Expressionless, Wei Xuan stood in a room surrounded by layers of quilts. Besides Du Hang, who was always trailing behind him like a little tail, there were plastic boxes of various sizes around him.
These boxes had long been emptied, and there were only two that still contained something. Facing the contents of these two boxes, Wei Xuan sighed deeply after a long while. “The insulation effect isn’t great, indeed.”
The water inside the two boxes looked crystal clear and reflected the figure of the person standing next to them. However, Wei Xuan had hoped to see ice blocks. Yet, the water inside was not even close to forming ice. Its temperature was only a few degrees lower than the room temperature water stored elsewhere, this was because they were currently in the basement, which naturally had a lower temperature.
Du Hang obediently stood behind Wei Xuan, not blinking as he watched him.
Wei Xuan kept his gaze fixed on the plastic boxes for a long time before sighing helplessly and turning around to pull Du Hang out.
“We need to figure out a solution and find a place to build an ice cellar.”
Even if he couldn’t dig a large pit to store ice, he might be able to find a windowless basement. Such basements would at least have better insulation than the ones in their community.
While he could build a room above ground or convert some existing rooms into cold storage, he currently lacked the appropriate refrigeration equipment. In this situation, it was better to find a suitable location first rather than trying to dig a hole with his domesticated zombies. After all, he didn’t have the means to obtain steel, concrete, or other building materials. Even if he knew how to construct a house and dig a foundation, there was no guarantee the building itself wouldn’t collapse without the right materials.
Therefore, despite acquiring many books on construction, Wei Xuan still felt that it would be better to find a suitable location first before attempting any modifications. He didn’t want to lead his domesticated zombies to dig a hole with their bare hands. Finding a proper spot would ensure a stable and constant temperature for his home ice cellar.
“Is everything loaded?”
“Everything has been loaded onto the cars.”
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The driver chuckled helplessly. “Indeed, their abilities and combat styles are not something normal people can achieve.”
The decision to recruit those two individuals into their base turned out to be wise. Otherwise, if they had to organize their own team to retrieve these items from the city, who knew if everyone would come back alive?
Inside the car, several people were all carrying firearms. One of them raised his hand with a somewhat regretful expression and looked at his palm. “We all have abilities, but why can’t our abilities be as powerful as theirs? When we use our abilities, it’s like kids playing with fireworks.”
Another person next to him sneered. “Well, they’ve survived in the midst of the zombie horde from the very beginning. If we didn’t have guns and had to rely solely on our abilities, who knows, our abilities might be more powerful than they are now.”
As soon as he said that, the car fell into silence. Ever since they encountered those two crazies at the villa base, they had been analyzing why those two could use their abilities so effectively and why their abilities were so powerful.
Although there were different opinions, the most likely conclusion, as analyzed by the scientists “invited” back to their base, was that the people at their base had powerful weapons and skills from the beginning. This somehow suppressed the full potential of their abilities, and the longer this situation persisted, the greater the disparity became.
To fully develop their abilities, they might have to follow the example of those two and abandon all firearms, putting themselves solely in the midst of the zombie horde. Perhaps then, they would quickly master this skill.
However, even though this was suggested, who would dare to try it? They had become accustomed to using their strong bodies, various combat techniques, and a variety of weapons. None of the bodyguards would be willing to try such an experiment with uncertain results.
Moreover, among them, only a few actually possessed abilities. However, after this batch of equipment was transported back to the base, they would intensify their research in this area. They believed it wouldn’t be long before they obtained the desired conclusions.
In the largest No. 7 base near T City, a lively nationwide movement was underway – potato planting.
This initiative had officially started being promoted since the beginning of the year, but at that time, very few people were willing to dedicate themselves to planting on their own small plots within the crowded and limited living space of the base. After all, growing crops required significant amounts of water and soil, which they had to find ways to obtain.
However, as time went on, the number of people who could enter the city decreased, and the number of survivors escaping from there drastically declined. Eventually, when the number of people willing to take missions to the city dwindled to a certain extent, everyone reluctantly shifted their attention to the secondary towns nearby. However, they discovered that these places were either occupied by various mutated creatures or had been looted clean by others.
Now, everyone had to focus on the important task of planting potatoes to address their food shortage.
Almost every rooftop, windowsill, corner of rooms, corridor, and even both sides of the streets were filled with various containers filled with soil, where potato seedlings were growing to varying degrees. Some plants had grown tall, while others had just sprouted from the soil. Some looked lush, while others were thin and slightly withered.
Although potatoes were relatively easy to grow, their growth depended on the care provided by the individuals who planted them, especially since they couldn’t benefit from normal rainfall in the controlled environment of the base.
In densely populated areas, various situations were bound to occur. For those who had their own space and roofs to grow crops, as long as someone in the household tended to the crops regularly, accidents were generally rare. However, for those who lived together with others, their harvests were at risk. Sometimes, their nearly ripe potatoes or carrots might be completely stolen overnight!
Moreover, there were groups who, armed with weapons and abilities, would brazenly raid other people’s harvests.
Potatoes were not particularly valuable, and almost every household was planting them, so if someone’s potatoes were stolen, nobody bothered to report it. Additionally, since all potatoes looked similar, and everyone in the base was eating them, it was impossible to find the culprits. Thus, the residents of the base, regardless of age or gender, became fiercely protective of their planting areas.
Whenever someone passed by someone else’s crops, their eyes would shoot daggers at the pedestrians.
Fortunately, there were few mutated creatures appearing near the bases, and even the mutated birds seldom flew over the base area. So, despite the abundance of green plants covering the rooftops, it didn’t attract aerial attacks from the birds. As a result, the survivors in various bases managed to lead relatively comfortable lives.
In the previous life, Wei Xuan also experienced similar situations, but he was different from others. While others couldn’t safely venture outside to search for supplies and had to stay in the base to farm, he had the advantage. As long as he avoided areas occupied by mutated creatures and refrained from seeking death, he could find some empty space on the outskirts of the city to grow crops, even with just a few sprouted potatoes. When it was time for harvest, he could dig up the potatoes and sustain himself.
Moreover, he had the ability to venture deep into the city to find canned foods and other long-lasting supplies.
In his past life, all he needed to do was plant some potatoes in relatively hidden places. However, in this life, as Wei Xuan stood at the edge of the scorched earth outside his residential area, he gazed at a dark door leading underground, contemplating whether to go in and explore.
“This should be the entrance to an underground parking garage,” Wei Xuan judged, looking around.
The neighboring area had been reduced to ruins due to a combination of the apocalypse’s flames and earthquakes, and almost no building was left intact.
He didn’t know much about this area before the apocalypse. After experiencing the cataclysmic fire, he rarely ventured near this place, except when he needed to burn things.
However, now it seemed that he underestimated the potential value of this area. At least, between this residential area and his own, there was an office building that likely had one or two underground parking levels like most office buildings.
Perhaps this building wasn’t an office building before the apocalypse, but regardless of its past, the existence of an underground parking lot beneath it was highly probable.
Compared to digging his own hole or converting his residential basement, utilizing this existing underground structure seemed more secure. Wei Xuan just hoped that the situation below wouldn’t be too dire. He wished there were no serious collapses or extensive rifts that could hinder him from creating an underground icehouse.
“Even if there’s only one level, it’ll do. It’s still better than me digging it myself,” Wei Xuan thought with a little excitement and trepidation.
He picked up a flashlight, put on a gas mask (just in case there were any harmful gasses underground), held a steel pipe as a makeshift weapon, and cautiously descended into the passage with Du Hang by his side.
Thank you for the updates!! This is one of my favorite novels currently. It’s difficult to stack chapters because I can’t help but wanna read more everytime I see an update. 😅
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