Converting the crashed helicopter into metal materials, and using the design drawings from Chaoying Painting, Gu Zhuo spent two days creating four multi-functional robot butlers.
Although these four robot butlers do not have too perverted functions, nor do they have any outstanding artificial intelligence, they are simple and practical. They are more than enough to serve as the cleaning housekeepers of the camp and as the security guards of the camp when a few people are away.
After cleaning up the camp, gathering the remains of animals and monsters, and burning them with fire, I finally felt less uncomfortable. The woods around the camp that had been uprooted by the typhoon were unlikely to grow back in a short time.
But what a coincidence, since the typhoon completely destroyed this forest, we might as well just use this land as farmland for farming.
As long as an intelligent greenhouse and automatic irrigation system like those on the second floor of the Doomsday Fortress are built on that piece of land, large-scale farming will not be out of reach.
Gu Zhuo discussed his idea with Chaoying. Chaoying had no objections, but the helicopter that crashed last time had used up all the materials. If he wanted to design an automated irrigation machine that could cover a large area of land, he would have to go out and dismantle it.
Scrap car.
It’s a sure thing to find time to go out and dismantle scrap cars. Not only that, but there will also be aviation kerosene for armed helicopters.
The helicopter gunship had not been refueled since they captured it.
Today Gu Zhuo made a special trip to check the fuel gauge. He found that the remaining amount of aviation kerosene in the armed helicopter could no longer bear any more trouble, and he had to refuel as soon as possible.
Energy issues have always been a serious concern for Gu Zhuo. Although Chaoying has designed a nuclear-powered motorcycle, that motorcycle is only an experimental product after all. It is not known what technical barriers there are to prevent it from being used in doomsday fortresses and armed helicopters.
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Not only that, the four small robots and the agricultural greenhouse he wanted all needed enough energy to maintain operation.
There is a complete energy conversion system on the Doomsday Fortress, but it is impossible to always count on the four small machine housekeepers to work continuously by absorbing solar energy. Agricultural greenhouses also need more sufficient electricity or other driving forces.
If this problem is not solved, Gu Zhuo will be in trouble.
However, Chaoying is also working hard to find a solution, and after all, he cannot act too hastily.
After all, no matter in which period, energy depletion is a serious issue of the times.
On the third day, which was the second day after the little robot butlers were created, they followed the group of white wolves out to hunt under Gu Zhuo's instructions.
Gu Zhuo must get the white wolves used to cooperating with these machine butlers, so that he can leave with peace of mind when he goes out.
Otherwise, it would be unreasonable to leave your camp to be guarded by these stupid wolves and stupid robot stewards.
Fortunately, the four robot butlers cooperated well with the wolves. The wolves seemed to understand Gu Zhuo's intentions and knew that this was a "weapon"-like existence sent by him.
These two completely unrelated ethnic groups work together surprisingly harmoniously.
That night, he brought back a richer trophy than before: three wild rabbits, a stag, and even a wild boar that was about to die of old age.
The wolves presented one of the stags as a trophy to Sam. Sam had no interest in eating raw meat. He liked to eat cooked meat. Naturally, the stag was handed over to Gu Zhuo to handle.
Gu Zhuo didn't know how to cook, let alone how to make venison. Fortunately, Chao Ying was a culinary genius. She followed the information on Gu Zhuo's computer and asked Jia Sheng to help process every part of the venison.
I made a decent dinner.
There was originally a place for eating and cooking on Jia Sheng's armed helicopter. Although it was just a small table and a fixed induction cooker, he could still eat enough every day.
But Gu Zhuo felt that instead of just eating something every day, it would be better for him to come to the Doomsday Fortress to eat when he ate, and then go back after eating. Anyway, no matter on the helicopter or wherever he was, the food he ate was Gu Zhuo's stockpile.
The food stockpile on the Doomsday Fortress was originally enough for two people for two years, but now the number of mouths to eat suddenly increased to four, and the food stockpile was obviously not enough.
Gu Zhuo thought about it, and next time he went out, he would bring back more food, a small part of which he would put in the camp, and most of which he would put in his car.
After all, the sense of security and reliability of a camp without adequate defense measures are far less than what the Doomsday Fortress can bring to you.
At night, four people sat at a table, which was filled with venison dishes. There was even a plate full of roasted venison in the middle.
"I didn't expect that by adopting those white wolves, I could get an occasional meal. It's all thanks to Sam."
Gu Zhuo ate a piece of venison on the plate and felt that the fatigue of the past few days was gone. He felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. He picked up a piece of meat and was about to throw it into Sam's bowl when he saw the direction.
Ying Zao piled a big bowl of meat into his dog bowl.
"This guy is also going to have a big dinner tonight."
Seeing this, Gu Zhuo smiled.
He took out a bottle of good wine that he had collected from Zhao Shifang a long time ago, and poured some for everyone except the youngest Xia Ran.
Xia Ran originally wanted to drink some, but Gu Zhuo raised his eyebrows, shook his head, and poured her a glass of mineral water:
"Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol."
After saying that, he handed the bottle of wine to Jia Sheng, making sure to put it somewhere out of Xia Ran's reach and sight.
The three of them clinked glasses and drank some wine.
Gu Zhuo felt that he was not having enough fun, so he turned on the TV in front of the table and found a relaxing comedy movie for everyone to watch together.
Outside the car was a bare open space, and the stars at night were emitting a faint pale white light in the dim sky. A dozen white wolves were mixed with the robot butler, surrounding the Doomsday Fortress.
Everything outside is so noisy yet quiet, real yet false, making it difficult to tell which moment is a dream and which moment is reality.
Gu Zhuo looked at Chao Ying, who was drinking and had a trace of blush on his face, and looked at Jia Sheng, who was laughing heartily, and Xia Ran, who was silent. He suddenly felt that no matter what kind of chaos or chaos was outside the world,
fear.
As long as he is still there and the Fortress of Doom is still there, then hope will always be there.
A smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he drank the wine in one gulp.
A little drunk, he seemed to have thought of something, stood up from his seat, and said to the people still sitting at the table:
"I haven't listened to the radio for a long time. Wait a minute. I'm going to take out my hand-crank radio and listen to see if there is any new news recently."
As he spoke, he dug into the cupboard and found a hand-cranked radio.
"Why did you suddenly think of listening to the radio?"
Chaoying asked him.
Gu Zhuo had already taken the handheld radio in his hand and sat back down. When Chao Ying asked him this question, he replied:
"There must have been a lot of changes in such a big typhoon that just passed. If we can receive other people's broadcasts, we may be able to obtain some useful information, which may help us analyze the relationship between the typhoon and the octopus.
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After Gu Zhuo finished speaking, he began to shake the rocker of the hand-crank radio.
While he was shaking the joystick, a funny movie plot was playing on the TV, satirizing those incompetent politicians.
Finally, I heard a "hiss" sound coming from the hand-cranked radio. I didn't expect that there would be a signal so quickly.
"Yes!"
Gu Zhuo excitedly kept moving and placed the hand-cranked radio in front of the other people:
"Listen."
Several people listened carefully for a moment through the sound of electricity, but only heard a few fragments of English.
"What? Why did you switch to the international channel and receive foreign broadcasts? Is this hand-crank radio so powerful?"
Gu Zhuo's English had always been mediocre, and now he didn't understand anything except that the person on the radio was a foreign woman. Jia Sheng was evenly matched with him. He had learned English in hundreds of years since he left school.
Haven't used it yet.
On the other hand, towards Chaoying, she suddenly made a silencing gesture, signaling Gu Zhuo and others to be quiet.
Seeing this, Gu Zhuo asked Jia Sheng to help turn off the sound of the TV, while he maintained the shaking frequency of the hand-cranked radio and brought it close to Chaoying's ear.
Chaoying listened to what was coming from the radio. Her expression was normal at first, but the further she listened, the paler her complexion became. The redness on her cheeks caused by being drunk just now gradually faded away.
"What did you hear?"
In the middle, the foreign woman's words became longer. Gu Zhuo waited for a while before asking Chao Ying.
Chaoying said nothing, frowned, and looked solemn.