Chapter 114 - 113: Doesn’t the White Rice Taste Good?
Chapter 114: Chapter 113: Doesn’t the White Rice Taste Good?
It wasn’t until the 200-plus survivors were shoveling large bowls of white rice into their mouths, chewing, and swallowing that the delicious aroma finally convinced them this was all real.
Some of the original survivors came over, curious, and started asking questions:
"You’re new here?"
"Yeah? What job did they assign you?"
"Come help us polish bullets."
"Yeah, the base has been going through ammo pretty fast lately, so we’re swamped."
"..."
Listening to the original survivors, many of the newcomers asked in confusion:
"How can you all still be so happy?"
"You’re wearing electronic shackles too!"
"..."
To them, this didn’t make sense. They should have been angry, desperate to escape.
But here these people were, discussing their work with such enthusiasm?
But when the original survivors heard this, they all just laughed.
"We get three full meals a day. What’s there to be unhappy about?"
"Without these shackles, you’d be starving out there!"
"Doesn’t the rice in your bowl taste good?"
These words left the 200-plus survivors stunned.
They stared blankly at the snow-white rice in their bowls.
’It did taste pretty good just now,’ they thought.
And what were these people saying? Three full meals every day?
How was that possible?
...
Zhuangyuan District.
Wang Cheng and the member of the Salvation Army had once again suited up in their Mechas.
Although activating the Mechas consumed energy, after seeing Lu Feng’s overwhelming power while using his, they felt they had to study the Mecha’s specific functions.
Otherwise, they would be fumbling around if a real battle broke out.
However, after studying them, they realized their research was for nothing. With the assistance system, it seemed everything was intuitive and required very little effort.
No wonder the Boss could display such overwhelming power the moment he put on the Mecha.
Nearby, Lu Feng was using an energy storage device to recharge his own Mecha.
The value on the energy storage device could be seen dropping, leaving 48 points remaining.
This wasn’t the one he had gotten from Gray Wolf, of course. It was the one left behind by the sibling duo—his spoils from the last battle.
The siblings had been plundering for a long time, so their assets naturally amounted to more than just this.
But they had just spent a large amount of energy points to purchase that special tank equipped with Vibration Bombs.
The tank even came with 12 free Vibration Bombs. Two had been used, and the remaining 10 were now his.
He had personally experienced the power of these Vibration Bombs, so he knew they could be terrifyingly effective if used correctly.
After fully recharging his Mecha, he tossed the energy storage device to Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng caught it, and when he saw the remaining energy value, he couldn’t help but be pleasantly surprised.
energy points was equivalent to the source crystals of four Slaying Dogs.
This would allow them to use their Mechas a bit more freely, without constantly fearing they’d run out of energy with no way to recharge.
"Thanks, Boss!" Wang Cheng didn’t forget to thank him.
But Lu Feng said, "Wang Cheng, the energy in there is just your seed money. I expect to see more energy points in it in the future, not for it to be quickly depleted!"
"Don’t worry, Boss. I’m not that stupid!" Wang Cheng immediately promised.
’Are you kidding me? With a Mecha, killing Mutant Beasts like Slaying Dogs will be a piece of cake. Hunting Source Crystals will be easy.’
’If I can’t even acquire more source crystals under these conditions, it would be a true waste of such a terrifying weapon.’
Lu Feng didn’t forget to keep up the act. He turned to Lin Jiao and ordered, "Now that we have the Mechas, we still need to find that mysterious faction immediately. We have to figure out the cause of the zombie rampages and mutations as soon as possible. Otherwise, our base will remain under threat."
After all, he had used this excuse to trick the Salvation Army out of their Mechas. He had to see the performance through to the end so that Wang Cheng and the Salvation Army members wouldn’t harbor any resentment.
Sure enough, his words captured the attention of Wang Cheng and the other Salvation Army members.
Just then, Guo Zhen rushed over and reported, "Boss, we have over 200 more people in the base. The pressure on our food supply has increased again."
"Mm, I’ll handle it." Lu Feng nodded. He wasn’t worried about the food situation at all.
Seeing this, Guo Zhen didn’t say anything more.
He knew the Boss would have a way to solve the food problem.
This was a consensus among everyone in the base.
Lu Feng walked toward one of the buildings in the district.
The stairwell of this building had been cleared out, but no one had moved in yet.
He reached the middle floors, and with a thought, he exited the game. Once outside, he dialed Yang Ming’s number. As soon as the call connected, he asked, "Cousin, how much grain has the food trading company acquired?"
Yang Ming’s voice came through immediately: "We’ve already acquired 50 tons. More than half of it is stored in that warehouse!"
"Okay. For the next two days, make sure no one goes to the warehouse. As for the reason, just make something up for the company. Keep acquiring more after that." As Lu Feng spoke, he took out his phone, logged into his mobile banking app, and after verification, directly transferred a sum of money to the food trading company’s account to simulate a transaction.
He would take the grain and treat it as if the company had sold it. By doing this from time to time, the "profit" would be enough to pay the salaries of those slackers at the food company.
As long as those slackers got their paychecks, they wouldn’t care about anything else.
"Okay, I’ll arrange it!" Yang Ming agreed upon hearing Lu Feng’s request.
He didn’t want to know the reason. Since his younger cousin told him to make up an excuse for the company, it meant he wouldn’t be told the real reason either. Why bother asking?
Lu Feng rested for a while before getting another call from his cousin.
The warehouse situation had been handled.
He got in his car and drove to the same warehouse as before. When he arrived, just as expected, there was no one there.
He entered the warehouse and locked the door from the inside. To be safe, he still scanned the entire warehouse with his detection watch. Only after confirming there were no issues did he begin. He grabbed two bags of rice and, with a thought, entered the game.
In the game world, Lu Feng, carrying the two bags of rice on his shoulders, went directly into an apartment and dropped them.
He needed a place to store the 30 tons of rice.
The bomb shelter below would be too crowded, so the buildings in Zhuangyuan District were perfect to use as temporary warehouses.
Lu Feng put down the two bags of rice, and with another thought, reappeared in the real-world warehouse. He picked up two more bags and vanished on the spot a moment later.
Repeating this process, Lu Feng moved the rice out of the warehouse at a visibly rapid pace.
Back in the game world, Lu Feng opened one apartment after another, stuffing the space inside them full of rice bags.
tons was a huge amount. Even the strongest mover would have an aching back and sore muscles after moving 10 tons in a day.
Fortunately, Lu Feng’s current physical constitution was astonishing. After moving all 30 tons of rice into the game, he had only broken a sweat on his forehead.
If anyone in the outside world knew about this, they would be utterly shocked.
Once all 30 tons of rice had been moved into the game world, Lu Feng took out a walkie-talkie and said into it, "Guo Zhen, take some people to Building 4. The grain is on the 5th floor and above. Remember to post guards."
His voice carried over the walkie-talkie network to various parts of the base.
After all, he had brought in so many walkie-talkies before. Lin Jiao and the others each had one, as did a combat squad leader, the Hidden Guards, and the surveillance room...
So, as soon as the message went out, everyone knew the Boss had gotten more food.
Guo Zhen went to Building 4 immediately.
Lin Jiao also headed over with her people.
Even Wang Cheng curiously led the Salvation Army members over.
They all knew this Boss of theirs could procure food, but they had no idea how much he’d gotten this time.
But when they got to the 5th floor and above, they saw that the doors to several apartments on both sides were open. Looking inside, they saw bags of rice stacked densely together, nearly filling the entire apartments.
They continued upstairs, and the apartments on the higher floors were also filled, one after another, with rice.
The higher they went, the more rice they saw, and the more shocked they became.
Floor after floor ahead of them, there was nothing but rice.
"So much!" Guo Zhen muttered to himself. "Where did the Boss get all this food?"
Lin Jiao and the others were also filled with shock.
The amount of rice the Boss had brought back this time was truly immense.
Seeing floor after floor of rice was an absolutely breathtaking sight in this apocalypse.