Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 2085 is almost bursting at the seams!
Two o'clock in the morning.

The blood moon is in the sky.

On a highway in northern Luzhou.

A convoy is heading towards Oriental Paradise.

Bathed in the blood-red moonlight, the convoy was enormous, stretching for several kilometers.

Two high-powered searchlights were mounted on top of the armored vehicle at the very front of the convoy, shining into the distance.

Every car had its lights on, and from a distance it looked like a long, glowing dragon.

The two searchlights at the very front resembled the two long whiskers of a dragon.

In one of the cars, Xiao Hu checked the time and picked up the walkie-talkie to contact Zuo Ruxue:

"Old Zuo, isn't it about time? Let's stop for a while and let the brothers rest for five minutes."

After hearing Xiao Hu's message, Zuo Ruxue in the other car also checked the time and rolled down the window to look at her surroundings.

They found themselves in the middle of a wide plain, and replied:

"Okay, let's park here."

There are also rules for parking transport convoys.

Although most zombies have now moved to the ocean, they are rarely found on land.

But they still maintained their old habits.

First, it will never park in places with a narrow view: such as in a valley, a place surrounded by mountains, or a place with a dense cluster of buildings.

In such a place, a bunch of zombies could very well emerge from some hidden corner.

These are lessons learned from their past practical experience.

Second, it will absolutely not stop at the foot of a mountain, by a river, or on a bridge.

Landslides are possible in such areas, as the large number and weight of vehicles can easily cause such incidents.

As Xiao Hu relayed the order, the entire convoy gradually came to a stop.

The transport workers, who had been holding it in for a long time, quickly got off the vehicle to relieve themselves.

On the 78th car at the front of the convoy.

A driver dressed in combat gear jumped off the electric truck.

After getting off the bus, he deftly unbuckled his belt, relieved himself, and skillfully pulled a pack of cigarettes from his right pocket.

He took a cigarette out of his mouth and lit it with a lighter.

The smoke dissipated under the car headlights.

On both sides of the vehicle, there was a row of people taking care of their personal hygiene.

"Give me one." The driver of the nearby transport truck walked over and said to the driver of truck number 78.

Driver Song Biao glanced at him and, without being stingy, tossed the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.

Wang Feng, the driver of car number 77, accepted the cigarette without ceremony and took it out.

Then he walked over with a grin and said:
"Old Song, give me your lighter."

Song Biao fastened his belt, took two puffs of his cigarette, and blew the smoke towards Wang Feng, cursing:

"No smoke, and you don't even have a lighter? Damn it!"

As he spoke, he handed over the lighter with some displeasure.

"Hehe, it just fell out, didn't it?" Wang Feng, thick-skinned as ever, lit his cigarette and habitually stuffed the lighter and cigarette into his pocket.

At the same time, he casually looked up at the sky and said, "Look at this moon, a blood moon, it looks really eerie."

“Yes, Blood Moon.” Song Biao suddenly looked at Wang Feng, his eyes showing displeasure.
"You took my cigarette, fine, but you also took my lighter! You son of a bitch, give it back!"

Wang Feng coughed awkwardly and chuckled:

"It's just a habit, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"You did this on purpose! How many times have you taken my lighter?!" Song Biao took the cigarette and lighter, looking at Wang Feng with a wary expression.

The camphor tree base has been able to produce lighters for a long time.

In addition, the treatment of their transport battalion is on the same level as that of the combat battalion.

In addition to free meals and accommodation, they also receive other benefits, such as cigarettes.

In addition, they would receive some more valuable supplies such as chocolates, candies, and dried meat every now and then.

Wang Feng didn't want to continue arguing with Song Biao about the lighter.

Then he pointed to the blood moon in the sky and said:

"How do you think this blood moon is formed?"

"Could it be some kind of natural disaster again?"

Song Biao rolled his eyes and said, "How should I know?"

He twisted his neck and rubbed his slightly sore and swollen arms, saying:

"Those scavengers are really something else. They were doing a good job with transporting supplies to Oriental Paradise, but now they've all gone out to collect supplies."

"If these scavengers hadn't all gone off to look for supplies, our transport team wouldn't have had to take that extra route. It's exhausting!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng shared the same sentiment and sighed:
"Yes, we've been running the Dashi Line, Shibei Line, and Shixi Line, and now we're also running the Shidong Line. All three of our transport teams are now running transport at night."

Song Biao's expression shifted slightly, and he suddenly looked down at Wang Feng and said:

"Have you heard? Construction has begun on the train tracks for the headquarters base, with the first line leading to the oil city."

Wang Feng laughed:

"Do I need to hear about it? This news is no secret, everyone in the convoy knows it."

"This is great news. If the train line from the headquarters to the oil city is completed, we can avoid taking one route."

"You're so stupid!" Song Biao said, looking at Wang Feng with exasperation.
"The first line is finished, and train tracks will be built for the other branch bases as well! My cousin works in the construction department, and he told me that the various branch bases will be connected to each other by train!"

Wang Feng dismissed it, saying, "So what? Doesn't this make things much easier for us?"

Looking at Wang Feng, who seemed mentally challenged, Song Biao didn't really want to talk to him anymore.

But he couldn't suppress his true feelings and said:
"You really are something. Just think about it: once the railway tracks are completed, all the branch bases can transport supplies by train. Wouldn't our road transport fleets be rendered obsolete?"

"How could that be? There were railway and road transport before the apocalypse, they complemented each other, how could we be eliminated?" Wang Feng was puzzled and still didn't take Song Biao's words seriously.

Song Biao explained helplessly:
"It's different. Before the apocalypse, there were many cities and towns, so road transportation was very flexible and had an advantage."

But right now we only have five branch bases, and road transport isn't really offering much flexibility. Rail transport can completely replace us!

Wang Feng thought about it carefully, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"What you said seems to make sense."

Immediately afterwards, his brows relaxed:
"But what are you worried about?"
The leaders above will naturally make arrangements for us; we can't possibly be left with nowhere to go.

In any case, road transport is necessary.

Besides, we weren't originally a transport fleet!

“We all came from the Armed Forces Department. If the Transport Brigade is really disbanded as you said, even the worst place we can go is back to the Armed Forces Department.”

"However, given how many contributions we've made, how high our points are, and how good our benefits are now, the probability of us going to the Operations Department is actually quite high."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Song Biao looked at Wang Feng with some surprise. He always thought Wang Feng was a bit slow-witted.

Surprisingly, he had a pretty clear understanding of this matter.

zizi——

Xiao Hu's voice suddenly came through the walkie-talkie.

"Get ready to board, departure in 30 seconds!"

The other team members who were resting nearby quickly got into the car.

The conversation between Wang Feng and Song Biao was thus interrupted, and both quickly returned to their respective vehicles.

The convoy restarted and continued heading towards Oriental Paradise.

The blood-red moonlight was eerie.

However, Zuo Ruxue, Xiao Hu, and others in the convoy didn't seem to care about this.

They had already received a notification from the headquarters meteorological team and knew some of the reasons for the blood moon.

Essentially, it's due to a bunch of reasons, like the scattering of lunar rays by the atmosphere.

Xiao Hu didn't understand the specific principle behind it, but he knew that the appearance of the blood moon wasn't a natural disaster. As long as it wasn't a natural disaster, he was relieved.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The convoy drove smoothly without encountering any major setbacks along the way.

Five o'clock in the morning.

They arrived near Oriental Paradise.

The searchlights at Oriental Paradise illuminated extremely far, and the lights of the convoy were also extremely conspicuous and dazzling.

The guards on the wall of Oriental Paradise spotted the convoy ten kilometers away.

The guards quickly contacted Chen Er, who, upon receiving the message, ordered the guards under the wall to remove all the fences outside the gate.

These fences are to prevent scavengers from swarming into the base.

Therefore, a fence was used to separate the area, allowing scavengers to queue up and enter.

Now that the convoy has arrived, we naturally need to make more space outside the gate for it.

Ten minutes later.

The convoy arrived at the foot of the wall of Oriental Paradise.

Enter Oriental Paradise.

Xiao Hu rolled down the car window and stared in astonishment at the scene inside Oriental Paradise.

"How many more people have come to Oriental Paradise recently? It's so crowded."

On both sides of the road, there were sheds everywhere, and survivors were sleeping sprawled out around the sheds.

The central square was even more so, packed with people, making it look like a slum.

However, the situation improved considerably when the vehicles arrived at the supplies storage area.

There aren't many people here, but there's a ton of supplies.

Piled up like mountains.

Their convoy was barely able to pull over to the open space on the right.

discharge!

Chen Er personally came to greet Xiao Hu and the others.

"Brother Xiao, you guys are here pretty early. I thought you wouldn't arrive until after sunrise."

As he spoke, Chen Er took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and was about to offer one to Xiao Hu.

Unexpectedly, before he could hand it over...

Xiao Hu tossed a cigarette to Chen Er, saying, "Take mine."

Chen Er took it, put it in his mouth, and noticed that the smell was a bit off.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the tobacco inside was not made from corn silk.

“It’s specially supplied, grown on a small scale,” Xiao Hu explained.

Chen Er said enviously:

"Your transportation team has such good benefits, you even have this kind of tobacco."

Xiao Hu lit the fire himself and said:

"I didn't get much to say either. Why are there so many people at Oriental Paradise now? It was so crowded when we came in!"

"This can't go on!"

Chen Er said helplessly:

"I've been worried about this lately too. Do you know how many people are at Oriental Paradise right now?"

"How much?" Xiao Hu asked Chen Er curiously.

Chen Er took a drag of his cigarette in a sullen voice, raised his hand, and stood up with his five fingers.

"What? Fifty thousand? Last month you only made less than ten thousand, right? Now it's fifty thousand?"

"seriously!"

Chen Er nodded helplessly and said:
"Yes, just one month."

It's probably because there are too many people scavenging outside.

They came into contact with many survivors outside, who learned that collecting equipment and similar items could be exchanged for points and food, leading to a large influx of survivors into the area.

"Now, survivors in every nook and cranny probably know about us!"

"The Oriental Paradise region already had a large population base before the apocalypse, and a large number of survivors, after all, it's in Jiangnan."

"I'm having a real headache right now! We finally managed to finish the first phase of the Oriental Paradise project, and now so many people are flooding in. The current housing stock at Oriental Paradise simply can't handle this many people."

The buildings in the Oriental Paradise area are generally low-rise, mostly one or two stories high.

Otherwise, when Tiger was in charge, he wouldn't have kept so many refugees outside the walls.

There's simply not enough room!

So when these people came in, they had no rooms to stay in and had to sleep in the open air.

"Um," Xiao Hu frowned, "This Oriental Paradise isn't small, is it? Why not just tear down the buildings and build something taller?"

Chen Er smiled wryly:

"Yes, Oriental Paradise is indeed quite large with an area of ​​2,000 acres, but the buildings are too short!"
The houses in the trading market and residential areas of the oil city are seven or eight stories high. The number of people that can be housed in the same area is seven times that of this place!
Besides, the trading market in the oil city is much larger than this place!

Xiao Hu asked in confusion:
"That's the construction department's business. You can just report it to your superiors."

Chen Er replied:

"It has already been reported to higher authorities. According to the original plan, we gradually demolished and rebuilt it, which could actually accommodate a larger population."

But the population growth this month is just too fast; it's so fast that we can't keep up with the rate at which we're rebuilding."

As he spoke, Chen Er threw the cigarette, which was now just a single butt, on the ground and stomped it out.

continued:

"The current plan from headquarters is to send a batch of skilled construction workers to help with the construction, and at the same time recruit a new batch of workers here to speed up the construction."

"Another measure is the population migration plan, which involves formulating preferential policies to relocate people from here to the northwest, where there is a shortage of people."

"The number of people has surged by nearly 40,000 this month. I feel this is just the beginning. Next month, the number will only be more than it is now, definitely not less."

Xiao Hu nodded in amazement:
"The population growth rate here is even faster than that of the oil city! Old Chen, Oriental Paradise has potential!"

Chen Er rolled his eyes.

"But the infrastructure here is really too poor. At least the oil city took several years to develop, but Oriental Paradise just lacks time!"

"Oriental Paradise Park can't accommodate that many people right now!"

People are the productive force, and they are the core of a base's development.

The influx of so many people into Oriental Paradise was originally a good thing.

It can provide a sufficient workforce for Oriental Paradise.

However, Oriental Paradise's infrastructure was too poor; whether in agriculture, industry, or commerce, it was the worst among the several branch bases.

Developing these things takes time and effort; it's impossible to do it all at once.

You can't get fat overnight; everything takes time.

The influx of people in a short period of time was too great; Oriental Paradise simply couldn't handle it.

This makes it a waste for these people to stay here.

Xiao Hu noticed that Chen Er was a little annoyed, so he offered him another cigarette.

Comforting:
"Take it slow. Oriental Paradise can expand later."

Chen Er looked up at Xiao Hu, "Oh, right, I forgot to mention earlier that I have already submitted a proposal for the expansion of Oriental Paradise, and now we are just waiting for the management committee to approve it."

"If it passes, an outer city can be built in Oriental Paradise."

Xiao Hu was taken aback upon hearing this, recalling the scenes he had witnessed at other branch bases.

Whether it's the oil city, the Northwest, or Dazhangshu, large-scale construction projects are underway.

Even in the North, it's the same. The inner and outer cities of the North are large enough, and the infrastructure is relatively good, but the North is also building plantations outside the cities!
Is Oriental Paradise going to increase its construction investment now?
After a moment of stunned silence, he smiled and said:

"That's great, that's great. Once this area develops, you'll be the next head of the neighborhood committee!"

(End of this chapter)