Chapter 13 New Weapons

Contraband? Space is not customs, could this be the reason?

Luo Jiu opened the receipt and went through the items he had put into the space yesterday. The three of them racked their brains and were thinking hard when Feng Qi suddenly appeared in the corridor with a thud.

She grabbed the towel around her neck and wiped the sweat off her forehead, "What are you doing?"

Luo Jiu looked at her with a half-smile, "Where did you go jogging?"

Feng Qi said, "Space, didn't you say to try not to go out?"

Zhong Jialing gritted her teeth in anger, jumped over and jumped on her, "Are you sick? You scared us to death. We thought the space couldn't accommodate people and suddenly broke down."

Cheng Yaoyao put her hands on her hips and said, "The yard is so big, isn't it enough for you to run around?"

Feng Qi smiled and scratched his head. "I thought about sorting out the goods at the same time. Robots are just not as good as humans. They crush all the light things underneath. I fiddled with it for a while and threw all the toilet paper and other things on the high shelf above, freeing up two or three rooms."

Luo Jiu smiled and said, "That's fine. We won't be going out anyway, so we can take turns to go in and tidy up when we are free. But we have to establish a new rule. Everyone who enters the space must report to the group."

Feng Qi tilted her head mischievously and saluted, "Yes, madam."

There is no need to taste the food today. Grandma got up early in the morning and made a hearty breakfast.

Grind the potatoes into a paste and make them into soft and delicious potato pancakes. Dip them in garlic sauce and they are so delicious.

Feng Qi ate one in two bites, accompanied by the delicious beef meatball soup and the pickled vegetables prepared by grandma and Yaoyao. He couldn't stop eating.

A large steel basin of potato cakes was almost empty, and Zhong Jialing muttered quietly: "Should we stock up on some more potatoes?"

Cheng Yaoyao said: "It's better to plant potatoes than to hoard them. Anyway, we have all the farming tools. When we settle down in the apocalypse, we can plant them ourselves."

Feng Qi: "I saw it once. Just bury the potato pieces in the ground."

Luo Jiu: "That was the method used more than a decade ago. It was troublesome and the yield was not high. I have already bought potato seeds, which were developed by scientists using gene editing technology in 2015. One acre of land can produce 6,000 kilograms, and only a few grams of seeds are needed for one acre of land. I bought ten kilograms of potato seeds, and I can't finish planting them."

Zhong Jialing was stunned by what she heard. She didn't know the old way of growing potatoes, nor the new technology of growing potatoes.

Holding the rice bowl, he smiled slightly, "I knew I didn't have to worry about these things."

After dinner, the four of them went upstairs for a small meeting.

Although everything has been purchased, there is still a lot of preparation to be done in the next week.

Cheng Yaoyao started the sewing machine and sewed the leather material and the stab-proof vest together to make a customized battle robe.

Feng Qi was responsible for training everyone's physical fitness every day, and continued to purchase various tools that could be transformed into weapons. The weapons room on the first basement floor was full of tools, and the sound of sharpening machines could be heard from time to time.

Zhong Jialing is responsible for space storage and organization. Organizing space is the same as organizing rooms. The house looks small? It will become bigger after tidying it up.

If things are not thrown around, a lot of space can be freed up. She sorted for three days and had enough space to fill two or three buildings.

Luo Jiu allocated a private space for each person, a high-rise warehouse made up of more than a dozen containers, which could store a large amount of things. These four towers made up of containers were everyone's private land, allowing everyone to store what they wanted.

Feng Qi didn't have anything in particular he wanted to stock up on, so he just bought things randomly. But Zhong Jialing was mysterious every day, and no one knew how many strange boxes she had signed for.

Luo Jiu didn't care about these things as she had too many things to do.

The first is to download various agricultural technology books to prepare for future farming.

There will definitely be many things she has not done in the future. As a good student, Luo Jiu believes that books are the ladder of human progress, so she has prepared the ladder first.

She not only prepared books on planting, but also books on animal husbandry, medical treatment, Chinese and Western medicine, massage, bone setting, acupuncture, cooking, baking, and wild survival. In short, the first thing she put in her own private plot was books.

Moreover, she saw a lot of instructional videos on the short video platform, such as how to make a fire, how to filter water, and how to make barbecue more delicious. In short, everything was taken into consideration, whether it was basic survival or taste enjoyment. Her mobile phone with more than 500G was fully downloaded in just a few days.

The second thing Luo Jiu had to worry about was the energy problem. Before, she had been thinking about how to get a large amount of gasoline, but after thinking about it, she realized that there was no legal method before the apocalypse, and after the apocalypse, there would be zombies everywhere and she couldn't risk her life to get gasoline.

So she changed her mind. Instead of gasoline, she used other energy sources. She could use solar and wind power for electricity. She could use coal for fuel. If her villa was attacked one day and she needed to escape, she could also use electric cars.

Xiaomi's new energy vehicle has already reached Su90. She ordered five units, in olive green, mousse pink, pearl white, bay blue, and classic black, all top-of-the-line.

After purchasing the car, they also purchased ten wind turbines and ten solar turbines.

Without electricity, nothing can be done. But once the electricity problem is solved, there is actually nothing to worry about. As long as the fortress is not breached, they can eat and drink well in the end times and their daily lives will be the same as before.

Luo Jiu set up searchlights, tents, and high-power telescopes on the large terrace on the top floor of the villa. The population in the villa area is not dense, but there is a large sanatorium and several schools not far away.

Luo Jiu looked towards the school playground with a telescope. She felt a chill when she thought about the students running in groups there who would become an army of zombies after the apocalypse.

"Hello!"

Luo Jiu turned around after being patted on the shoulder. Zhong Jialing was holding up a large plate. "Afternoon tea, desserts and fruits are all carefully selected by me. Come and have a try."

The rosy fruit burst in his mouth, sour and sweet. Luo Jiu was surprised, "The cherries we stockpiled last time didn't seem to be this sweet?"

Zhong Jialing smiled proudly, "That's not a cherry, it's a big cherry from Northeast China. They look similar, but cherries are cheaper and sweeter than cherries. I stocked up 5,000 kilograms of them as soon as they were put on the market. Aren't you discerning?"

Luo Jiu gave her a thumbs up and just as he spit out the pit, Zhong Jialing hurriedly said, "We have to keep this pit. We can plant our own cherry trees in the future."

The space is not very large at present. If you want to plant crops, you must plant crops. It takes several years for trees to bloom and bear fruit, which sounds unrealistic. But Luo Jiu didn't want to discourage her enthusiasm, and said with a smile: "It's rare that Miss Zhong thinks about the long-term, so keep it and plant it when you have the chance."

After a while, Cheng Yaoyao and Feng Qi also came up. Feng Qi brought her latest weapon research to demonstrate.

It was an elongated double sickle, and the overall shape was a bit like a pair of big scissors, but the head part was made of two sickles welded together.

Cheng Yaoyao put the watermelon on the table. Feng Qi said, "Look, this is the blood drop that I researched. Pretend it's a zombie. As soon as it shows its head, I'll snap--"

The watermelon was indeed cut into two halves, but the sickle was stuck and could not be opened after closing. Feng Qi was anxious and tried to break it hard, and one of the ends broke off and fell to the ground with a clang.