Volume 4: National Craftsmanship Chapter 40: Enough food for 31 years!
"That's our food! Don't move!"
"Robbers! They are all robbers! Do the people in the government have any shame?"
"Just wait, I'm going to call the Dragnet headquarters right now. We can't do anything about it, so let your superiors take care of you. You're bullying the people!"
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"Dad, how is it? What does the Dragnet say?"
"They asked us to help carry the food..."
“…”
After a lot of noise, the people in Sunjiazhai Village were directly defeated by the dragnet.
Shen Jin laughed. The location of the granary was originally found for him by Tianluodiwang. How could he be sued by them?
Even if... he really sued, what could the dragnet do to him?
Just as Li Zhe said, if there is military strength, signing an agreement is the same as not signing it, and not signing it can also be regarded as signing it. In the past, political power came from the barrel of a gun, and now the right to speak comes from the hands of extraordinary people.
"Come on, have a few people check where they live to see if there are any good things hidden there. All this food belongs to the country. Hehe... guess what?"
Yang Ao: "Tell me about it!"
"What a coincidence! We belong to the country, and the Q City Survivor Shelter Base is officially certified by the Dragnet. This is our food!"
Yang Ao: “Interesting!”
"Does anyone really think that the food belongs to them just because they come here first?"
Yang Ao: "Oh! Never heard of it!"
The 81 villagers felt humiliated when watching Shen Jin and Yang Ao performing a crosstalk. It was not very harmful but extremely insulting!
Suddenly, a middle-aged woman among the villagers squatted on the ground, "Ouch! It's killing me! The people in the dragnet are going to kill me!"
He took his handkerchief , threw it on the ground and cried, and moved his hands up and down in a very rhythmic manner. It was obvious that this was a unique skill passed down from his ancestors.
"Oh my! Life is unbearable! No food! I might as well die!"
Shen Jin's eyes lit up, "Huh? There is such a strange request? Li Zhe took her to the side where there are more zombies!"
"Okay, Brother Jin!"
Li Zhe stretched out his hand, which turned into two tentacles in mid-air. He directly rolled up the woman who had hit the ground and took her to another factory. Although there were few zombies here, he could still find a few. "Pah!"
Li Zhe threw the middle-aged woman into the factory and said with a grin, "I'll satisfy you!"
"roar!!"
An L-shaped zombie in the factory suddenly smelled the fresh human flesh and rushed over with a roar. The middle-aged woman stopped crying and stood up from the ground and ran, "Ouch! I don't want to die! Save me! The government can't abandon us!"
She ran after Li Zhe, shouting, but the L-shaped zombies behind her were obviously faster. The distance between the man and the zombies gradually closed, and the middle-aged woman's voice gradually became higher, "Save me, Daddy!!"
"hiss……"
Li Zhe suddenly got goose bumps all over his body. Being called dad by a young girl was a pleasure, but being called dad by a middle-aged woman who was almost his own age made him feel like he was committing... incest.
"Fuck! Stop yelling like a chicken. I'm asking you, are you still lying on the ground crying?"
"No, no!"
The woman tried her best to breastfeed, but the zombies were still getting closer. She felt the zombies' roars right next to her ears. "Do you still want to die?"
"I don't want to die anymore! Save my master!"
The stench from the L-shaped zombie had already reached the woman's nasal cavity. She felt like she was about to pee. The last time she had this feeling was when her dead husband was still alive.
“Puff!”
Li Zhe stretched out a tentacle from his arm, wrapped with a Western sword, and directly pierced the L-shaped zombie's head. Then he gently stirred it, and yellow and white things splashed out. The middle-aged woman's hair and body were all over, emitting a disgusting fishy smell. The virus activity of these things was strong, and the brain was still slightly wriggling, like maggots wiggling around on the body...
“Ugh!”
The middle-aged woman collapsed on the ground and began to vomit. After she vomited everything , she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. The middle-aged woman: w(°Д°)w
“Ugh!”
She vomited again. Li Zhe ignored her and walked back. "If you stay there, the zombies behind will come over... I guess there won't be much time left before the zombies turn into zombies..."
The middle-aged woman was vomiting and shaking, muttering, "It's over, it's over, it's over... Wow! Why is my life so miserable~!" As she spoke, she threw the handkerchief to the ground again.
Li Zhe was shocked. Even at this time, the middle-aged woman's ancestral craftsmanship had not been lost. "If you keep crying there, no medicine can save you!"
Woman: (°ー°〃)
Then she hurriedly followed over, and Shen Jin gave her a magic bean with a 5-minute effect. The villagers here watched the middle-aged woman being toyed with by these officials, and then she came back in disgrace, trembling all over.
The villagers no longer dare to shout, they are afraid...
Before the end of the world, crying, making a fuss, and threatening to hang oneself were powerful weapons to deal with the government. With the help of shooting videos, editing videos, and uploading them to the Internet, the government officials could be controlled tightly. Social public opinion would favor these vulnerable groups, and even if the government officials were enforcing the law in a regular manner and had reasons, they would be accused of bullying the common people and thus be criticized. Internet violence is the progress of civilized society, but... now it is the end of the world, and ordinary people still want to use this method to force government officials to submit and agree to some unreasonable demands. That is nothing but wishful thinking. Not to mention that today is the semi-official No. 1 Home Base, even if the people from Tianluodiwang are here, they have to be controlled. It's the end of the world, and you still want to morally blackmail the government?
During the time I’m talking to you, I could go kill a few zombies and save a few of my compatriots who are still struggling.
Now, the remaining people didn't dare to complain anymore and just stood there obediently, because as long as they dared to show any signs, Li Zhe would glare at them, and then... they remembered the brains of the L-shaped zombie that had just splattered.
Half an hour later, the people who checked the granary came back, their faces full of surprise and joy. "Brother Jin... we got it! We got it! We don't have to worry about food anymore!"
"I guess so. How many exactly?"
The amount of central grain reserves in a city must be astonishing. You have to know that this is the reserve grain prepared for the more than 2 million permanent residents of Q City. Shen Jin is now in the No. 1 Home Base, with a total of only 30,000 people, less than 2%. For them, the central grain reserves will definitely allow them to not worry about food for a long time, and even... until the zombies are eliminated or humans become extinct.
Wu Yong did the final statistics. He held a small yellow notebook and said, "Boss, there are a total of 17 shallow round granaries and 2 vertical oil tanks. According to the data ledgers here and what we just saw, the actual situation is this: each shallow round granary has a grain storage capacity of about 10,000 tons. These 17 granaries are basically full. They only opened the granaries for rice and didn't eat much. Among them, 10 granaries are filled with rice, 3 are filled with wheat, 2 are filled with corn, and 2 are filled with soybeans, a total of about 170,000 tons of grain. The two oil tanks are filled with edible reserve oil, a total of 700 tons."
"Hiss~! Wow! That's a lot..." Shen Jin knew that the dragnet had helped him a lot this time when he heard the storage volume of grain in tens of thousands of tons. The Q City government built a granary in such a remote place and contracted it to an unknown small enterprise. If it weren't for the official news, Shen Jin really couldn't find these central reserve grains. Shang Qian supported her black glasses and said, "If each person consumes one kilogram of grain per day, 30,000 people consume 30,000 kilograms of grain every day, which is 15 tons. These 170,000 tons of grain are enough for the current population of Home No. 1 to eat for 11,300 days, which is... 31 years!"
“Good fellow!”
“Good fellow!”
“Good fellow!”
The captains all gasped. The number 31 years was too long. Others who obtained this batch of grain might need to consider storage and loss issues. The grain might go bad and become inedible after two or three years.
But the people in No. 1 Home know that the boss has food insurance technology!
Their [Craftsman Soul Backpack] also has this function. The food you put in will be the same as the food you take out. Even the temperature is exactly the same. Now when the extraordinary people of Home No. 1 go out in the morning, they directly take out hot breakfast from the cafeteria and put it in their [Craftsman Soul Backpack]. When they rest in the wild at noon, they take it out and eat it directly. The fried dough sticks in the morning are still steaming at noon...
If other forces get this batch of food, they will definitely find a way to move their base here, because... the transportation and storage of food are big problems. Warehouses like this one that are specially used to store food have the function of automatically controlling the temperature. Even after a power outage, the food can be stored for a longer time because of its airtightness and good internal temperature environment. It is early spring in Q City, and it is still cold in winter. There is no problem with the preservation of the food inside, and it is exactly the same as new food. In summer, the cold stored in winter will be slowly released, and the automatic control system inside will offset the heat outside, so that the inside reaches a temperature balance, extending the storage time of food.
But... after the power outage, the system stopped working and could only rely on the physical functions of the shallow cylindrical silo for storage.
Just like the government of City D, the officials set up a shelter directly at the place where the central grain reserves are stored. They are not short of food, so every resident of City D who comes to seek refuge can receive enough food to meet one person's daily minimum calorie requirements from the government for free.
Before Shen Jin went there, a large part of the electricity from the fuel generators in the D City base was supplied to the granary to maintain a better environment inside, so that the food could be stored for a longer period of time. The army can only be combat-ready if it has food.
It was not until Shen Jin built a wind turbine for the D city government that they were able to initially solve the electricity problem.
"Now that we have figured it out, shall we start moving? Wait a minute... let's calculate whether we can pack it away first?"
Shen Jin took out his precious calculator and started to calculate. "By the way, can anyone tell me how many kilograms of grain can be stored in one cubic meter of space?"
The three captains looked at each other and refused to answer with silence. Li Zhe's tentacles slowly stretched out to the three people. The elder captain answered: "The amount of food varies according to the type of food. According to my previous experience... it seems to be... how much?"
The middle-aged captain said: "Okay, old man, your memory is really bad. One cubic meter is 750 kilograms of grain, plus or minus 50 kilograms. If you calculate it this way, it must be correct!"
Captain Honest: "Uh... he's right!"
Li Zhe snorted coldly and retracted his tentacles. He was now the nightmare of the villagers in Sunjiazhai. They would capture people and feed them to the zombies if they disagreed with them. It was too cruel...
"Oh! 1 cubic meter equals 750 kilograms of grain... That's 170,000 tons of grain. Let me do the math..." Shen Jin paused as he operated on the calculator: "That's 226,666 cubic meters! Wow, these warehouses look big, but I didn't expect... they're this big!"
You should know that the area of a block carried by everyone is 1 cubic meter. Whether it is Shen Jin's backpack or the [Craftsman Soul Backpack] used by the extraordinary people, one grid can stack up to 64 of the same items, which means that one grid can hold 64 cubic meters of food. The [Craftsman Soul Backpack] has a total of 27 grids, and the maximum volume that each person can carry at one time is: 1,728 cubic meters.
"If we want to transport this food back, we'll need... 132 people to fill their backpacks!"
Shen Jin calculated the result in a few seconds, "Wait... there is still oil! 700 tons! According to the density of oil, it is about 875 cubic meters. Hmm... it seems that these two large oil tanks are not full. The evil shoddy workmanship party!"
Shen Jin felt that those who stockpiled edible oil before the end of the world must have made some money from it, otherwise, two such large oil tank depots would definitely have a reserve of more than 700 tons.
Shen Jin calculated again. His [Universal Fluid Unit (Empty)] can store one block of water, which is 1 cubic meter of water. "875 cubic meters, that's 875 [Universal Fluid Unit (Cooking Oil)], plus one person's backpack, that's enough!"
"Hiss~! In other words... taking into account some losses and personal belongings, Yang Ao, you just need to take your 150 people to transport the food back! By the way, when you go back, take the people from the three settlements with you. Oh, there are two warehouses of instant noodles in the instant noodle factory. Qi Tong, you take your 70 people and go with Yang Ao. You are responsible for bringing the food and people back to Home No. 1 safely!"
"Okay, brother Jin!"
"no problem!"
The two of them gladly agreed.
Shen Jin suddenly remembered something: "Oh, right, let's go underground! Yang Ao, remember the method I taught you? Digging a solid underground passage can not only transfer these ordinary people back, but also make it easier for our people to get out in the future. The next step... I plan to get some more buses. After the underground transportation network is established, we can go wherever we want!"
Underground transport network?
Everyone's eyes lit up. If they could travel underground, they could build a "subway" using everyone's cube-forming ability. Then they would no longer have to encounter zombies, and the danger of going out would be basically eliminated!
Shen Jin shouted loudly: "Everyone work overtime tonight to pack up all the food! Dig a tunnel and go home!"
"Okay, boss, just wait and see!"
"I'm good at filling bags!"
"Can I go dig first? Since I was a kid, I've dreamed of digging a hole in the ground to hide myself..."
More than 400 extraordinary people started to move. The people in Sunjiazhai felt that this scene was familiar. Oh! When the locusts came that year, the food... seemed to be gone just like this.
"Then can the people from our village go back with you?"
A young man stood up. He had not said much before.
Shen Jin looked at the young man with interest: "I thought you were not going to talk at all. You are the only... extraordinary person in Sunjia Village!"
