——The dividing line of the first apocalyptic plane. The top management of the Xiaocheng base is holding its first major decision-making meeting. In addition to the original decision-makers of the Xu family, Qiao family, Zhu family and Peng family, four new forces have moved in, namely the Blade Mercenary Group, the Gale Hunting Team and the Two people from each group of the aristocratic families, the Lu family and the Fu family, participated in the major decision-making meeting, plus Zhang family's mother and daughter, Zhang Feng, a total of 19 people. Ten boxes of gold bars were placed on the table more than four meters long, totaling about 25 kilograms. This was their last batch of gold reserves. To convene this meeting, the first thing is to find a way to open source (gold), and the second thing is to make statistics and estimates on this exchange list. Zhang Feng said seriously, "These amounts are only enough for us to maintain the base's basic food exchange. The current number of Thunderstorm Talisman is definitely not enough to cope with this zombie wave." The news came from Tu Ling. Three days later, There will be polar night weather in Xiaocheng, which may last for as long as fifteen days. The polar night is the time when zombies are most active. Both their mobility and strength will increase exponentially during this time. It is also the best time for zombies to capture humans and store energy from corpses. The current number of residents in Xiaocheng has reached . The number of young and middle-aged people who can participate in the battle is less than . The rest are the old, weak, sick and disabled. Outside the city, there are tens of thousands of zombies. Neither the force value nor the speed can be compared with their side. More than ten life superpowers cannot participate in the battle at all, so they can only rely on the Thunderstorm Talisman to save their lives. "The city wall has been completed, and our pressure is not as great as before. We can't just rely on the young and middle-aged. The old and weak can also be used. They are still strong enough to throw thunderstorm charms." Fu Changxi, the leader of the Fu clan, expressed his opinion. . "It's feasible." The leader of the mercenary group blew out a smoke ring and agreed. "We are already making gasoline bombs. Although the lethality is not as good as the Thunderstorm Talisman, it is inferior. The lethality is not bad." Miaopu, the captain of the Gale Hunting Team, said solemnly.
Xiaocheng's current leaders impressed him with their decision-making ability, ability, and moral character. This was also the reason why he left the Shangcheng base and joined. The food and vegetables here were very sufficient for them. They were redeemed with base points, and the upper city base only had dehydrated vegetables. The very few vegetables exchanged from the central city could not reach their mouths at all. "The gold mine in Rongcheng is rich in resources. I have already contacted the person in charge there, and I heard that it can be exchanged for moldy rice. I am very happy. After the zombie wave has passed, we can sit down to negotiate mining and exchange. Matters." Lu Shengda, the head of the Lu clan, took out a letter and handed it to Zhang Feng and said. This meeting lasted for more than five hours, and finally a list of supplies was finalized. There were only two lines on it, 2000 thunderstorm charms, 60 tons of moldy rice, 10 tons of ordinary soil, and a few seeds. They have built a greenhouse factory on ten acres of land and have experts in agricultural cultivation. Now, all they need is soil. modern. When Yuan Zhuan received the news of Zhang Xiaoxiao's exchange request, he breathed a sigh of relief. It came in time. Taking a few deep breaths, he turned on the information transmission button over there, "Sister, our base is about to enter the polar night that lasts for half a month. This half month is very dangerous for us, no matter whether the zombies are The mobility and strength will be doubled several times, and the lethality is extremely high, but we have less than 3,000 people who can participate in the battle, so... now we need to exchange the list..." Yuan Zhuan frowned and looked at the list. The soil was ten tons. She still had to find a place to open a mountain?
Cart after car of moldy rice was transported to the renovated factory building on the newly purchased land. The vast cement floor and mountains of moldy rice carried a strong musty smell. The yellow-green mold looked quite scary. Yuan Zhuan asked grain merchants to collect them from various places, and the actual value was less than 2,000 yuan. Instead of making feed, it is better to reuse it. After all, there are many refugees there, and the price is low, enough to keep many people alive. The price of ordinary rice is not high, but if it is exchanged for molded rice, it can save a few more people. Stay alive. Zhang Feng made such a request, how could Yuan Zhuan refuse. Cao Ming was still working on the construction site. When he saw Yuan Zhuan carrying things in, he saw the yellow-green moldy rice at a glance, and his expression was distorted for a moment, "What are you doing? Polluting the factory?" "Waste Just making use of it." She planned to double the amount exchanged this time and give it to the other party, which was regarded as a gift. "I asked you to find a place for me to dig, did you find it?" "It's such a simple thing. You still need to look for it. On Chuanke's construction site, you can just pull the dirt. Hey, where are you going to pull it?" It can't be here, right? Yuan Zhuan's eyes told him that this was indeed the case. "What about your rice?" The factory building is quite large, so there's nothing wrong with putting it next to it. "They will tow it away tomorrow morning. Just find a car to transport it. I'll ask for it at eight in the morning." "it is good." In the first scene of the apocalypse, when Zhang Feng received the goods at the designated location, he almost thought that Yuan Zhuan had made the wrong exchange. "Dad, these are 120 tons. My sister said they were a friendly gift. There are also more than a hundred kilograms of vegetables and fruits." Zhang Xiaoxiao grinned. The talisman in the backpack was also in place. My sister is the most reliable. Look If they are in trouble, the rice tube is enough. 120 tons is enough to feed the residents of the base for a month.
"Potatoes, sweet potatoes, and rice seeds are all here." Zhang Xiaoxiao put out the seed packets and piled them in the corner. "Well, the car is waiting outside." Zhang Feng picked up a cucumber and took a bite, his expression was quite intoxicating, as if he was eating some delicacy in the world. The fragrance of cucumbers made Zhang Xiaoxiao swallow hard, and he quickly took out one. The father and daughter ate until their stomachs were full, then they wiped their mouths and walked out. The convoy brought by Zhu Xiao drove in skillfully and parked at the old location. When he opened the warehouse door, even though he was mentally prepared, he was shocked by the mountains of moldy rice and the gray soil. , in a place like this in the last days where there is no grass growing, there are all materials that are shocking. Their complicated eyes swept over the faces of the father and daughter. They basically guessed in private that one of the father and daughter must have space. Otherwise, why would these things appear out of thin air without being transported? As for None of them could figure out why they wanted to hide their spatial abilities. I can't even think about it, I just don't think about it. It's enough if I can exchange it for food and survive. At the very least, the father and daughter are worth relying on. They had also thought about whether they could control people and use them for their own purposes, but they were extremely afraid of the forces behind Central City, the thunderstorm talisman controlled by the father and daughter, and the experts behind the thunderstorm talisman. If not, it will be difficult to survive. So, I just stopped thinking. I don’t know if these newcomers have any ideas.