Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 2045 That's just standard equipment for the base, okay?! Oriental Paradise is about to be carried away!
"Finally finished!"

Guo Peng lay in his dormitory in the oil city, still dressed, his body spread out on the bed in a "big" shape.

too tired.

The transportation missions he carried out over the past two days have shown him just how demanding the transportation team's work is.

Except for sleeping at night, I've been on the road all day yesterday and today.

The road was so bumpy it almost split his buttocks in two.

However, after returning to the oil city and handing over the list of transported supplies to Liu Jinglue, the members of the transport convoy were free to move around without having to deal with the supplies.

After lying down, Guo Peng just wanted to take a short nap.

Little did I know that this nap would last for three hours.

When he woke up, it was already dark outside.

As the captain of the transport team, he had a private room.

When I woke up, the light from outside the window shone into the room.

The room was dark and empty, with only him inside.

An indescribable sense of loneliness swept over him, engulfing him like a tidal wave.

He sat blankly on the bed for several minutes, his mind blank.

Consciousness gradually returned.

He rolled out of bed, twisted his neck a couple of times, and made a cracking sound.

I feel refreshed and comfortable.

I was so hungry that I realized I hadn't eaten dinner yet.

He fastened the walkie-talkie and belt on the table, pushed open the door, and went out.

As soon as I opened the door, a wave of heat hit me.

Even at night, the temperature is still over 30 degrees Celsius.

The heatwave, accompanied by the noise, instantly calmed him down amidst the bustling crowd.

The loneliness I felt upon waking up vanished instantly.

It's past eight o'clock.

The canteens in the oil city don't serve dinner, so if you need to find something to eat at this time, you either have to get some dry food yourself.

Or you could go to the trading market area and find a restaurant to eat at.

He didn't know many people in the oil city.

Xiao Hu and Zhu Xiao, who were closest to him, were both busy with transportation tasks at the moment.

After a moment's thought, he picked up the walkie-talkie and asked the Imperial Concubine:

"Imperial Consort, where are you?"

Consort Gui, who was in the conference room communicating with Lao Huang, received Guo Peng's message and immediately said:
"I was just looking for you. Come to the conference room, I need to talk to you about something."

"Oh, okay." Guo Peng rubbed his stomach, feeling even hungrier.

I locked the door and hurried downstairs.

On my way downstairs, I ran into Niu Shoufu.

"Old Niu, have you eaten?"

"No, I was just sleeping. I just woke up and was about to go eat." Niu Shoufu rubbed his eyes, his gaze still hazy, indicating he wasn't fully awake yet.

"Come on, let's go to the business district and get something good to eat."

"That sounds great!" Niu Shoufu's eyes lit up as soon as he heard that they were going to eat at the trading market.

The two of them went to the conference room together.

Guo Peng told Niu Shoufu to wait for him at the door, and then he went inside.

Upon entering, I saw that both Old Huang and the Imperial Concubine were there.

"Manager Huang, Consort." He greeted her, then poured himself a glass of water.

He plopped down next to the imperial concubine, and while drinking water, asked:
"What do you need me for?"

The imperial concubine raised her head, glanced at him, and said:
"Tomorrow's transportation mission has been confirmed. We're going to Oriental Paradise tomorrow, and we'll depart at 7:45 tomorrow morning."

Guo Peng was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then replied, "Oh, okay."

He thought he was going back to the camphor tree base, but he didn't expect to be going to Oriental Paradise.

The Great Camphor Tree faction has three transport convoys, but each convoy has different transport capacity, and each base requires different amounts of supplies.

Therefore, it is not possible to simply fix a certain transport fleet on a single route.

Instead, it requires meticulous planning to maximize the transport capacity of the fleet.

At least for now, with the third transport convoy, the supplies needed by these bases can be barely met.

"Have you eaten yet? Do you want to go to the commercial district to grab something to eat?" Guo Peng asked.

The imperial concubine glanced at Guo Peng in surprise, then looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

"It's almost 8:30, and you still haven't eaten?"

"No, I just got back and took a nap. I woke up after eight o'clock," Guo Peng replied.

The Imperial Concubine shook her head and said:
"Go eat by yourself, I've already eaten."

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now," Guo Peng said, standing up.

"Okay." The imperial concubine turned her head and continued chatting with Old Huang.

Guo Peng scratched his head, walked to the door, and patted Niu Shoufu, who was in a daze.

"What's Old Niu looking at? He seems so engrossed."

Niu Shoufu kept staring at a woman who was passing by. Guo Peng took a closer look and realized that it was Su Qian, who was in charge of the cafeteria.

Snapped!
He slapped Niu Shoufu hard on the shoulder. "Niu'er, have you taken a liking to Su Qian?"

"What? What is it?!" Niu Shoufu's dark face turned red, and he put his thick hands together and started picking at his fingernails.

Guo Peng and Niu Shoufu have been friends for so many years, he knows all too well what Niu Shoufu's expression means.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Old Niu, you're just... laughing... if you like someone, just go after them!"

"Keep your voice down." Niu Shoufu quickly covered Guo Peng's mouth, his face extremely embarrassed.

"Don't let her hear it."

"Alright, alright, let go," Guo Peng said with a smile.

Niu Shoufu then released him, but as soon as he let go of his hand...

Guo Peng called out to Su Qian's retreating figure, "Su Qian, Niu Shoufu is here!"

"Waaaaah, did you even wash your hands? Waaaaah!"

When Su Qian heard someone call her, she turned her head and glanced at Niu Shoufu and Guo Peng.

Niu Shoufu quickly waved his hand at her, "It's nothing, it's nothing, we were just joking around."

awkward.

It's so embarrassing.

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig out a three-bedroom, two-living-room house on the spot.

Su Qian glanced at the two of them strangely, smiled, and then left.

After Su Qian left, Niu Shoufu removed his hand from Guo Peng's mouth.

"Ptooey, ptooey, Old Niu, your hands smell like shit, it's really disgusting!"

"I'm helping you, you stupid dog!"

After saying that, he spat twice on the ground, wiped his mouth, and walked angrily toward the trading market, looking as if he were angry.

"Brother, brother, brother, don't be angry." Niu Shoufu quickly caught up.

He rubbed his large, muscular hands together, a shy expression on his face, and said, "I was just afraid of being too forward."

"Brother, please understand how I feel. I'm not ready yet."

Guo Peng glanced at him and uttered two words, "Idiot."

After saying that, he turned and continued walking towards the trading market without looking back.

Niu Shoufu wasn't angry when his older brother scolded him like that; he just followed behind him happily.

He had been with Guo Peng for so many years, so naturally the two of them wouldn't get angry over such a trivial matter.

Oriental Paradise.

A week ago, Chen Er and Zhang Tianfu arrived here with two militia brigades.

They quickly took over the entire Oriental Paradise.

However, this place is a mess, and it wasn't very effective in managing it when Miao Wei and his team were in charge.

The toilets are clogged with excrement and urine, and the living quarters are in a mess.
Things were scattered everywhere, and no one was cleaning up the trash. The entire Oriental Paradise reeked.

This infuriated Chen Er and Zhang Tianfu. Back then, although Oriental Paradise under their control couldn't compare to Oil City, it was at least well-organized and clean!
These survivors!
So the two of them put their heads together and came up with a few rules.

To curb the chaotic behavior of these survivors.

At the same time, a major cleaning campaign was launched.

At first, these people were unwilling to clean together, always feeling that they should be paid for their work.

This infuriated Chen Er, after all, it was these people who made such a mess.

They then thought of the oil city, where residents also earn points for their work, and the two hesitated.

But in the end, they still didn't give out points; if you wanted to work, you could stay, and if you didn't want to work, you could get out of Oriental Paradise.

Ultimately, Oriental Paradise was built by Chen Er and his team.

Despite some dissatisfaction caused by Chen Er and his group's assertive attitude, these people still did not want to leave Oriental Paradise, especially since the oil city was about to be put into development.

They'll lose out big time if they leave now.

Moreover, once you leave Oriental Paradise, it won't be so easy to trade and exchange for food with them again.

It took three days to finally give the entire Oriental Paradise a fresh new look.

They also excavated the previously abandoned wells at Oriental Paradise.

However, due to a lack of well-digging equipment, their progress was extremely slow.

After four months of drought and high temperatures, the wells previously used by Oriental Paradise have long since dried up.

The well that was dug was only a dozen meters deep, so it's normal that there's no water in this dry weather.

But this place is only about 20 kilometers away from the Yangtze River. In theory, if we dig deeper, we should be able to find water.

After Chen Er and his group moved into Oriental Paradise, they also considered taking inspiration from the oil city and digging ditches to connect to the Yangtze River.

But
One problem is the lack of manpower; none of these people have any construction experience.

On the other hand, that's the Yangtze River, a place teeming with zombies.

Building a dock to fetch water amidst so many zombies is far more difficult than doing so in Oil City, the headquarters, or the North.

Out of desperation, they can only hope that the oil city will send people to help dig a well.

The night was deep.

Inside the original central building of Oriental Paradise.

Chen Er tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Finally, he got up and walked to the window that was boarded up, looking at the moonlight through the crack.

The moon has been exceptionally bright in recent months.

He wanted to go out for a walk, but he didn't dare to leave his room at night.

The walls of Oriental Paradise have not yet been equipped with smart mobile switches or ultraviolet lights, so it is entirely possible that zombies could climb over the walls and get in at night.

Therefore, they all stayed indoors and dared not go out.

He took a sip of wine, exhaling the fumes, and muttered:

I wonder what time they'll arrive tomorrow.

"Phew, with only two militia battalions here, this is too difficult to handle."

"Things will be easier once the second batch of support personnel arrives."

Chen Er couldn't sleep, so he rummaged through his suitcase and found a bottle of his treasured foreign liquor.

I poured myself half a glass and sipped it.

He puffed out smoke, looking at the items in the room.

Suddenly, he remembered Tiger again.

"Tiger, we're back."

His voice choked with emotion, especially after drinking some alcohol, he missed Tiger even more.

On the wall, there is still a photo of Tiger, a faded and blackened photo in which Tiger is smiling.

Things have changed, and people are no longer the same.
"Tiger Lord, I'm so sorry, I couldn't protect Xiaoxue."

He remembered the words Tiger had spoken to them via radio before he passed away.

Xiaoxue is the youngest, so you older brothers should take good care of her.

[I'm leaving now. You are Xiaoxue's family; you are her support.]

No matter what, never forget the path you came from.

Sorrow arises from within, sorrow upon sorrow.

He sat on the ground, weeping bitterly.

In this familiar room, he had played chess with Tiger, drunk wine with Tiger, and discussed important matters.

His voice, appearance and demeanor are still vivid in my memory.

Ugh.
The next day.

Oil City.

Guo Peng and the Imperial Concubine got up early and went to the trading market's storage area, where their electric truck had been charging the night before.

This trip to Oriental Paradise was unsuccessful as there were no charging stations available.

The round trip is nearly 1200 kilometers.

It must be fully charged!

"Hey, why aren't these trucks fully loaded with supplies?" Guo Peng asked, looking at the dozens of electric trucks with some surprise.

The imperial concubine rolled her eyes. "Didn't I tell you yesterday when you came back from the trading market that you were going to bring people with you this time?"

"Oh, I remember now." Guo Peng had drunk some wine last night and was in a daze after returning to the oil city. He couldn't remember what the concubine had said.

"Get in the car, get in the car, let's go!" Guo Peng shouted to his men.

Everyone got into the cars, and the vehicles drove off in a grand procession to the buffer city.

The support personnel heading to Oriental Paradise were already waiting in the buffer city.

Involving various fields:

Skilled construction workers, as well as zombie generator assemblers and maintainers.

Administrative staff, mechanical repairmen, and materials auditors
There were even a few inspectors from the Supervision Department who were transferred from the headquarters of the Dazhangshu base.

In total, there are about five hundred people.

A large portion of these people were temporarily transferred there and would return to their original locations after about six months.

Their purpose in going there was to replicate the experiences of Dazhangshu and the oil city, to reorganize the area from scratch, level the ground, establish systems, plan the area well, and implement them effectively.

Also.

The transport truck was loaded with many items that Oriental Paradise urgently needed.

The equipment used for digging wells is too large for scavengers to transport.

Moreover, there are hundreds of tons of water. The Oriental Paradise area is short of water, and relying on the residents to secretly run to the Yangtze River to fetch water like odd jobs is not a long-term solution.

It's still very dangerous.

Therefore, digging a well is an imperative!
In addition to water, well-digging equipment, and food, the transport trucks also carried zombie generators, smart mobile switches, ultraviolet lamps, charging stations, and more.

These are all standard infrastructure features of the Great Camphor Tree's base.

As long as you are a branch base of the Big Camphor Tree faction, water and electricity supply will not be a problem, and security will be even less of a problem.

The convoy drove up to the support personnel, and the imperial concubine got out of the car.

"Are you the head of this support team?" the Imperial Concubine asked.

The tall, thin young man who was in the lead extended his hand.
"Hello, Captain Guifei, my name is Zhang Shi, a level-two supervisor in the infrastructure department of the oil city."

Zhang Shinai was one of the early members of the trading market and had participated in the early storm defense battle of Oil City.
At that time, the trading market did not have intelligent mobile guillotines. To stop the zombies, they could only recruit survivors to climb the walls and suppress them. He survived that battle and was promoted to Level 4 personnel.

Back then, these survivors could only get two tortillas when they went into battle.

How difficult it was.

Time has passed, and he has worked on the construction site for a long time. Now he has become a level-two supervisor and a level-three member of the camphor tree force, with the authority to enter the oil city.

The imperial concubine looked at the young man, whose face bore a maturity and world-weariness that belied his age.

Even his tone and gestures made him seem extremely experienced.

The imperial concubine shook hands with him and reminded him:

"Hello, let them get on the bus. Tell them not to wander off, and even if the bus stops midway, they should not move around without orders."

Zhang Shi nodded. "I've already explained everything beforehand, so don't worry."

Upon hearing this, the Imperial Concubine thought to herself:
He is indeed experienced and quite steady in his work. Sending him to Oriental Paradise was a wise choice.

(End of this chapter)