Chapter 325 Reconstruction

Jing Yimai picked up the shovel again and continued working in silence.

After a while, footsteps were heard again.

Kicking and tapping.

Stepping on the puddle to get closer.

Jing Yimai felt a little annoyed and simply turned his back.

"Brother Jing, let me help you."

The person who came was Xiao Dingxiang.

Jing Yimai paused. What was she doing here?

"No, go back to Uncle Liu."

He always felt helpless towards this savior.

He was naturally very clear about the other person's feelings for him, but he always felt that this was a kind of admiration for the strong. After all, he had experienced this before...

"Uncle is here too, kid, don't be too touched." Uncle Liu was wearing rain boots and winking at his daughter with his back to her.

Forced, involuntary, casual...

Jing Yimai sighed silently, picked up the shovel and continued working.

By one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the base was completely cleaned up.

Every corner has been turned over several times.

The plant-based mutant planted insect-repellent plants next to the wall, and planted a whole row of vines with super strong strangling power five meters outside the wall.

Chu Wanfu took out the various pesticides he had saved and asked people to sprinkle them in when turning the soil.

He looked at the expiration date on it and wondered:

I wonder if poison will become more toxic after it expires?

"You make some arrangements. Send a few teams out to look for supplies. It would be best if they could get a few mixers. The ground in the base needs to be rebuilt, and you need them to look for cement, sand, and other materials."

Chu Wanfu frowned as he looked at the black mud road full of puddles in the base and decided to put road construction on the agenda.

After several days of raging winds, the base was in a mess, and even several houses were blown away, including the wooden windows and doors of the makeshift hospital, and all the things inside that had not been taken away in time were blown away.

Not to mention the house without a roof, the furniture, bedding, and daily necessities were all blown into the sky.

At this moment, the rain stopped, and the residents of the safe zone put on their rain boots, rushed back to their houses to check, and then ran to the base of the base wall.

There are still some surviving things there, but no one knows who they belong to.

"Don't move! That's my stool!"

"That's my quilt! It has little blue flowers! Put it down!"

"You can't possibly snatch this roof from me, right? Can you even have two roofs in your house?"

A loud noise arose, and groups of people were grabbing the same object, claiming it was theirs.

Blue and red four-piece sets, thermoses with large flowers, army green cotton coats, etc., these things all come from holiday hotels. There are only a few varieties for sale. Who can tell who owns them?

Even if they argued all the way to Xia Yan, she could only spread her hands and couldn't explain clearly.

When a strong wind blows, it is not just one or two households that lose things. It is impossible to tell whose things are blown away and whose things are left behind.

Finally, without fighting, everyone unanimously agreed: whoever picks it up first owns it.

Chu Wanfu couldn't tell who the things belonged to, but he could send people to help rebuild the roof.

There's so much work to do at the base: guard duty, scavenging for supplies, repairing roads, renovating houses, renovating hospitals, renovating office areas, rebuilding residential areas...

Due to the shortage of manpower, he simply transferred all the remaining troops from the Yinshanling base.

In order to save time, just enter and exit through Xia Yan's portal.

The soldiers who came here for the first time were wrapped up very tightly. The first step they took out of the portal was shocked by the hot air blowing in their faces and the lush green scenery in front of them, which obviously had just rained.

Is this still the same planet?

Are you sure they didn't travel directly to somewhere else?

"Change your clothes and get back to work!"

When the soldiers heard this, they quickly unbuttoned their clothes - no wonder their leader asked them to wear short-sleeved shirts underneath, mainly to save time and effort.

Xia Yan angrily earned a wave of points, happily returned to his private room, turned on the TV, and looked for a melodramatic drama about rebirth and revenge.

Then order some cold noodles with turkey, fried tripe vermicelli, 999 big strawberries, fresh and delicious mangosteen in the food court, and finally have a cup of "Beat the Scumbag" coffee.

A sumptuous 'afternoon tea' was in place.

Since the hotel got on track, she never looked at the prices when buying things. She just clicked her finger and could eat or buy whatever she wanted.

Just one word, awesome!

...

The base was rebuilt intensively for two weeks, and Xia Yan disappeared for two weeks.

When she appeared in the hotel lobby on time, she found that the original muddy path outside had been replaced by a smooth concrete road from beginning to end.

The entire base leaped from a "poor household" to a "new town".

It's only been a few days since I last saw it, and the buildings that were originally all bungalows have become three-story buildings, and they are still building more buildings.

Xia Yan walked into the safe zone and looked up.

It turns out that the construction was so fast because people with special abilities cooperated with each other.

There's no need for a crane, and no need to wait for the cement to dry - as long as a water-based mutant is there, everything is not a problem.

The space ability user took out some crooked steel bars that he had retrieved from somewhere, gave them to the fire ability user to melt at ultra-high temperature, and then transferred them to the metal ability user to reshape them into straight bars with spiral patterns.

Remote control, directly set it up in the predetermined position, control the intersection to merge, and finally control the thick iron wire to tie it for secondary fixation.

The rest of the work is left to the mud-type and water-type mutants.

It's like an assembly line, very fast.

Compared to conventional house construction in peacetime, the supernatural powers in the apocalypse are much faster.

Since there is no electricity in the base, everyone except gathering at the door to use the lights on the roof of the hotel at night, or going to bed early.

When they were building the houses this time, they left various washed glass pieces on the walls, and each household also installed a small solar panel with a small light bulb connected underneath and stuffed in a plastic bottle.

At night, the small pieces absorbed throughout the day release energy at this moment, and the small light bulb lights up, illuminating the room, and there is finally light in the house.

The simple hospital was no longer simple. First, all the wooden windows were installed with glass.

(Judging from the thickness, Xia Yan guessed that they had removed the bulletproof glass directly from a bank and brought it back to use.)

The walls inside were no longer gray and rough, but were painted with putty. Even the floor was covered with brand new flooring brought back from the furniture store.

Although the floor color in each room may be different, it is much better than dirt.

Ever since the space users put all their inventory in the storage space, they want everything they see.

I used to think that the oversized counters, three-meter-long luxurious office desks, European-style padded round stools, etc., took up too much space, but now I just take whatever I see and regard everything as a treasure!

"There's an office building up ahead. Shall we go?"