Orphaned and working tirelessly for three years, I finally bought my own house only to face the apocalypse. For the second time, I must endure the same catastrophic disaster.
But this time I ...
Led by Liang Ping, everyone set off against the cold wind. It felt like the temperature was even lower today. Before leaving, Xu Lin checked the thermometer and found it was already -42°C.
After walking for an hour and a half, we finally arrived. To make it easier to obtain materials, the factory was built at the foot of the mountain, most of which is now buried under ice, but the timber production workshop was built halfway up the mountain to make it convenient to use local materials.
The group was located outside the processing workshop halfway up the mountain.
"Everyone should go out and find their own supplies for heating. Once you're done, we'll meet here. If you want to exchange supplies, do so before you go home."
After Lao Liu finished speaking, everyone scattered to find what they wanted. It was so cold, no one wanted to say another word.
Xu Lin and Zhou Pin still went to the furthest workshop, which produced turnover boxes. It was divided into raw material area, cutting area, assembly area and finished product area. The two of them went through every part of the workshop, from raw materials to finished products.
To avoid suspicion, the two found four crates and filled them with cut wooden strips and planks as the harvest from the workshop.
The two dragged their crates to the meeting point, but the others hadn't arrived yet.
"Are we going to exchange supplies with them later?" Zhou Pin asked.
"We can exchange if there are suitable ones." Xu Lin felt that it was always good to collect more varieties, as you never know when you might need them.
Others gradually gathered, some dragging bed boards, some dragging wardrobes, and some carrying several sacks of handicrafts.
Since they were all wooden products and there wasn't much to exchange, and it was already 1 p.m., everyone decided to head back early.
On the way, Xu Lin walked up to Zheng Ming, who was carrying handicrafts.
"The workshop you went to produces handicrafts, right?" Xu Lin asked Zheng Ming.
"Yes, there are both big and small ones. We picked the small ones and brought them back, but we still have to break the big ones apart ourselves."
"These handicrafts are all coated with oil, so they should be quite heat-resistant. Why don't you take some wood wax oil from the workshop and use it to burn?"
“Yes, Captain, let’s come over tomorrow to pick up the wood wax oil!” Zheng Ming said, turning to Old Sun.
"Do you still have wood wax oil in your workshop? Don't wait until tomorrow, send these logs home and we'll come back again." Old Liu was very excited.
The group quickened their pace to return home. Perhaps because they were carrying wood this time, no one came to rob them. They made it home smoothly, put down the wood, drank some hot water, and set off again.
Everyone followed Zheng Ming to the craft workshop, where they saw barrels of wood wax oil piled up in a small warehouse in the corner of the workshop, just enough for one person.
"Since we're already here, let's check if there's anything usable in the other workshops," Zeiss said.
"Okay, let's split up and look for it."
Everyone went out. Xu Lin gave Zhou Pin a look, and Zhou Pin followed the others out. Xu Lin packed up everything in the workshop and then thoughtfully locked the door.
Next, Xu Lin and Zhou Pin followed the group through each workshop. Every time the group came out of a workshop, Xu Lin, under Zhou Pin's cover, would collect all the items in the workshop and lock the door.
After touring all the workshops, everyone had made a great haul. Xu Lin also acquired a variety of wood products and tools, and most importantly, equipment and trucks for transporting timber, conveyor belts, logging machines, electric drills, and chainsaws. This would make it possible to settle down in the forest in the future.
The group hurried back under the cover of night. Although the wind was biting cold, their hearts were warm. Because they had a lot of things and it was dark, it took them three hours to get back to their neighborhood.
Back on the eighth floor, Xu Lin handed Zhou Pin a thermos of ginger soup and a basket of steamed buns before going inside. The ginger soup was to ward off the cold, and the buns would be eaten the next morning.