Late March.

The weather is getting better, and on the continuous sunshine, the sun shines on the ground, bringing warmth to people. The originally thick coat is taken off and put on casual clothes.

The unlocking of the Hellhound made Lu Chuan feel good.

There is no need for shipping products in the biochemical factory, so when there is no manufacturing task, you don’t have to worry about it.

Lu Chuan still put more energy into Bei'an New District.

Thousands of zombies executed Lu Chuan's instructions day and night, and in two weeks, they almost built the wall. Although the wall was terrible, its height and width met Lu Chuan's requirements.

The five-meter-high wall is no longer visible inside.

The underground building complex plan in the center of the factory is also underway.

It doesn't matter if there is no machine. Lu Chuan sent out some non-humans. They are extremely powerful and exhausted, and can execute Lu Chuan's instructions twenty-four hours.

This kind of process is no slower than that of a machine.

In two weeks, the area dug out below was already very huge. All the digging soil was used on the masonry walls, so there was no way to see the mud mountains here.

Lu Chuan went in and there was a slope that was slanted down, not very long, and then there was a huge space.

This space is about seven meters high, which is the height of two floors.

The space is not completely hollow, but is similar to a cave shape. That is to say, a huge space first becomes the center point, and then diffuses with this center point to form more small channels, leading to different sizes of spaces.

Using this one, you don’t need to worry about whether it will collapse.

From the beginning of more than a hundred zombies serving here, it gradually developed to more than two thousand zombies digging here.

Such a huge corpse power brings rapid progress.

"It only takes one month to complete it." Lu Chuan estimated, his face full of proud smiles. Although no one shared it with him, it didn't matter. It was also a pleasure to admire himself.

At that time, the survivors will be transferred here. The place is composed of soil, but the advantage lies in safety and the advantage lies in the large area.

Materially, there will definitely be no shortage.

So what about the bedroom of Nikui? Give it a large leather sofa and a mattress worth 100,000 yuan. It’s so luxurious that it’s just as it is, Nikui is still so lively and refreshing.

Lu Chuan predicts that the final square number here will be 10,000 square meters, which is enough.

When the future is not enough, the expanded things will be left to the survivors and the others.

Once the survivors enter the field, it is the time when the zombies disappear.

The walls around the No. 1 factory outside have not been surrounded yet. It is necessary to wait until the survivors move to the underground before the zombies can surround this section.

Otherwise, if the survivors in the factory see zombies mixing mortar and building walls, wouldn’t they be confused?

Seeing that everything was going on in an orderly manner, Lu Chuan felt relieved.

It seems that the programming function of zombies is very useful and can allow you to control more zombies in a more way.

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The weather has become warmer and the snow has melted, so some vitality has naturally recovered from the stronghold.

At this time, it is in a commercial building in the center of the stronghold.

Several big shots in the stronghold have arrived. Although they are not in the same way, at this moment, they all face each other with smiles and respect each other. But behind their backs, they all want to put the other party to death.

There is no way. In this end of power and human desires, everyone wants to have only one voice, and this is their own voice.

This gathering is funny, it’s nothing more than hudding together to keep warm.

The arrival of the severe winter is a test for each other. A monster named Lu Chuan appeared in the stronghold this year. No one knew how he came out. He smashed 100 tons of rice in anger, causing very few people to die in the stronghold this year.

But these rice that cannot be collected has the same effect on them as zero.

He did nothing, and his subordinates opened his mouth to eat. What should he do? It was okay to say that in the severe winter, but after the severe winter, in the current weather, if he didn't go out to find something to eat, he might be short of food, so his troops would have to fry.

Based on previous years' experience, it would not work to do so.

Only when everyone works together and conquers one or two important places can they have food to eat.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer things that can be found in cities, and the survival dilemma will become more serious. It is now the sixth year of the end of the world, and there is not much food that can be eaten in cities.

The five big shots in the stronghold arrived soon.

Yi Zhanfei, Pang Yunfei, Gu Yang, Tan Chenghua, Lin Sen... The five bigwigs who really control life and death in the strongholds sat down, but none of them spoke out.

In previous years, Yi Zhan Feilai hosted it, but his strength was severely damaged last year and he had lost this qualification.

Not to mention Lin Sen, among the five big bosses, he is the weakest and the least qualified to speak out. If it weren't for the others who didn't want to replace him for the time being, otherwise with Lin Sen's strength, there would be only four big bosses left at the base.

Gu Yang coughed dryly. He was medium-sized and had a buzz cut, looking very energetic. Those who didn't know thought he was so masculine and a fierce man. Unfortunately, those who knew him would not think so.

"It's not a solution for everyone to sit like this. I think this place is good."

As Gu Yang's voice fell, he stroked his hand and a beam of light appeared in front of him, forming a real-life map. With the exquisite production, this map was scaled back from the real-life map.

The use of ar technology is not new before the arrival of the end of the world. Like the map of Zhongzhou City, there are naturally some.

Gu Yang pointed to a place, which quickly magnified and presented this area to everyone.

Although it is a real-life map, it is still accompanied by some text notes, such as what hotel it is, what road it is, etc., which will make people know where it is.

Someone took the lead and the location was suitable, so naturally there was nothing to discuss.

Like in previous years, one person dispatched one thousand people to form an armed force composed of five thousand people. Whoever leads the team and who produces many alienators has cooperated, and there is no dispute over the past years.

After half a day, there will be results.

So after three days of preparation, the armed force composed of 5,000 people gathered outside the gate of the stronghold. Almost all of them were mechanized, from heavy trucks to modified buses, some SUV models, etc.

A team of five thousand people was a huge crowd.

In the nearby streets, there were countless survivors who appeared, but they looked at the team with a cold expression.

The reason is very simple. This team serves the big guys, and the food they brought back has nothing to do with them. Who would care about things that are not beneficial to them?

Many people know in their hearts that if they were not a person named Lu Chuan, how many people would have been unable to survive this severe winter?

Even if the people in the end of the world are indifferent, they will have more intimacy to Lu Chuan than these big men who are in charge of them.

Some smart teams will also take action. They will lead this powerful team and may not be able to eat meat, but it is certain that they can drink some soup.

At this time of year, the team will penetrate deeper into the city.

This is an opportunity. They can follow behind. After the main force of the stronghold clears the streets, they follow them into some places next to them and get something useful.

For a moment, if the large strongholds became lively.

Soon, after more than an hour of organizing, a team of seven or eight thousand people left the stronghold and moved towards the city.

Food is a problem that needs to be faced after every cold winter.

Whether it is the upper or lower level.

While the team left, the spring plowing team was also organized. In the slave camps in the stronghold, a large number of slaves were gathered and the tasks before the spring plowing began to be assigned.

A large number of farm tools were distributed to them, and the number of slaves accounted for almost one-third of the population of the stronghold, which was very large.

In the cold winter, they only have one piece of bread every day. They are hungry until now, and they are all skinny. Many people are unable to walk, but they cannot hold the tools and prepare to go to the ground with pale faces.

In the apocalyptic world, agriculture cannot use machinery, but can only use the most primitive method.

The flying zombies circling in the sky will quickly pounce down as long as there is a sound, and sometimes they will gather in a large area. At this time, it will be a disaster for the slaves who go to the ground.

In the last few years of the end of the world, survivors had long learned how to deal with these flying zombies. For example, using primitive farming methods, no sound would appear. Then they dug bunkers in the fields, and once they found the flying zombies, they hid in as fast as possible.

There are some green plants in the entrance and exit of the bunker. As long as you go in, it is difficult to spot the flying zombies in the sky.

It is precisely by using these methods that we can barely cultivate here.

However, with this method, the area of ​​cultivation is really limited, and the output of grain can only be enjoyed by the upper class.

But this method is not omnipotent, and sometimes it is discovered by flying zombies, which brings death. It can be said that every grain of rice contains the blood of slaves.

Under the pressure of survival, people's wisdom is infinite and they have created various methods.

In the stronghold, like animals that have awakened from winter, survivors begin to become active and strive for survival. They are busy with things when they have things, and find things when they have nothing to do. Even if they don’t have shortage of workers, they will still try to try their luck.

The 100 tons of grain that Lu Chuan poured allowed them to survive this severe winter safely, and there was also a little surplus grain that allowed them to find a job with confidence.

It is cruel in a stronghold, but it cannot be considered a dead end.

Spring is coming, and people seem to be shining with the sunshine, with a little more hope.
Chapter completed!