"The last time I came back, when I went out to sea to find the Fountain of Youth, it took more than seven months to be promoted to Grandmaster, and I spent several months in the world of Heaven and Dragon Slaying. In the blink of an eye, I haven't been back for almost a year!"
Wang Xu returned to the wasteland plane and saw a busy construction site.
Centered on the hilltop where the White Tower Barracks is located, a giant war fortress rises from the ground, enclosing the forest within a ten-mile radius.
At a glance, bunkers, large and small, turned the entire camp into a war fortress.
In addition to the ten-meter giant city wall on the outermost edge, there are many five-meter-high sub-city walls inside the fortress that divide the internal space into several areas, making people feel like they are in a game called Fortress Crusader.
"When I came back last time, Bao Wenqiang said that the White Tower Base is almost the largest survivor base in the city, with more than 300,000 survivors. Now after another year of development, I don't know what the White Tower Base is.
Does the scale reach the level of a provincial survivor base? Speaking of which, I am really unqualified as the leader of the base. Apart from spreading some rubbish techniques, I have never worried about the construction of the base."
Wang Xu walked inside the base, observing everything here.
Being gray-haired, sallow, and thin is a common phenomenon among people in the last days.
Now, more than three years have passed since the outbreak of the apocalypse. Except for cans with a long shelf life, it is difficult to find food outside.
For example, the White Tower Base has its own vegetable gardens and farmland, and can also guarantee a certain limit of food supply.
As for feeding people, I'm sorry, it's a good thing not to starve to death these days. The idea of having a full meal is too luxurious.
"Master, look how beautiful my daughter is. She will be yours with fifty pounds of rice."
"I'm selling myself twenty kilograms of rice. Whoever can give me this price will own my life. There will be no ambiguity about it."
"Okay, please give me something to eat. The old woman hasn't eaten for two days. I'm so hungry that I can't even see."
"Thirty kilograms of rice, no, this is a wild pheasant. Zombies are rampant in the wilderness these days, and wild pheasants are rare. Without eighty kilograms of rice, we can't even think about it."
"See if it's okay, but don't touch it. This is the Five Tigers' Door-Breaking Sword technique, and it also comes with the essence of cultivation. If there aren't two hundred kilograms of rice here, you won't be allowed to touch it."
Wang Xu walked along the street. The streets here were very narrow. Except for the main road, everything else was just like the old alleys in the past.
These alleys, less than two meters wide, have gates at the entrance and are densely distributed all around, running through the entire fortress city.
If zombies invade the castle, the gates on both sides will drop down, sealing these paths in minutes and controlling the damage within a certain range.
Looking around, there are people setting up stalls outside every small alley.
These people sell all kinds of strange things, including strong men selling machetes and iron guns, vegetable farmers selling fruits and vegetables, and miserable people selling their sons and daughters.
Several of the stalls were selling martial arts secrets. Wang Xu went over and took a look. They were all ordinary secrets he had given to the White Tower Base.
In addition, there are many ragged women standing on the street to pick up customers, asking for 2 kilograms of rice at a time.
There are also some shops on both sides. The shops are of a higher grade and have a wide range of everything. There are big signboards hanging at the door.
After walking forward for twenty minutes, Wang Xu smelled a fragrance and a piece of land surrounded by isolation tape.
This site is very large, a bit like a square, and can accommodate tens of thousands of people.
Wang Xu looked inside and saw twenty large pots lined up, and the firewood at the bottom of the pots was burning vigorously.
Guards dozens of meters tall and armed with live ammunition stood outside the cordon holding automatic weapons. Behind them were a group of people dressed as chefs, carrying buckets of water and rice, adding water and rice to a large pot with a diameter of two meters. There were also unknown people
rotten vegetable leaves.
Outside, thousands of people with sallow faces and skinny muscles, those with bowls holding bowls, and those without bowls holding biscuit boxes and cans, looked pitifully at this place.
Their eyes were filled with a kind of light called longing, as if these big pots of porridge were the most important things in their lives.
"Everyone, please note that relief grains are distributed twice a day. According to the residential area, ten households are divided into groups. Each group has a team leader who is responsible for leading everyone to receive porridge. Ten households supervise each other. Who dares to get more porridge?
Once someone finds out, the qualifications of ten families to receive porridge will be immediately canceled, and the team leader will be expelled from Baita City."
A large loudspeaker placed on the table continued to broadcast repeatedly.
Wang Xu nodded secretly after hearing this. In troubled times, heavy codes should be used. The Qin Empire's continuous sitting system is very suitable for the current situation.
If there was no such system, there would probably be many people claiming false claims.
Of course, this is not without its disadvantages. Ten households have one team leader, and this team leader is equivalent to the manager of ten households.
Orders in the base are generally only given to these team leaders, who are then used to manage team members.
If a family does not have a good relationship with the team leader, it is inevitable that they will be made things difficult for.
However, there is no perfect policy in the world. Judging from the current environment, this measure has more advantages than disadvantages. It can not only streamline the lower-level management personnel of the base, but also coordinate the efforts of ten households.
"Old man, I am a new outsider and I plan to settle here. Can you tell me how the White Tower Base is doing now?" Wang Xu found an old man in the crowd and squatted in the corner and asked.
The old man looked to be in his seventies, skinny and skinny. He was holding a helmet for serving porridge in his hand. He said dryly: "What else can you do? Let's just live with it. In this world, it's good if you don't starve to death."
Yes, if I could eat one dumpling in my life, I would be willing to die right now."
"Eat dumplings, that's easy to talk about. I'll treat you to dinner tonight and let's have a good chat."
When Wang Xu said this, the old man immediately became happy and said happily: "Really, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
In an official small restaurant, two steaming plates of cabbage dumplings were placed in front of the two of them.
The old man opened his cheeks and ate a lot. Wang Xu, who was not hungry after eating, looked a little hungry.
"Old man, eat slowly and talk to me, otherwise, this plate of dumplings will not be yours." Wang Xu said as he pulled the second plate of dumplings towards him.
The old man became anxious when he saw it. There were only about twenty dumplings in one plate, so two plates would be enough to satisfy him.
"Just ask, the old man will tell you everything he knows without any ambiguity!" The old man's eyes were shining green. As he spoke, he ate all the dumplings on his plate in a few bites.
Wang Xu did not ask in a hurry, but waved his hand and asked the waiter to bring a bowl of dumpling soup.
After the old man took a few sips of soup and calmed down, Wang Xu said, "Is anyone starving to death in the White Tower Base now?"
"That's not true. I have two bowls of porridge a day. I'm a little hungry, but it's rare to hear of people dying of starvation. In fact, this place is already very good. I heard from people who escaped from outside that some small bases have already started
It’s eating people.”
The old man said with lingering fear. He took a sip of dumpling soup and continued: "Those small bases have thousands of people and hundreds of people. It's okay at first. If you go out to search, you can always bring some food.
After coming back, it won't work anymore. The places where things can be looted have basically been looted. Some enterprising small bases have also learned to cultivate farmland outside and can barely hold on without falling.
There are also some that I didn’t expect at first, but when I did, I couldn’t find food outside, and my own farmland had not been cultivated. This kind of base is the most dangerous, unless it is close to a large base.
Bring people to join the big base, otherwise you can only resort to cannibalism. Moreover, the leaders of some small bases are used to being domineering, and many people would rather eat human flesh than become their grandchildren in the big base."
"Are there many small bases like this near the White Tower Base?" Wang Xu asked again after listening.
The old man thought for a while and replied: "Not many. The White Tower Base is very powerful. Almost all of the county towns and prefecture-level cities within hundreds of miles have been destroyed by them. The survivor bases in this range are not merged into the White Tower."
The base has just been moved.
On weekdays, the White Tower Base would send out a small force every day to clean up an area of a hundred miles. Half a year ago, there was a rumor that there was a plan to surround the area within a hundred miles with a cement wall. Later, zombies
It has also evolved, and a city wall two or three meters high cannot stop it. A five-meter city wall is necessary, so this is the end of the matter."