Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 2162 The New Year is approaching, and the infrastructure construction frenzy is accelerating!
The new year is approaching.

The entire area of ​​Dazhang County was filled with the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

Oil City.

Many of the roadside trees in the city are adorned with red lanterns, which flutter in the wind and create a festive atmosphere.

The radio was also playing music full of the festive spirit of the New Year.

Good luck!

"Congratulations on your fortune!"

In the shops in the commercial area, many New Year's goods are also on display for sale in the general stores.

People came and went, their faces filled with anticipation for the New Year.

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Chinese New Year means family reunion, but for many people, they will never be able to gather their whole family together again in their lifetime.

Currently, the entire camphor tree area is accelerating construction, and all the transportation and construction personnel are extremely busy.

They cannot return to the base to celebrate the Lunar New Year.

In the past month, the entire construction department has issued the strictest notice, prohibiting any construction personnel from taking leave.

You can only take leave to recuperate if you are sick or injured.

Everyone else must stay on the construction site and work.

Residential area of ​​the oil city.

Liu Benshan's wife, Zhao Qian, had just returned from work at the shoe and hat factory in the evening when she was attracted by a group of people gathered at the entrance of the residential area.

She asked her colleague, who was also leaving work, with curiosity:

"Sister Lan, what's going on over there?"

Liu Lan didn't know either, and shook her head, saying, "I don't know either, whatever."

Zhao Qian thought about it and realized that her son should be back in his dormitory by now.

She had promised her son a couple of days ago that she would take him to a snack shop in the commercial district for a meal.

So he followed Liu Lan into the residential area.

However, as they passed the entrance, they heard a loudspeaker blaring from the noisy area there: "New Year's goods collection: Anyone at level three or above, or anyone with family members working in the construction department or other official positions, may come and collect their New Year's goods!"

Zhao Qian stopped in her tracks upon hearing the horn.

She thought of her husband, a Level 3 staff member who worked in the construction department.

Then he turned to Liu Lan beside him and said:
"Sister Lan, I'm going to pick up my New Year's goods. Do you want to come with me? Isn't your husband also with the official transportation department? He should be able to pick them up too."

Liu Lan smiled and said, "Yes, yes, let's go take a look."

It's been ten years since the apocalypse, and with the support of other branch bases, Oil City is not lacking in supplies.

However, some supplies are not traded in the market and can only be obtained by holding a certain position.

The two lined up, gave their respective point numbers and their husband's point number, and then received their New Year's gifts.

"Xiaoqian, your husband is indeed a Level 3 personnel. Your New Year's goods are much more presentable than mine." Liu Lan said with some envy as she looked at the items in Zhao Qian's hands.

Zhao Qian sighed and said:
"Benshan went back to the oil city just a few days ago and then went to support Oriental Paradise again. If I could, I would rather use all the New Year's goods I have to bring him back."

Seeing her state, Liu Lan advised her:

“Then I’ll switch with you. My wife gets annoyed every time she sees him. Your Benshan is much better. He’s already a Level 3 staff member and is in management in the construction department. Although he can’t come back, there are gains and losses.”

"I know." Zhao Qian carried the New Year's goods in her hands and walked towards Area A.

Area A, Area B, and Area C are separated.

Liu Lan and Zhao Qian lived in different districts, so they parted ways at the entrance of the residential complex.

The three tiers of residential areas are so distinct that even newcomers to the oil city can easily distinguish which neighborhood is more upscale.

This can be seen from the distance between the buildings in these three districts.

The building spacing in Area A is five times that of Area C.

The building spacing in Area A is similar to that of some ordinary residential areas before the apocalypse, with greenery, streetlights, and some decorations in between.

However, the housing in Area C is similar to that of the urban villages before the apocalypse.

The closest point between the buildings is less than two meters, just enough for two or three people to pass side by side.

Upon entering the residential area, Zhao Qian noticed that many people were carrying similar New Year's goods as she was.

Most of the residents in this community are Level 3 residents.

She was holding two jin of cured meat, two jin of candy, two jin of multigrain crisps, half a jin of candied fruit, and some food packaged in sealed bags.

Cured meat isn't cheap; in the oil city, frozen meat costs 25 points per pound.

Moreover, they are often unavailable, and sometimes you have to queue for a long time at the butcher shop to buy them.

Every day before noon, the meat is sold out.

Cured pork is even more expensive, as it requires a lot of salt to cure.

It can be stored for a long time, and you can even cut it into pieces and eat it raw if you want.

In the trading market, it would cost at least 35 points to buy one pound of this stuff.

All things considered, the New Year's goods Liu Lan had were worth at least 150 points in the Oil City commercial district.

Building 13, Area A.

She returned to her dormitory and immediately saw her son sitting on the bed doing his homework.

"Xiaoqiang," she called softly with a smile.

Liu Qiang looked up and saw his mother. He exclaimed with delight, "Mom, you're finally back! I'm starving!"

Zhao Qian put the New Year's goods she was holding on the ground and rubbed Liu Qiang's head.

"Let's go eat, let's go to that snack shop you want to eat at."

"Yay! Where's Daddy? When is Daddy coming back?"

"Your father might need a few more months." Zhao Qian put the New Year's goods in the cupboard and locked it. "Let's go."

The commercial district was bustling with people.

Liu Lan brought her son Liu Qiang to the snack shop.

The snack shop was crowded, and they had to wait in line for quite a while before they could get in.

A group of people passed by outside the store, looking around with shock in their eyes.

Anyone could tell at a glance that these people were newcomers who had just joined the camphor tree faction.

Everyone was used to it, but the accents of these people surprised everyone; they were clearly Taiwanese.

More than a month ago, Lao Bi led a helicopter squadron to Treasure Island.

They brought Zhang Dongting and his hundreds of men back to the headquarters.

He then took Zhang Dongting to Baby Island several times to transport some of the high-tech equipment there back to the headquarters.

On their subsequent journey to Treasure Island, they encountered several survivors.

In addition, they sprayed some advertisements about the big camphor tree on Baby Island, so many survivors wanted to join the big camphor tree.

Old Bi then led twenty helicopters, making daily round trips to Baby Island for over a month.

Bring some equipment and supplies from Treasure Island, as well as survivors willing to go to the Great Camphor Tree faction, to the Great Camphor Tree faction.

A large portion of them were taken to the oil city.

The remaining highly educated professionals with relevant skills were transferred to the headquarters base.

Over the past month, thousands of survivors have been transported from Baby Island to Oil City.

From the perspective of the Great Camphor Tree, population development is a core strategic issue, so attracting more survivors to the Great Camphor Tree faction is in line with their strategy.

On the other hand, the sea fog is gradually spreading, and if the survivors of Treasure Island are not brought to the Big Camphor Tree, they will have a hard time surviving on Treasure Island.

Main street of the commercial district.

A dozen or so survivors from Treasure Island looked on curiously at the various things happening on the street.

"Holy crap, I'm totally dumbfounded! This oil city is just too..." A little girl stared wide-eyed, unable to find the right words to describe her shock.

A man leading the way cleared a path through the crowd, occasionally saying something.

"Could you please let me through?"

"Ah Kui, hurry up!" the man in front shouted to the group behind. The adorable little girl tugged at the sleeve of a young man in front of her with her right hand, staring wide-eyed at everything around her.

"Are you hungry?" the young man asked, turning to look at his sister.

The adorable little girl nodded quickly, "Mhm."

Her eyes were fixed on Xie Dongming's barbecue restaurant.

Xie Dongming is quite talented; he created this barbecue restaurant and made full use of the characteristics of barbecue.

With the chimney facing outwards, the smell of barbecue can be smelled for half the street.

Not only that, he also arranged for the chefs to grill and barbecue on the right side of the store entrance, so that passersby could easily see them grilling and processing the food.

This allows everyone to intuitively feel that they are freshly baked.

It creates a visual and olfactory impact on residents, attracting them to come in.

The young man saw his sister looking towards the barbecue restaurant and laughed:

"Let's go eat barbecue. We just came here and applied for a points loan. It seems we can use points to make purchases."

As he spoke, he grabbed the man leading the way:

"Brother Deng, we've been walking for so long, let's get something to eat."

The man in the lead nodded. "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

The young man looked towards the barbecue restaurant, while the man's brows furrowed slightly.

"We probably can't afford it. I just checked the prices here, and they're all quite high."

"Hmm, go check the price first." The man noticed that Aoi behind the young man seemed to really want to eat it.

To be honest, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he smelled the barbecue.

He hadn't eaten meat in a long time.

"Then I'll go check the prices." After saying this to his older brother, the young man led his younger sister through the crowd.

Standing in front of Xie Dongming's barbecue restaurant, there is a price list on the left side of the entrance.

Freshly grilled pork belly: 1.5 points.

Freshly baked chicken wings: 1.5 points.

A whole chili pepper: 0.5 points.

[Roasted Lamb Kidneys: 20 points.]

He stared at the price list, speechless.

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A skewer of pork belly consists of just four tiny, incredibly thin slices of pork belly, which can be finished in one bite.

This was definitely the smallest pork belly skewer he had ever seen.

This thing costs 1.5 points!
Why don’t you go and rob it!
He only had enough points to buy 3 skewers, which meant he'd be out of money in just three bites!

The younger sister also saw the price and, understandingly, pulled her older brother away.

Although the aroma of the sizzling pork belly was even stronger up close.

But she knew that these things were beyond their means.

These meat skewers are so small that it would probably take a dozen people pooling all their points to buy one for one person to get full.

Upon seeing the young man return, the leader asked:

"how much is it?"

The young man answered in a muffled voice:
"1.5 points per skewer, 20 points per skewer of lamb kidneys."

Even Harden, who was somewhat prepared, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise upon hearing the price:
"So expensive!"

But then he thought about it again and realized it was normal.

After all, this is the apocalypse, and there are so many people in Oil City.

Meat products are naturally scarce, so it's normal for them to be expensive.

The man patted the young man on the shoulder reassuringly and said:
“Let’s go. The handbook they gave us mentions a basic food supply store. They say the tortillas there are only 0.25 points each. Let’s go buy some.”

"Hmm." The young man didn't object. They were newcomers and were already quite grateful to have a place to stay here.

In their eyes, corn tortillas are already considered a top-notch delicacy.

He couldn't understand why it was so cheap, costing only 0.25 points each.

Not only him, but most of the survivors who had just entered the camphor tree faction felt that a cornbread costing 0.25 points was incredibly cost-effective after seeing the prices of other items in the commercial area of ​​the base.

Every survivor who joins the camphor tree faction can apply for a points-based loan.

Although the loan interest rates are higher, they are all able to accept them.

You can usually get a loan of five points, and five points can buy 20 tortillas.

Moreover, the cornbread from Dazhangshu is extremely substantial, and it makes you feel very full after eating it.

If you ask any long-time resident of the oil city, they will know very well that this tortilla shop in the commercial district of the oil city has never raised its prices since it was established.

As the oil city developed, the prices of some other commodities increased two or three times, or even four or five times.

But the price of this corn tortilla hasn't increased for years.

It has always been 0.25 points per piece.

No matter which branch of the camphor tree I went to, the price of corn tortillas never changed.

This is a basic principle established by Li Yu: to ensure that survivors at the bottom of society can also survive.

Even if they don't have many points, they can still buy tortillas relatively cheaply.

Putting aside whether it tastes good or not, this corn tortilla can save many people's lives.

This fundamental principle will not change in the past, present, or future.

First, let everyone survive; only by surviving can there be hope.

three days later.

The No. 3 suburban plantation of the oil city is officially completed!

Due to limited space, the construction site for the ring fortress could only accommodate so many workers. Therefore, all the workers from the plantation construction site outside the city were transferred to the newly established Oil City-Northwest Railway Track Project.

Although these workers were previously mainly engaged in building construction, their experience in train track repair was not entirely relevant.

However, these people belonged to the Fourth Construction Bureau under the Big Camphor Tree Construction Office. They were all organized, disciplined, and experienced workers who obeyed orders.

Even though they had never been involved in train track repairs before, it was still much better than just recruiting some inexperienced residents from the oil city.

Moreover, while train repair and reinforcement require specialized technicians, much of the work is repetitive and doesn't require much technical skill.

Bringing these tens of thousands of people there can speed up the progress of the Oil City-Northwest Railway Track Project.

Also.

Oriental Paradise doesn't need any workers right now.

Since Ju Tianrui was transferred there, the entire construction department of Oriental Paradise has been in a frenzy.

In two months, the outer wall of Oriental Paradise was completed from scratch, and water and electricity, watchtowers, and intelligent mobile switches were installed.

Then there are the six fortresses in the slow-moving city that have been constantly being pushed forward, never stopping, and continuously catching up with the progress.

This month, Ju Tianrui even stationed himself at the railway track construction site in the oil city-Oriental Paradise.

Over the past few months, 20,000 experienced workers have been transferred from the headquarters and the oil city.

Including the 20,000 workers recruited at Oriental Paradise, a total of 40,000 people were working on the construction site.

On the train track repair side, the original repair team of 5,000 people was later expanded to include tens of thousands more.

A total of 15,000 people work on the Petroleum City-Oriental Paradise train track.

Two-thirds of the work is now complete.

It is expected to be completed in another month.

Shan Ziming and Zhang Yunxiang spent a full six months repairing the train tracks from the headquarters to the oil city.

Although the distance from the headquarters to the oil city is not as long as the distance from the oil city to the Oriental Paradise.

However, the repair work on the train track between the Oil City and Oriental Paradise was reduced to only half of what it was before:
Three months!
Ju Tianrui and Shan Zimo played a significant role in this.

(End of this chapter)