Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 2069: The Oil City School Opens!
The morning sun was blazing.

Inside a residential building within the buffer zone.

The morning sunlight streamed onto the windowsill, which was spotless and reflected a golden light that was almost blinding.

In the morning light, everyone in the room was busy. Some people hadn't brushed their teeth and were eating leftover cornbread from yesterday, while others put on a t-shirt, picked up their toiletries, and went out.

Some people were still lying in bed sleeping, but the sunlight outside was too strong, so they shielded their eyes with their hands and leaned against the wall to sleep.

A nimble middle-aged woman, after putting her hair up, used freshly drawn water to wipe the face of a girl who looked about eight or nine years old.

After wiping her face, she skillfully poured the hot water from the thermos into a stainless steel basin, then broke the multigrain cake into pieces and soaked them in the basin.

After doing all this, she stroked the little girl's dry, yellow hair and said with a loving expression:

"Yunyun, you must behave well at school. It's a rare opportunity to go to school, so you must study hard."

Yunyun pouted and said:
"Mom, but what's the use of learning all that stuff?"

The woman said patiently:
"It's useful! Of course it's useful. Before, we were always busy escaping and didn't have time to teach you to read properly. Now that we've finally settled down in this oil city, you must study hard!"

"If there are no more zombies and the world returns to peace and stability, how will you survive without knowledge and skills?"

The girl was precocious; after listening to her mother's words, she nodded thoughtfully.

"But will there really be no more zombies in the future?"

She was somewhat skeptical because, as far back as she could remember, zombies had existed in the world, and she had always imagined that the world was one of constant migration and that it would take a great deal of effort to obtain food.

Sometimes, they even have to fight with others to get food.

After hearing her question, the woman paused for a few seconds before answering:
"Yes, isn't this oil city very powerful? Don't you like your life now?"

The pale and thin girl nodded vigorously:
"I love it! There's so much delicious food here, we can get a good night's sleep, and we can even take a shower. It's so comfortable!"

The girl's face was full of contentment; she had never felt so at peace since she could remember.

They had slept in dark basements, in cellars, and even spent a night trembling in rooms surrounded by zombies, barely daring to breathe.

They were starving for several days, and survived by eating tree bark and grass roots during the most difficult times.

The woman felt a pang of guilt upon seeing the happy expression on her daughter's face.

She blamed herself, blaming herself for not providing her daughter with good living conditions.

I once regretted giving birth to her, because from the moment she was born I have been living a life of constant ups and downs with her, never having a single good day.

Until we arrived in this oil city.

Thanks to her previous experience as a professional fashion designer, she found a job at a clothing factory in the trading market, which provided her with a stable income, allowing them to finally settle down in the oil city.

"Eat up!" The woman placed the softened multigrain pancake in the little girl's hand.

Then fold the bedding neatly on the bed.

The little girl ate half of it and then said to the woman:

"Mom, here you go."

"No need, our factory has good benefits, and they provide breakfast in the morning," the woman said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the girl ate all the remaining multigrain cakes, not even leaving a drop of water.

Although she is only nine years old, she already has eight years of living experience in the apocalypse.

They have a deep understanding of the value of food.

The mother and daughter packed their things and left the room.

The sun outside was blazing; it was already hot at just past seven in the morning.

The woman held her child's hand and followed the flow of people toward the entrance of the trading market.

At this time, the market gates are open, and there is no need to go through security checks.

The main gate has a large flow of people, partly those going into the city to work in factories, and a large part of the rest going to the commercial area to buy things.

Although most of the factories moved from the trading market after the buffer city was established.

However, a small number of light industrial factories remained in the trading market.

Moreover, the people living in the buffer city could only buy daily necessities and food at the trading market.

The market gates usually close at 10 p.m.

If people don't leave the trading market by this time, then those living in the buffer city will have to stay in the trading market.

On her way into town, the woman ran into an acquaintance.

"Oh, Sister Sun, are you taking your daughter to school?"

Sun Ruohan looked up and saw her colleague Zhao Jieyu, who also worked in the factory. She smiled and nodded, saying:
"Yeah, why are you up so early today too?"

Zhao Jieyu pointed in the direction of the trading market: "I need to buy pain relief ointment for my husband. He fell while working at the construction site and has been complaining of pain for the past two days."

The two chatted casually for a while, and then parted ways after entering the trading market.

The school at the trading market was built near a residential area in the eastern district.

The houses in the eastern part of the trading market are also considered to be in a good school district.

Unlike those who live in the buffer zone, you don't have to walk 3 kilometers here every morning.

The school consists of five buildings, which are long and narrow in shape. Each building has seven floors and houses primary and intermediate schools. As for the advanced school, it is currently only located at the headquarters.

The education system here adopts the same system as the headquarters base in Dazhangshu, and even the textbooks are the same.

It was peak time for students to enter the school, and many students were walking into the school gates.

Sun Ruohan saw her daughter off at the gate, offered a few words of encouragement, and then left.

"Mom, I'll come by myself starting tomorrow. I've already done it several times. Besides, this is an oil city, it's very safe!"

The school was located on the edge of the eastern district, but the garment factory was on the westernmost edge of the trading market.

Each time she dropped off her daughter, Sun Ruohan had to cross the entire trading market to reach the garment factory.

This also meant that after dropping her daughter off, she would rush to the garment factory.

Otherwise, points will be deducted if you are late.

Sun Ruohan was taken aback, then smiled and nodded, saying:
"Row."

Oil City is indeed very safe. Its rules and regulations are extremely strict, and the penalties are severe, making the cost of crime so high that no one dares to take the risk.

After speaking with her daughter, she turned and ran wildly toward the garment factory.

As Yunyun watched her mother run away, a look of heartache flashed in her big eyes.

"Liu Yun, what are you standing there for?" A male classmate next to her, covered in sweat, ran up to her and greeted her.

"It's nothing." Liu Yun glanced at the male classmate, then turned and walked towards the teaching building.

"Hey, so arrogant." The male student wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed him into the teaching building.

ding ding ding-

The school bell rang, signaling the start of today's Chinese character recognition class.

Most of the children sitting in the classroom were between 7 and 11 years old, some of whom were born after the apocalypse.

These children rarely make noise; their precocious nature has diminished their childlike instincts.

It may take some time before they gradually adapt.

Zhou Xuan arrived at the podium as the school bell rang. Behind the podium hung a portrait of a person.

That portrait was none other than Li Yu, the city lord and leader of the Great Camphor Tree faction.

Zhou Xuan always feels a sense of disorientation whenever she comes here for class.

He never dreamed that, as a teacher before the apocalypse, he would still be able to stand on the podium and do his old job in the eighth year of the apocalypse.

"Attend class."

"stand up."

"Hello teacher."

Zhou Xuan stepped down from the podium, turned her back to the students, and looked at Li Yu's photo.

"Okay, let's start singing 'The Song of the Big Camphor Tree'."

"The Big Camphor Tree Base is a lighthouse, standing tall beneath these ruins!"

As he began to speak, his voice gradually rose, and his mouth opened wide.

The students behind them sang along:

"Lord Li, you are our navigator, leading us through perilous situations."

"The light of wisdom shines in your eyes; every decision you make will be correct." "The great camphor tree, your lush and verdant home, shelters us from the wind and rain. The people here are no longer afraid, for you protect them."

"The Song of the Big Camphor Tree" is a song that students at the school are required to sing during the first period of the morning.

They instilled loyalty in the students to Li Yu and brainwashed them into submission.

Even after singing it many times, the students still looked at Li Yu's photo with reverence.

It was this man who saved them, built this safe base, and enabled them to have enough to eat, live in safe houses, and go to school.

After finishing the song, Zhou Xuan skillfully addressed the students:
"it is good."

"Everyone, turn to page thirteen. We'll be learning today."

On the way to class.

A sudden commotion in the corridor caught Zhou Xuan's attention.

The eighty-odd students in the class all looked up at the window.

"Lord, this entire building houses a primary school. I'll inform the teachers to temporarily suspend classes; the children are very eager to see you."

Li Yu's voice rang out, "Don't disrupt their class. I just came to check on things temporarily. Don't make such a commotion."

As they were talking, Li Yu had already reached the classroom door.

Behind him followed Lu Haiping, the principal of the Oil City School.

Zhou Xuan was shocked when he saw Li Yu.

He quickly went over and said, "City, City Lord."

He was so nervous that he could barely speak.

Meanwhile, the students in the classroom were in an uproar.

"Is that the city lord?"

"Wow, wow, wow! That's the city lord alive! This is the first time I've ever seen one!"

"The city lord is so tall! He looks really... really powerful!" A child struggled for a long time, racking his brains but still couldn't come up with a good adjective.

Wow! So cool!

"Lord City Lord! You're amazing!"

Inside the classroom, the children all left their seats and crowded around to come over.

Seeing this, Lu Haiping, who was behind Li Yu, quickly reprimanded him:

"Sit back in your seats and maintain classroom discipline!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan quickly stopped the agitated students, glaring at them and shouting:

"Get back to your seats! If anyone doesn't, I'm going to call their parents!"

Upon hearing this, the children retreated to their seats in fear.

But her eyes remained burning as she looked at Li Yu.

Looking into those ardent and sincere eyes, Li Yu felt quite pleased.

The education department has done a very good job; it seems that its image has been well-shaped in the minds of the children.

He smiled and said to Zhou Xuan:
"I've come over to say a few words to the children."

Zhou Xuan nodded excitedly and said:
"Yes, Lord City Lord, we couldn't be happier."

He quickly made way for Li Yu to stand on the podium.

This was also the first time he had seen Li Yu in person; he had only seen her in photos before.

Li Yu stood on the podium, smiling as he addressed the students:

"Hello, students."

The classroom erupted in a unified shout:
"Hello, City Lord!"

The sound was enormous, loud enough to lift the roof off.

Li Yu's ears also hurt from the shock.

"Classmates, do you know why we have to go to school?" Li Yu asked the children with a gentle tone and a smile.

The students below answered excitedly, one by one:
"For the great city lord!"

"In order to fulfill the Lord's grand dream and restore peace to humanity."

"To learn knowledge and skills so that I can serve the city lord when I grow up!"

Li Yu's lips twitched slightly as he stood on the podium.
He could tell that the children were speaking from the heart.

He was just a little worried that he might be putting too much pressure on the Ministry of Education.

This brainwashing education seems to have gone a bit too far.

Hunan Province.

Chenzhou City.

The midday sun shines through the distorted glass curtain wall, casting dagger-shaped spots of light on the street.

The heat emanating from the asphalt road surface caused the air to distort slightly, with charred rubber particles suspended in the air.

The city was deserted, with fallen trees lining the streets. There were no zombies, no humans, only the occasional elk leaping by.

Boom boom boom!
A massive convoy, kicking up a cloud of dust, came to a stop at the central intersection of the city.

Old Xie, wearing a hat, casually stepped out of the car, took out a walkie-talkie from his chest pocket, and shouted loudly:
"Conduct a thorough search! Don't miss a single building or factory!"

Subsequently.

This convoy of over two thousand people was divided into hundreds of teams, looting supplies from building to building and factory to factory.

It was impossible for their group of over two thousand people to bring all the usable supplies they found back to the headquarters base in Dazhangshu at once.

They first transported the usable supplies they had collected to an open space on the outskirts of the city.

Then, professionals will assess whether the items are valuable. Items without value will be discarded, while those with value will be categorized and organized.

Then, some drivers will transport these supplies back to headquarters.

The entire search operation had no time limit; how much usable supplies they could bring back depended entirely on when the zombies in the ocean would come ashore.

This was an unprecedented opportunity, and they had never been so brazen in looting supplies.

Since the zombies have all fled to the ocean, and the land is safe, they can spend the night in the city without worry.

Inside a Duomi eSports arena in downtown Chenzhou.

Search team number 25, the third group of five people ran in.

The store's glass was broken, and a musty smell hit you.

The instant noodles and other snacks on the counter were gone, and even the items in the vending machines were gone.

but!

Rows of LCD computers sat safely on the table.

"Holy crap! We're rich! This place hasn't been damaged at all!"

"Hahaha, I remember that electronic equipment was one of the items on the list of supplies to be collected. These computers and mainframes look like they can still be used."

Team leader Feng Qian walked to the computer desk, which was covered with a thick layer of dust.

He wiped the dust off the LCD screen and carefully inspected it.

There was no damage, and the main unit below also seemed to be fine.

It seems that this e-sports room located on the 5th floor was indeed unaffected by the flood.

Computer hardware (such as CPU and graphics card) is typically designed to operate at temperatures between 95 and 100 degrees Celsius. The previous high temperatures should not have damaged the hardware.

However, after so many years, the hardware may face the problem of aging.

However, as long as the computer can be turned on and there are still usable parts inside, these computers have value.

After checking several computers and finding that the data was relatively intact, he excitedly shouted to his team members behind him:

"Have Brother Long bring the car over. We deserve a reward for all these computers!"

Although they came with the official convoy to collect supplies, if they found anything particularly valuable, they would receive additional points as a reward on top of their fixed wages.

With so many computers, the points rewards would certainly be substantial.

(End of this chapter)