Apocalypse: I can control zombies

Chapter 94 Food Statistics

The two residential areas are very close to each other. In just a few minutes, the group arrived at the gate of Xiangyang Residential Area.

At this moment, the survivors also spotted a drone flying in from another direction of the neighborhood.

That was a reconnaissance drone that Gao Yuan had arranged to patrol around the neighborhood. After discovering that Lu Chen was leading the team back, the drone circled twice in the sky, and then the gate was slowly pushed open from the inside.

Through the open gate, you can see the busy crowd inside.

Some people were carrying boxes of canned goods toward Building 2, some were reinforcing the wires of newly hung curtains along the wall, and several cleaning staff with brooms and mops were cleaning the steps at the entrance of the building.

The entire community is like a small, operational factory, where everyone has their own place and task.

But for them, the most important thing was not these things, but the several large pots set up at the entrance.

Those were stainless steel soup pots and pressure cookers collected from various kitchens, placed side by side on a long table. The bottoms of the pots were being kept warm by a portable gas stove, the lids were half-closed, and white steam was rising from the edges of the pots, carrying a rich aroma of rice and meat.

That was lean pork congee—the rice was cooked until thick and soft, and finely diced pork was sprinkled in, along with a little ginger and salt.

Even from dozens of meters away, the steaming aroma can bewitch you.

Many people immediately began to swallow hard, their Adam's apples bobbing up and down, and their stomachs growling uncontrollably.

Some people gripped the handles of their luggage bags tightly, while others unconsciously took a half-step forward, and the pace of the entire group noticeably quickened.

Upon entering the community gate, staff members immediately came to greet us.

These are the guidance teams that Gao Yuan arranged in advance. Each team is led by an experienced survivor and is responsible for triaging, guiding, and initially registering the new survivors.

They were dressed neatly, holding registration forms and pens, with gentle yet efficient smiles on their faces.

"Hello, please come here to register your basic information."

"Please let us know in advance if you have any special skills, such as being a doctor, nurse, or electrician. We will give you priority when assigning jobs later."

"This is your number tag. Please keep it safe. You'll need it for room assignments and supply collection later."

As the guides spoke, they handed each person a bowl of lean meat congee. The congee was just the right temperature, not too hot to drink, with soft, tender rice and savory, salty meat. One bowl warmed you up completely.

Many people were almost moved to tears; they hadn't had a hot meal in days.

When trapped in the room, he was initially willing to eat biscuits and instant noodles, but after he ran out of biscuits and instant noodles, he could only drink cold water and chew raw rice.

A man stood beside the porridge pot with an empty bowl in his hand, his eyes red-rimmed. An elderly survivor next to him gently patted his shoulder and added half a bowl to his bowl.

Many people instinctively expressed their gratitude. Some said "thank you" to the staff distributing the porridge, while others said "thank you" to the field staff who helped them with their luggage.

However, whenever they did this, the staff distributing the porridge would tell them, "This porridge was prepared by Commander Lu Chen."

"The supplies were also retrieved from the zombie horde by Commander Lu Chen and his men. We were just running errands for you; Commander Lu Chen was the one who truly saved you. You should thank Commander Lu Chen!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Commander Lu Chen." The survivors quickly corrected themselves, holding their bowls of porridge and bowing slightly in the direction of Lu Chen.

They were rescued by Lu Chen and were now drinking their first bowl of hot porridge in days. Their gratitude welled up from the bottom of their hearts, and they could never say it too many times.

Lu Chen stood at the entrance of the building, watching the scene in the square, feeling the warmth emanating from his wrist.

He became increasingly satisfied with Gao Yuan's arrangements.

Without making a sound, he rolled up his sleeves and looked down at the meteorite imprint.

When I went to Cuizhu Garden for rescue today, I naturally received a lot of thanks.

However, in pursuit of efficiency, he mostly had field staff knock on doors to communicate, while he was only responsible for directing the clearing out of zombies.

Therefore, the gratitude he received was definitely far less than what he received from personally knocking on the door.

However, because he saved so many survivors in one go, the accumulated gratitude points were quite considerable. His meteorite mark charge level had increased to about 20%.

Now, as soon as everyone returns, there is hot porridge to drink. The staff arranged by Gao Yuan will also specifically guide the survivors to express their gratitude to him. This is much more efficient than when they were in Cuizhu Garden.

Lu Chen estimated that after these people finished drinking the porridge, the energy level of the meteorite imprint would be at least 50% or even higher.

With lunch just around the corner, the collective gratitude of the 240 survivors will definitely bring him to full strength.

This means that he will be able to undergo another enhancement session after lunch today.

"Indeed, it's good to have more people!" Lu Chen couldn't help but sigh to himself.

After giving a few brief instructions, Gao Yuan quickly came over.

He held the well-worn notebook in his hand. Although he had been busy all morning, he looked quite energetic. "Boss, the power has been restored to the neighborhood."

"The generator is running normally. All three buildings where we live and the two buildings where supplies are stored have electricity; lighting and sockets are working."

All kitchen appliances are working properly.

"I've arranged for electricians to take turns monitoring the power distribution room, and the load is currently within a safe range."

"In addition, these are all the meat products that were salvaged this morning."

He handed a detailed list to Lu Chen and then began reciting the numbers.

「猪肉3500多斤，其中未腐坏还能食用的有1000斤。鸡鸭鹅肉2000多斤，可食用的800斤。牛肉300多斤，可食用的有50斤。羊肉100多斤，可食用的20斤。

"All of these edible meats have been sorted and packed into the freezers in Building 2."

"In addition, the edible quantity of various canned goods, sausages, and other pre-made foods is even greater, estimated to be around 2000."

Around 1 jin (500 grams).

"There are more than 3000 kilograms of fresh vegetables and fruits in total. Some of the vegetables have already started to wilt, and Sister Sun said that we should eat them first in the next two days."

Gao Yuan paused for a moment, then explained the calculations behind the numbers: "If the number of people at the stronghold can really increase to over a thousand in the later stages, according to Sister Sun's estimate, this amount of meat, at a consumption rate of three ounces per person per day, will probably only last for two weeks."

"Of course, if we're frugal and eat less meat, it can last a month. Vegetables and fruits won't last that long, so we need to put growing vegetables on the agenda as soon as possible."

"Finally, as you instructed, all the rotten meat was refrigerated."

Lu Chen took the list and quickly glanced at it.

The list clearly indicates the type, weight, storage location, and expected shelf life of each item. Although Gao Yuan's handwriting isn't exactly beautiful, the items are clearly marked and easy to understand.