering. After joining the Dazhangshu Base, they have been responsible for the construction of the Dazhangshu Base with Ding Jiu.

Five or six years have passed, from Xiao Qian and Xiao Liu, to Qian Gong and Liu Gong.

Qian Zheng, wearing a helmet, waved to the two welders above.

"Come down."

After that, he walked up the steps and entered the iron box station.

Since the first floor was filled with iron ore, only the second and third floors were habitable.

There were iron frame steps leading to the second floor, and you could enter through the iron frame steps.

It was very simple inside, just a piece of containers.

In order to make this iron box integrated, they used the stacking method of inlaying containers with each other, and welded them with solid steel pipes.

Two floors, about 240 square meters of space.

Qian Zheng was checking the strength of the windows inside, especially the welded steel bars, which was the most important line of defense against zombies at night.

There were about 35 double beds in the iron box, which could accommodate 70 people at the same time.

It was divided into living area, tool area, and grain storage area.

There is nothing to say about the living environment. It is simple to put it nicely, but it is a slum to put it bluntly. The living environment is quite bad.

After a careful inspection, Qian Zheng came out of the iron box.

He took a long breath, it was still a bit stuffy inside.

"Open six more windows, it's too stuffy!" Qian Zheng said to the cutter and welder next to him after he came out.

"Yes." Several workers came up with their tools.

(Seeking monthly tickets)