Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

To the south of Oil City is Jigong Mountain.

South of Jigong Mountain and north of Dawu County.

There is a Zhongshan National Forest Park in the middle.

The mountains are high and the rivers are long. The trees in the forest park are extremely tall, and a trickle flows down from the top of the mountain.

There is a lake among the mountains, with clear springs and puddles scattered around the mountains.

The national highway crosses a road on the right. Walking 100 meters up, you can see the park's gateway entrance. At this time, there are more than a dozen scrapped vehicles parked, blocking the entrance.

After the gate entrance, there is a cement road leading to the mountain.

At this time, the cement road was filled with fallen leaves. The rotten leaves were mixed with the soil. After more than two months of exposure to the sun, they formed a crispy road.

When people step on it, it makes a clicking sound.

But the road cannot go directly to the top of the mountain. It ends after about a few hundred meters.

The mountains here are somewhat similar to the mountains in Zhangjiajie. The karst landform is not a mountain, but it is also extremely steep.

On the upper side of the mountain, a narrow plank road was built along the steep cliff. This plank road is the only road that can lead to the top of the mountain besides the cable car.

The rest of the way up the mountain is extremely steep, with a 90-degree slope. Unless you are a professional climber, you will never be able to go up.

Now that the cable car is out of power, there is only one way to the mountain, and that is this narrow plank road. Below this plank road is a hundred-meter-high cliff. If you fall down, you will definitely die.

The bottom layer of the plank road is laid with a layer of reinforced concrete and a layer of wooden boards on top. However, due to constant natural disasters in recent years, some of the wooden boards have become brittle and rotten.

Because there is a layer of reinforced concrete boards underground, you can still walk on them even though the boards are decayed.

Creaking, creaking——

There was a sound of wood rubbing against each other on the plank road.

"Brother Lin, do you think Brother Zheng and the others can come back safely?" A pretty female voice sounded.

"Old Zheng is a smart man. Even if he is caught, he will not reveal our location. We should trust him." Another male voice with a strong voice responded.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

The two came to the edge of a collapsed plank road. The collapsed area was about six meters long, with a hundred-meter cliff below.

The man wears a vest and holds a crossbow, and the woman holds a sharp spear. The man checked the blocking device set up here and turned his head after checking that there was no problem.

"Baoyue."

"Um?"

"Let's go back."

"Oh, if Brother Zheng and the others can't come back, and the crops we planted on the mountain haven't reached harvest season yet, what will we do then?"

"I'll go out and go to the trading market then."

The woman hesitated for a while, then said depressedly: "If only we had not left the trading market, we wouldn't have to run back so troublesomely now."

The man sighed and said, "There's no point in staying there. We can't find work there, so we won't have food, and the food provided there is too little. There's no need to stay there unless there's a natural disaster." , let’s go there to avoid the natural disaster.”

Shen Baoyue nodded thoughtfully, and the two walked through the winding plank road and patrolled all the way back to the top of the mountain.

Many trees on the top of the mountain have been cut down. Because this is a karst landform, the soil is poor and less.

But even so, the scattered open space on the top of the mountain is full of various vegetable crops, and the total area is about eight acres.

The corn planted among them has already produced corn buds and will mature in more than a month. There are also sweet potatoes and potatoes planted in the ground occupying most of the area.

The crops they planted mature relatively quickly, but they still take more than three months.

I also tried growing beet. Although beet has the word vegetable in its name, it can also be used as a staple food.

But the climate and soil here were simply not suitable for growing crops like sugar beet, and the planting failed.

Only drought-tolerant crops like potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn are growing okay.

In addition to these crops, there are also vegetables such as tomatoes, cucumbers, bitter gourds, peanuts, and leeks.

On this ground, there are two middle-aged women carrying urine buckets to fertilize the vegetable crops. The fertilizers are their body excrement. After retting, they are poured onto the crops.

"Xiao Lin and Baoyue are back?" One of the women wiped her sweat and looked up to see Lin Lu and Shen Baoyue.

"Aunt Zhao, Aunt Li, yes, we just came back from patrolling the plank road." Lin Lu responded to the two of them with a smile on his face.

After exchanging a few words, Lin Lu continued to lead Shen Baoyue toward the buildings on the top of the mountain.

They used to work on a green organic farm a long time ago. The boss was Lin Muguang, Lin Lu was Lin Muguang's son, and most of the others were employees of the organic farm.

After the apocalypse broke out, Lin Muguang led his people to kill the zombies on the farm and protect the farm.

Due to the remote location of the farm, they did not encounter too many zombies at first. They built defensive positions, and many of them were strong, so they stayed on the farm for a year fairly safely.

But one day a year later, a group of armed thugs robbed their farm. They resisted and defended their home, but they had no choice but to escape.

A large farm with 400 people, only a hundred or so people were left in that defense battle.

After losing their homes, they were displaced and many people starved to death.

I once stayed in the city, blew up the ground floor of the building, and planted crops on the roof.

He also took refuge in some sparsely populated mountain forests and continued to plant crops.

Natural disasters, plunders, and waves of zombies have destroyed the crops they worked so hard to grow and destroyed the homes they built.

There are fewer and fewer people. From a team of more than 400 people, there are now less than 20 people left.

But their willpower is getting stronger and stronger, just like weeds, wildfire cannot burn them out, and they grow again when the spring breeze blows.

No matter where they go, they always remember one thing, and that is planting crops!

Staying in the trading market, they originally wanted to plant crops, but there were too many people in the trading market. They were afraid that the crops they planted would be stolen by others. They wanted to find something to do, but found that someone had already taken advantage of them.

He had no choice but to run out of the trading market.

Fortunately, they found Zhongshan Forest Park, a mountain similar to Zhangjiajie's karst landform.

This place is located in the remnant range of the Dabie Mountains that stretches for hundreds of kilometers, and is vast and sparsely populated.

Coupled with the cliffs here, the cables are out of power and cannot be used, and the only plank road has been collapsed for a certain distance. In addition, with the iron gate installed on the mountain side of the plank road, ordinary zombies and ordinary people cannot come up at all. The only way is Maybe the only ones going up the mountain are wall-climbing zombies.

They were worried for many days, and at night, they took shelter in the few remaining houses on the top of the mountain.

But in the past two months, they have not encountered wall-climbing zombies.

Perhaps it's because the mountains and forests here are so remote that zombies rarely appear and there are few people around.

Someone was originally assigned to guard the entrance of the plank road.

However, since no outsiders have come here in the past two months, it was changed to a fixed patrol of two hours a day, and there was no need to patrol at night.

As soon as Lin Lu and Shen Baoyue walked to the yard, they saw four or five men planing wood. Some of the wood was planed into barbs, which were used to insert into the edge of the top of the mountain to form a wooden fence.

Another person is making furniture out of wood.

Lin Lu greeted them, "Where's my dad?"

"It's upstairs." A shirtless man replied.

The two entered the house. There were many wooden furniture in the house, and the tables and chairs looked like they were recently made.

Upstairs, on the terrace.

There was a man with gray temples squatting on the ground.

Seeing this familiar figure, Lin Lu walked quickly.

"dad."

There are various seeds all over the ground, drying in the sun.

When leaving the farm, Lin Muguang risked his life to take these seeds with him.

Even when they are about to starve to death, they are reluctant to eat these seeds.

Lin Muguang turned around and saw his son and Shen Baoyue, "Well, you guys are here just in time. Help me collect the seeds."

The two of them hurried over to help. Lin Muguang hit his waist, sat on the ground and reminded:

"Don't mix up these seeds. Use different bags for each category."

"This is our lifeblood. As long as there are seeds, we can survive no matter where we go. As long as there are seeds, we can plant and resume production. Unfortunately, it is difficult to find a place where we can safely plant. "

Natural disasters and man-made disasters cause zombies, and even if they want to plant them with peace of mind, they have no choice.

"Dad, what will we do if there is another natural disaster?" Lin Lu asked as he picked up the seeds after being exposed to the sun.

In the past two months, since the seeds were spilled, they have spent their time in worry.

They were afraid that another natural disaster would destroy the crops they had managed to grow.

From taking root to sprouting, then emerging from the ground, it slowly grows. Watching the crops grow little by little, they never let go of their uneasy hearts.

As long as they don't successfully harvest the crops, their hearts will always be hanging in the air.

When Lin Muguang heard this, he cursed in a bad tone: "Crow Mouth, what are you talking about!"

"God will definitely let us go this time and let us have a successful harvest!"

As he murmured to himself, he raised his head and looked at the sky, with pleading and piety in his eyes.

After Lin Lu's father scolded him, he scratched his head and said, "But this time it's better than before. The vegetables are already mature, and the potatoes have finished flowering and started to grow. Even if a natural disaster strikes, we can still harvest some." ”

Speaking of this, Lin Muguang remembered something he wanted to remind:

"After the potatoes bloom, it is a critical moment for the growth of the tubers. You have to water frequently and apply fertilizer. Whether the potato tubers grow big or not depends entirely on the next period of time."

"You can tell Zhao Ruzhen and the others later that they need to add more fertilizer."

"Okay." Lin Lu nodded.

After they came out of the trading market, relying on their previous experience, they searched for edible plant fruit roots in the mountains and forests, and they survived until now.

However, because they have not taken in salt for a long time, they have no energy to work.

Moreover, as the vegetables in the fields matured one after another, there was no way they could finish all the vegetables with just over twenty people.

So they decided to send these vegetables to the trading market in exchange for the salt and tortillas they urgently needed.

In the future, they can also use the trading market to exchange for the items they want.

It's only a few dozen kilometers from Oil City to here, and the past isn't far either.

Letting Zheng Hanbing lead the team there was also an attempt and an adventure.

In the last days, everyone is in danger.

Everyone had to be on guard, fearing that strangers would rob them.

Soon, Lin Lu and Shen Baoyue put the sun-dried seeds into bags, and then put the bags into a wooden box.

"Okay, Uncle Lin." Shen Baoyue straightened up, stood up, and said to Lin Muguang.

Looking at Lin Muguang, whose hair was getting whiter and whiter, Shen Baoyue felt sour in her heart.

She had heard of Lin Muguang's name when she was in college, and also knew the green organic farm he founded, so she joined the green farm after graduation.

Lin Muguang is an agronomy expert. He worked in the Academy of Agricultural Sciences in his early years. Later, he started his own business and established a large green organic farm, which developed quite well.

He built a kindergarten and a playground in the farm, paid medical insurance for them, and solved the worries of the employees. The environment and atmosphere in the farm were very good, and Lin Muguang was also a very good boss, so everyone had a good relationship.

That farm, in the impetuous era before the end of the world, seemed particularly harmonious and simple, like a paradise.

But all that was destroyed by the zombie outbreak a few years ago.

Lin Muguang stood up and picked up the box of seeds, carefully carrying it back to his room and putting it away.

Looking at the pointer on the mechanical watch, it showed that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Muguang walked to the windowsill and looked in the direction of the northern oil city, muttering: "I don't know where Zheng Hanbing and the others are."

Outside the trading market.

Zheng Hanbing and the other seven people carried baskets on their backs, which were filled with vegetables such as cucumbers and cabbages.

These baskets were made of bamboo strips and were hollow in shape. They could be used to hold food or vegetables.

They covered the surface of the baskets with a layer of black cloth to hide the vegetables inside.

Nowadays, wealth should not be exposed. If some robbers on the road saw their vegetables, they would definitely rob them directly.

Their shoulder poles were sharpened sticks at both ends. Once someone came to rob, the shoulder poles would instantly become weapons.

In addition, they each put a knife or dagger on their waist.

After they came down from the forest park, they did not stop to rest along the way. They walked for seven or eight hours and walked dozens of kilometers. They arrived at the trading market before the sun set.

"Huh——"

Looking at the towering trading market wall in front of him, Zheng Hanbing wiped the sweat with his arm and sighed in his heart that the wall was higher than before.

Now that he was near the trading market, he relaxed a lot.

He was worried about being robbed on the way, and now that they were almost at the trading market, no one should come to rob their things.

"Brothers, work harder and we'll be there soon." He shouted to the people behind him.

(Seeking monthly tickets) (End of this chapter)