north.

A towering wall looks like a giant dragon lying flat on the ground, and a wall also stands on a mountain range in the distance.

The broad and domineering door was tightly closed, and some barbs were placed outside to block the zombies. The barbs penetrated the zombies, and the zombies were unable to go any further and blocked in front of the blocking piles.

On the tall wall, there was a man with sword-browed eyebrows wearing a body armor, holding a submachine gun in his hand, and asked calmly: "Have those people who just came here been sent over?"

"Sent it over. I just heard they said they came from the south. I don't know what the situation is like in the south."

"Yeah." The sword-browed man nodded and looked down at the zombies below.

The wall is extremely high, tens of meters high. If you accidentally fall from it, you will definitely be killed by the fall even if you won't be bitten to death by zombies.

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Southern paradise.

Next to the energy warehouse, in the power generation room, the generator is constantly working to provide power to the base.

Central building, third floor room.

Mr. Hu looked at the pouring rain outside, put his hands behind his back, and said to the people behind him: "Fortunately, you insisted on harvesting those rice. Such a heavy wind and rain..."

The madman poured himself a glass of wine, took a big sip, frowned and then relaxed.

He smashed it and said, "It's better than leaving nothing at all. Master Hu, didn't you ask me to drink with you? How come I'm the only one drinking, and you should take a few sips too."

Mr. Hu turned around slowly, with an uncontrollable worry between his brows.

He walked to the table and said dullly: "There are still a few teams that haven't come back. It's raining so hard, I guess they won't be able to come back."

When the madman heard this, he also put down the wine glass in his hand.

He said with emotion: "Do your best and obey fate. I have finally understood this end of the world. If you can live for one day, live for one day. Life now is better than at the beginning."

Master Hu nodded, sighed and asked: "After harvesting, how long can the food last for the people in the base?"

"Three months at most," the madman said.

Hearing this, Lord Tiger's eyebrows became more worried.

He quickly said: "When can we plant again?"

"It's hard to say, it's difficult to plant in this weather, but we can try growing indoors..." said the madman.

Master Hu thought for a moment and said, "Then let's try it."

The madman took another sip and said dullly: "It's not that simple. In such a dark sky, there is no way for crops to grow without light, unless there is a fill light."

Master Hu waved his hand and said: "It's okay. I just got some fuel a while ago, which can be used to generate electricity and lighting. It can last for a while. You can try it. Our food reserves are too small. If it rains this time,

In two months, our food supply will not be able to sustain it at all."

The madman put down the cup in his hand, pondered for a while and said: "It's okay, but the scale may not be large, and you have to give me a place."

"These are not problems. In addition..." Mr. Hu was silent for a few seconds and continued: "Starting from today, the food quota for everyone in the base will be reduced by half."

The madman asked in surprise: "If you reduce it by half all of a sudden, it's not much to begin with, and no one has enough to eat. If you reduce it by half again, maybe everyone will have objections?"

Mr. Hu's face was as gloomy as water, and he said: "If you have any objections, let him come to me. How long do you still want to eat? The most important thing is to survive now!"

"Reducing it by half means eating one meal a day, which will greatly affect everyone's combat effectiveness. Oh...this is the end of the world!" The madman said, and suddenly cursed at God.

road.

Both of them fell silent.

They all know that repeated reductions in food rations will inevitably affect combat effectiveness. They have experienced how uncomfortable it is to be hungry for a long time.

However, the uncertainty of the apocalyptic natural disaster makes them have no idea how long this heavy rain will last.

There was a heavy rain before, and they suffered a loss, and they persisted until dozens of people starved to death.

These people were starved to death.

Mr. Tiger never wanted to see his men die of hunger again.

I would rather eat less but still be able to live.

As long as you survive and wait until the clouds clear and the moon shines, you will be able to overcome the difficulties sooner or later.

It's hard to pass the test, but if you can't pass it, you will die.

This is a problem facing everyone in the last days.

.......

A house near the central building.

Ma Yingxue held a can in her hand, thinking about how Xiao Jun secretly gave her the can when she left the oil city.

As she thought about it, Xiao Jun's appearance enlarged in her mind.

"Did he want to give it to me on his own, or was it the intention of Oil City?"

"He should have given it to me himself. Oil City shouldn't be so stingy when it comes to taking action."

"Why did he give it to me? He didn't say anything. What do you mean?"

Ma Yingxue held the canned pork in her hand blankly. This can of pork weighed one kilogram.

She buried her head under the pillow.

After a long time, she picked up the pillow and her face turned a little red, seemingly because of the lack of ventilation.

"What do you mean? Bastard!"

She was a little frustrated and picked up the dagger nailed to the table to open the can.

When the sharp edge of the dagger was about to touch the surface metal of the can, she stopped again.

Look at the ingredient list on the canned pork, as well as the weight.

Ding!

She stuck the dagger on the table again.

Rubbing the surface of the pig's head can, the metal surface was almost shiny from the paste on her plate.

"This should be very precious to him..."

A one-pound can of military-grade pork has a shelf life of five years. The seal is so good that as long as it does not get moldy, it can be eaten for more than ten years.

In this apocalyptic world where food is scarce, it is a luxury for everyone to have enough to eat.

What's more, it's still a can of canned pork!

It is no exaggeration to say that in a critical moment, this can of pork can last her for a week.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In their southern paradise, except Master Hu, she has never seen anything like this in the hands of anyone else.

"I don't know what you mean, but...thank you..."

Ma Yingxue looked at the heavy rain outside and murmured.

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Big camphor tree base.

Li Yu returned to the inner city and changed out of his wet combat uniform.

His mother made him a cup of ginger tea to remove moisture.

After drinking a cup of hot ginger tea, Li Yu felt like his whole body was steaming.

I went upstairs, took a hot bath, and was planning to have a good sleep.

But he heard his uncle's voice coming from the intercom he placed on the table: "Xiaoyu, come here quickly, there is something wrong with the zombie generator!"

boom!

Li Yu jumped up from the bed!

There's something wrong with the zombie generator!

This is not bad!

Most of the power supply in the base now comes from zombie generators, and the power currently needed in the base is massive.

So many greenhouses, underground planting bases, lighting, water heaters, mobile blades, and even some automated equipment all require electricity to drive.

If something went wrong with the zombie generator, it would be a devastating disaster.

Li Yu quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and asked: "What's going on? Is it serious?"

The uncle looked at the zombie generators that had stopped working, with a somewhat anxious expression: "All the zombie generators have stopped working. There is no problem with the zombies. It's just that the zombies are still walking, but the power generation indicator light below has not been on."

If the indicator light is not on, it will not be able to generate electricity.

Li Yu quickly put on his clothes, put on a set of clothes, and asked hurriedly: "He Bing, where are Zhou Ran and the others? Have they passed?"

"I've already said it." When the uncle saw He Bing walking towards the door, he quickly said, "Come and take a look."
To be continued...