Reborn Before the Apocalypse: My Backing is the Nation

Chapter 154 A River, A Sea
"Hey, folks! How do I get to that hill?"

Wearing durable hiking gear, He Liang got off the car and called out to an elderly man riding by on an electric tricycle.

The old man was probably in his seventies, but he looked very energetic. His hair was only slightly gray, not completely white, and you could still vaguely see some muscle definition on his body, indicating that he was in good health.

"That's far. Are you going fishing? Take my advice, there aren't many fish there, and the road is difficult to travel. You should go somewhere else."

He Liang glanced at the dozen or so SUVs and pickup trucks behind him and laughed, "Grandpa, didn't you see how many vehicles we have? Fishing doesn't involve this kind of entourage. We're going to build power transmission towers."

"Transmission tower? Oh, oh, that's the important thing. You should go this way first, over there, there's a small path..."

The old man pointed out the way in detail, and then said, "The car can't get through. I'll find you a few donkeys."

The word "donkey" made He Liang pause for a moment.

Not to mention having seen it, I haven't even heard of it in a long time.

"No need, thank you sir, you're busy."

Led by He Liang, the convoy continued on its way and eventually stopped at the end of the road. Then, a group of dozens of people got off the vehicles, carrying their tools, and began to walk.

The weather in the mountains was already quite cool in September and October. But the group of people still walked until they were covered in sweat, and finally arrived around noon.

Sitting on a rock, panting heavily, He Liang surveyed the area in front of him.

The area is filled with jagged rocks and overgrown weeds. Trees of varying sizes grow haphazardly here.

This is where we will be working and living for at least the next two weeks.

The roar of a helicopter echoed in the sky. An all-terrain excavator slowly descended, suspended by steel cables.

"Hey buddy, you've got to clear out the campsite first."

The excavators roared to life, clearing away rocks, weeds, and trees. Explosives were even used several times, flattening some small hills.

Before dark, the campsite was cleared out. Dozens of tents were set up, and people finally had a place to rest.

Unfortunately, there wasn't much to eat, so we had to eat bread and instant noodles.

After swallowing a few bites of bread, He Liang stepped out of his tent, enjoying the cool mountain breeze, and gazed into the distance on the dimly lit land.

Ahead was another mountain peak, from which faint, shimmering lights emanated, like stars. Looking back, another light could be seen.

He knew that it was the same as his own team, with the rest of the transmission tower teams stationed there.

Looking down the mountain, he saw more than a hundred points of light arranged in a roughly straight line, scattered throughout the vast and winding mountain range, stretching into the distance where they could not be seen.

He knew it was a road construction team.

In order to expedite the construction of the road connecting the external highway to the "Crust 7" base, the World Government mobilized more than 100 construction teams, which were deployed at more than 100 locations to work simultaneously.

In this way, the original construction period of at least two years can be compressed to only about half a month.

Unfortunately, the power supply team I'm in has a tighter deadline and can't even wait half a month for road repairs, so we have to use a combination of people walking and helicopters to transport equipment to complete the construction of the transmission tower as soon as possible.

He shifted his gaze from the scattered dots of lights representing the road construction teams and looked in another direction.

If the light from more than a hundred road-building teams converged into a river, then the light at this moment has converged into an ocean.

Deep in the mountain valley, the construction site, covering at least a million square meters, was brightly lit. Although he couldn't see any details, he could still tell that at least ten thousand construction workers were busy at work, and more than a thousand large machines were roaring.

Like a long river in the sky, helicopters transported goods, forcibly connecting this previously deserted and desolate area to the outside world, even before roads were built. Countless building materials, personnel, and machinery were converging on this place.

"It's the end of the world..."

He sighed, turned around, and went back into his tent.

As soon as it was just getting light, He Liang got up.

"Time to get to work!"

Dozens of people from his team crawled out of their tents. They boiled water, made noodles, ate a quick meal, and then helicopters roared over again.

The work then began.

People first leveled another piece of land and drove piles into place. Then, some people operated intelligent welding robots to begin welding the transmission tower frame, while others began installing and debugging superconducting equipment.

A group of people were working enthusiastically.

In just one day, the transmission tower, originally planned to be 60 meters tall, grew from zero to ten meters.

"Old He, want some canned food? It's military quality, lots and all you can eat."

A companion walked over carrying a tin can.

Upon seeing the canned food, He Liang instinctively vomited acid and shook his head subconsciously: "I'd rather eat instant noodles."

Frowning, He Liang forced down the bowl of instant noodles as if taking medicine, and then sighed deeply.

"Damn it, is it really that hard to get a hot meal..."

The work continued the next day. On this day, not only He Liang, but the rest of the team also began to frown as they looked at the instant noodles and canned food.

In this desolate wilderness, finding food is really difficult.

In the past, we could always ask helicopter teams to bring us hot meals. But now, with limited transport capacity, there's no time for that.

There's no other way; with the end of the world looming, we'll just have to endure it.

With the sun nearing noon, hunger pangs returned. Glancing at the mountain of instant noodle boxes, He Liang forcibly suppressed his hunger.

Just then, the sound of bells suddenly came from the rugged mountain path beside them. He Liang looked over in surprise and saw a giant beast with black fur all over its body, a long face and long ears, and a bell hanging around its neck.

This is... oh, this is a donkey.

The donkey was laden with goods, which looked to weigh several hundred pounds. And there were seven or eight other donkeys following behind it.

Six or seven villagers stopped their donkeys, and the old man they had seen before walked over with a smile: "Children, haven't you eaten yet?"

He Liang hurriedly went to greet him: "Sir, what's wrong...?"

"Ahem, I heard that aliens have attacked, and the government is going to build some kind of base here to deal with them. I was thinking that the roads here are difficult to travel and it might be inconvenient to get food."

We're just a bunch of farmers, we don't have any other skills, but we just didn't want you to go to the battlefield hungry. So we discussed it with some other guys in the village, and everyone in the village, like Aunt Wang, Aunt Li, and Uncle Zhao, could bring whatever they had. Luckily, a few of us had donkeys at home, so we brought our supplies over.”

The old man turned to the villagers: "Old folks, the kids haven't eaten yet, let's get to work!"

(End of this chapter)