Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Gesang Dorje stood anxiously outside the armored vehicle, waiting.

More than half an hour had passed, but the judge still hadn't gotten off the armored vehicle.

After witnessing the power of the Great Camphor Tree firsthand, he deeply felt the gap in strength between the Great Camphor Tree and the four forces in the Snow Region.

Joining the Big Camphor Tree would be extremely beneficial to their Stability Alliance.

Finally, the armored vehicle door was opened, and the judge stepped out, immediately spotting Gesang Dorje standing a dozen meters away.

"Well, Judge, is your superior willing to accept us?"

The judge smiled and nodded, saying:
“Our leader has agreed, and your requests are also fine.”

"only."

"But what?" When Gesang Dorje heard the judge agree, his originally happy heart immediately became anxious.

The judge stared at Gesang Dorje and said:

"From now on, the grain and livestock produced by the Stability Alliance will be suspended from trading with the other three forces. Apart from meeting the needs of the Stability Alliance itself, all other grain will be stored and will be arranged by our Great Camphor Tree later."

Upon hearing this, Gesang Dorje replied somewhat hesitantly:
"However, when I sought help from the Three Guardians Alliance and the Three Rivers Stone Alliance, I agreed to some conditions."

"What conditions?"

"The grain trading season will begin in two months. Give the Fan Yuan Three Guardians Alliance, the Ali Alliance, and the Sanjiang Stone Alliance an extra 30% of their grain," Gesang Dorje said, glancing at the judge.

“Our Stability Alliance has been trading grain with these three forces every six months, and this has never changed over the years. I am worried that if we unilaterally suspend grain trade with them, they will inevitably be dissatisfied and may even launch an attack against us.”

The judge chuckled lightly and said nonchalantly:

"What's there to be afraid of? The Stability Alliance is now under the jurisdiction of the Great Camphor Tree. If they have any objections, let them come to the Great Camphor Tree. If they dare to use force, humph!"

Gesang Dorje's eyes flickered slightly; he seemed to sense something unusual from what the judge had said.

Whether the Big Camphor Tree can defeat the other three forces is undoubtedly yes.

At this time, the Great Camphor Tree suddenly demanded that the Stability Alliance suspend the supply of grain to other forces, as the Three Rivers Stone Alliance would definitely not have enough grain to grow on its own.
It's about pushing these forces to their limits.

Or
Does the big camphor tree want those three forces to submit?
Thinking of this, Gesang Dorje gasped, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"I understand, I will follow the camphor tree's arrangement!"

"Hmm." The judge nodded in satisfaction, looked around, and continued:
"Don't make this public for now. There are still two months left, and things can change quickly in two months."

"Next, our Great Camphor Tree will also help you improve your strength as soon as possible!"

"That's wonderful!" Gesang Dorje was overjoyed to hear that the big camphor tree was going to give them real benefits, and he felt glad that he had made this decision.

“Oh, right,” the judge reminded him.

"Don't announce that the Stability Alliance has joined the Big Camphor Tree for now. We'll let you announce it when the time is right!"

"Understood," Gesang Dorje nodded vigorously.

the other side.

Xiao Jun's large force, led by the camphor tree, has officially arrived at the Hengduan Mountains. The most difficult part of the journey is about to begin.

The Hengduan Mountains are characterized by numerous cliffs and ravines, and many of the highways built before the apocalypse were located on cliff faces or in river valleys.

Inside one of the armored vehicles, the communications officer spoke to Xiao Jun:

"Commander Xiao and Squadron Leader Qu Xing have completed their mission and are now on their way back to headquarters."

"In addition, the headquarters in Dazhangshu sent an inquiry asking when we would arrive in Sanjiang Shimeng."

After looking at the map, Xiao Jun replied:
"We will arrive at Jitang Town, the easternmost pass of Sanjiang Shimeng, in two days."

"Ok."

After answering the communications officer's question, Xiao Jun's gaze fell on the scenery outside the armored vehicle.

To the right are steep cliffs, and to the left is the turbulent Lancang River. The road has not been repaired for many years, so many parts are cracked, and with the addition of fallen rocks, some parts of the road are full of potholes.

If it weren't for the dedicated cleanup team ahead, they would probably have wasted a lot of time clearing the rocks.

It's been almost a week since we left the big camphor tree, and we still haven't reached Sanjiang Shimeng.

There was nothing that could be done about it; the army had a large number of vehicles and personnel, and a lot of supplies on board.

In addition, it has been eleven years since the apocalypse, and the roads and roadbeds are in bad shape, full of potholes and difficult to travel on. The route into the Hengduan Mountains in Tibet is particularly difficult, with many people and vehicles. For safety reasons, the driving speed cannot be fast.

Before the apocalypse, there was no railway connecting the Hengduan Mountains to the east; only a highway allowed access.

Unless you can take a long detour, starting from Lijiang in the south, but that would be too far.

Jitang Town.
Xiao Jun picked up the data sheet on the table.

This information was obtained from the judges; Jitang Town was the first checkpoint for entering Tibet from the Sanjiang Stone Alliance.

Jitang Town is located at the intersection of two national highways, with the Lancang River on the right and towering mountains on the left.

National Highway 349 merges northward into National Highway 214, which runs north-south.

The town is long and narrow, and you have to pass through it to get into Tibet.

The gatekeeper was a man named Hei Biao, who had dozens of men under his command, mostly armed with cold weapons, with few firearms.

The judge had dealt with them before; this Black Tiger was quite quick-witted.

Perhaps we can persuade them directly to avoid having to bomb them.

Although nowadays, with the military strength of their Great Camphor Tree, they don't need to engage in much military diplomacy.

However, since the Sanjiang Stone Alliance will ultimately belong to them, killing too many people might have some impact on subsequent governance.

Therefore, Xiao Jun's orders were that it would be best to take them down peacefully; if they did not surrender, then the only option would be to suppress and conquer them by force.

Just as he was pondering this, the communications officer received a message from Zhou Dafu, who was on a reconnaissance and road-clearing mission ahead:
"Commander, there is a landslide on the right side of National Highway 349, which is 20 kilometers ahead. Zhou Dafu said it will take half an hour to clear it."

"Okay, then notify the entire team to slow down," Xiao Jun said.

"Ok."

"Show me the drone footage," Xiao Jun said to the drone operator beside him.

"Yes."

Western Sichuan.

Mount Gongga, the highest peak in Sichuan Province, reaches a height of 7500 meters.

This mountain, which reaches an altitude of 7500 meters, has different vegetation at different altitudes, forming a relatively diverse vertical vegetation zone.

Above the 5200-meter snow line, it is almost entirely ice and snow with very few plants, only a small amount of lichen and moss.

Between the 4000-meter forest belt and the 5200-meter belt, the vegetation consists of alpine meadows, where a large number of edible flowers and grasses grow.

At this moment, a group of people, dressed in thick clothes and carrying sickles, arrived at the alpine meadow vegetation area above 4000 meters.

One of them, a thin middle-aged man, walked at the front, occasionally squatting down to pinch off plants on the ground to observe them.

Behind him, two people followed closely on his left and right. Both of them had a black mark on their faces that looked like a tattoo. As for the others, their bodies also had more or less zombie-like characteristics.

But the gaunt middle-aged man at the front showed no signs of being zombified and looked no different from a normal person.

In the crowd, a man wearing a fur hat, leaning on a cane, panting heavily, questioned the gaunt middle-aged man irritably:
"Have you found it yet?"

The gaunt middle-aged man shook his head, a hint of nervousness on his face.
"If we climb a little further up, we should be able to get there."

"Fine, don't try anything funny. If you don't behave, your wife and kids are in our hands. If you don't listen... hmph!" Boss Zhou threatened with a cold look in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the gaunt middle-aged Jiang Xin's eyes flashed with anger, but since they had seized his weakness, he had no choice but to obey them.

After the apocalypse broke out, Jiang Xin and his family hid in the mountains. Later, when the number of zombies decreased, he came down the mountain and stayed in the village.

After the sea fog receded, vegetation grew wildly, and their food problem was completely solved. However,
As villagers living at the foot of Mount Gongga, they have always had the custom of going up the mountain to collect ginseng and fritillaria cirrhosa, and this custom continues even in the end times.

Because he collected some mutated Fritillaria cirrhosa containing glutinous protein from the high mountains and used it to make soup, none of his family members showed signs of zombification.

In the past few months, the other survivors in the village have all changed to varying degrees, having been severely affected by the rampaging Di element virus.

Other survivors in the village, seeing that the family was alright, asked him for advice.

He wasn't quite sure at first either.

However, as someone who regularly goes to the mountains to collect wild plants such as Fritillaria cirrhosa, he is very knowledgeable about these plants.

Those mutated plants collected from high mountains all have a very obvious characteristic: their roots and stems exude something similar to salt crystals.

Later, he gave some of the mutated crops containing the D-fixed protein that he had collected from the mountain to other survivors. After eating them, the survivors experienced much relief from their pain that night.

He then determined that the plants collected from the mountain could alleviate everyone's pain.

The survivors in the village asked him to take them up the mountain to collect resources.

Before they even arrived, a group of uninvited guests appeared outside the village. These people were none other than Boss Zhou and his men.

When Boss Zhou arrived, he immediately began burning, killing, and looting. In order to survive, the survivors in the village surrendered immediately and told Boss Zhou that Jiang Xin could cure the disease.

Zhou Laoda was suffering terribly from the zombie disease. Upon hearing this, he led his men to find Jiang Xin and forced him to lead the way up the mountain so that he could personally collect the plant.

With his wife and children in their hands, Jiang Xin had no choice but to comply.

The higher you climb, the shorter the plant becomes.

Jiang Xin led Zhou Laoda and his group to a meadow where plants such as Rhodiola rosea, snow tea, Fritillaria cirrhosa, Armillaria thunbergii, Codonopsis pilosula, and Ulmus pumila grew.

Jiang Xin squatted down, picked a Rhodiola rosea, broke off the middle stem, and saw something resembling salt grains slowly seeping out from the stem. He immediately turned around with delight and shouted to Old Zhou behind him:

"This is it. We didn't get sick because we ate a plant that produces these salt-like particles."

They were unaware of the element D, nor of the effects of the element D in the sea fog on plants.

So they thought that after the sea fog passed, they all got sick, with a disease that kept making them look more and more like zombies.

Jiang Xin, however, believed that the plants he had discovered by chance could cure their disease.

Old Zhou, leaning on his cane, walked quickly over. There were many loose rocks on the mountain, and he almost tripped and fell.

Upon approaching, he snatched the Rhodiola rosea from Jiang Xin's hand and examined it closely. Indeed, tiny particles were being released.

"Can you eat this?" Old Zhou asked, half-believing, half-doubting.

"You guys got cured after eating this stuff?"

“Yes.” Jiang Xin plucked another Rhodiola rosea from the ground, rubbed the soil off the roots, and put it directly into his mouth to prove it: “This is called Rhodiola rosea. The roots can be eaten raw, soaked in water, or used in soups. It can help with altitude sickness and replenish qi.”

Old Zhou squinted, feeling the burning pain on his back. It felt like there were two bone spurs piercing his skin, causing him extreme pain.

"You try it!" Boss Zhou didn't eat it himself, but looked at one of his subordinates next to him.

The subordinate next to him had three black lines on his face, his hair had all fallen out, and one of his eyes had turned pale red.

Without hesitation, the subordinate plucked a Rhodiola rosea, didn't even remove the soil, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Chewed and swallowed.

If it can relieve his pain, what does it matter if he has to eat dirt?

"This root is edible too, it should have the same effect..."

Jiang Xin pointed to the surrounding plants and said,
"The plants in this area can exude something like salt grains, which means that these plants can alleviate your illness."

"There are so many plants here, enough for you to eat."

"Boss Zhou, I've brought you here. Can you let my wife and children go now?" Jiang Xin stared intently at Boss Zhou, his fists clenched.

He was prepared to fight to the death.

If Boss Zhou doesn't release him, he'll risk his life to find a way to take Boss Zhou down with him.

Boss Zhou ignored him and instead looked at the subordinate who had taken Rhodiola rosea and asked:

"How? Is there any effect?"

The subordinate shook his head. "I don't feel much of a difference. But I just ate it, so it shouldn't take effect so quickly. Should I eat more?"

"Eat!" Old Zhou thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so he pointed to a large patch of plants around them and said:

"Eat as much as you can here, as much as you can."

"By the way, Jiang Xin, can you tell us what things are edible?"

Jiang Xin stared at him and said, "Where are my wife and children?"

Old Zhou waved his hand and laughed:

"Don't worry."

"If the plants here can really cure our illnesses, I can spare your wife and children, and I can spare not only you."

"I can still protect you from now on. As long as you help me, you can rest assured."

Jiang Xin said angrily:

"I've already told you everything I know, and I've brought you here to find these plants ourselves. What else do you need my help with?"

Hearing his angry tone, Old Zhou was not annoyed and sat down on a rock.

A greedy glint flashed in his eyes as he said:
"There are people suffering from this strange disease everywhere outside. If these plants in the mountains can really cure this disease, then these plants are a treasure!"
People outside are willing to trade anything for this plant.

"Jiang Xin, from now on you'll work with me. You'll help me find these medicinal plants. Don't worry, I'll definitely treat you well."

He looked up at Jiang Xin and could tell that he was reluctant.

He chuckled softly:

"Jiang Xin, what's the use of keeping your word these days? I can promise to release your wife and children, but I can also choose not to. What can you do about it?"

"However, although I am a bit bad, I am also quite direct in my dealings with people."

To be honest, I need you right now because none of my people know anything about plants, but you know a lot about plants and have experience. If you help me, I'll help you too. You need to understand that only by having value can one live and have the right to speak.

"How could I bear to kill someone of value, and what about your family?"

"Think about it yourself, aren't benefits and value more reliable than verbal promises?"

Jiang Xin remained silent.

Because he knew that what Boss Zhou said was true.

These days, those who have survived to this day are either ruthless, have a special skill, or are simply lucky.

Purely good people wouldn't be alive today.

"So? Do you want to come with me?" Old Zhou raised an eyebrow, calm and composed, seemingly not worried at all that Jiang Xin would refuse.

Jiang Xin clenched his fists, his breathing rapid.

half an hour.

He loosened his fist again, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

"Okay, as long as you don't hurt my wife and children, I promise you!" Jiang Xin raised his head and replied.

"Hehe, that's more like it! A wise person knows when to yield!"

(End of this chapter)