Chapter 32 Zombie Harvester

The official name of the base is Seed Base, symbolizing the preservation of the human race.

Ordinary people only experience panic due to a lack of understanding of the situation; only the authorities know how terrifying this global disaster truly is.

After the authorities realized what was happening, they immediately took action.

Summon superhumans, clear out zombies, build a seed base, collect supplies, and rescue survivors.

All of this was done in a race against time, very quickly.

Now, a few days have passed since the zombie outbreak, and this is a crucial period for the seed base to do everything possible to clear out the zombies and build a safe base.

The helicopter flew low along the street, attracting zombies with its loud noise and activity, leading them to the outskirts for a coordinated extermination.

This is one of the solutions the seed base has for clearing out zombies.

Luring large numbers of zombies together to eliminate them can reduce the crisis in the city and ensure the survival rate of survivors.

Even if all the zombies cannot be lured away, having fewer remaining ones will pose less of a threat to the survivors.

Before the zombie outbreak in her previous life, Meng Shiwan had also read some zombie apocalypse novels.

Once a zombie outbreak occurs, human civilization will be paralyzed, leaving humanity helpless against the zombies and forced to fight for survival.

Meng Shiwan didn't quite understand this.

As a superpower in heavy industry, how could it possibly be unable to deal with zombies that have little intelligence and only know how to bite with their necks stuck out?

Even she can easily kill hundreds or thousands of zombies using chainsaws and elevators.

With heavy machinery, various firearms, and the support of superhumans, how could the nation possibly be helpless?

Establishing a safe base is not too difficult.

The real challenge of this disaster is not the zombies, but the natural disaster.

Zombies can be eliminated using various methods, creating a safe haven.

Natural disasters, however, attack indiscriminately, invading any living space available to humankind.

During the upcoming extreme heat, temperatures will rise to over 60 degrees Celsius, causing heatstroke and heat exhaustion in humans.

The power lines caught fire, causing a nationwide internet outage. Various fires, large and small, destroyed vast quantities of supplies.

In addition, many supplies have been occupied by the zombie horde, and it will take a lot of effort to retrieve them.

This is when humanity is truly driven to the brink of extinction.

The scarcity of resources, unsuitable climates, and uncultivable land will become the greatest challenges to human survival.

Meng Shiwan lost all interest in watching the movie, and even the food in her mouth didn't taste good anymore.

She had to find a way to collect as much as possible before a large amount of supplies were destroyed.

She held the chilled watermelon, spooning it into her mouth, her mind racing.

The idea of ​​stockpiling more supplies requires more space to expand.

Space requires crystal nuclei.

The key is to hunt more zombies and obtain crystal cores.

Her gaze gradually focused as she examined her RV.

or……

She can take advantage of the RV's ability to protect herself from all harm.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. He even stopped eating the watermelon in his hand, immediately changed back into the dirty clothes he had just taken off, opened the door, and got out of the RV.

Meng Shiwan looked up and pointed at the pair of eyes upstairs that kept peeking at her, "You!"

Before he could retract his head, Du Zitao trembled in fright and stammered, "What... what happened to me?"

He was extremely flustered. Could it be that he had angered the other party by looking at him too curiously and that the other party was going to kill him?

To his surprise, he heard Meng Shiwan ask, "Can you repair farm machinery?"

Du Zitao quickly replied, "I don't know."

Just as Meng Shiwan looked away, he suddenly blurted out, "But my dad does. He used to repair tractors for the villagers all the time."

Father Du: ? ? ?

He slapped his stupid son on the head and muttered, "Why did you tell her this? We shouldn't associate with this villain."

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Meng Shiwan said calmly, "Get down."

The whole family of four was stunned.

Du Zitao regretted it so much he wanted to slap himself. Why did he have to talk so much?

Seeing that they were dawdling, Meng Shiwan realized that it would get dark soon if they kept dragging their feet.

She frowned. "What, do you want me to go upstairs and invite you?"

Du Zitao quickly shook his head and shouted, "No need, no need, let's go down, we'll go down right now."

Chen Manning panicked and whispered, "You talk too much! Now look what's happened. What if we upset her and she kills us?"

Du Zitao regretted it now, but it was too late. He could only bite the bullet and say, "She probably asked us for help. If we don't provoke her, she probably won't kill us. Dad and I are going downstairs. You and Mom stay home and guard the house."

"We'll just do whatever she tells us to do; there shouldn't be any major problems."

Du's mother was already in tears, and quickly grabbed Du Zitao, saying, "Can't we not go down?"

Du Zitao smiled wryly, "If we don't go down and anger her, she might really come up and kill us. Don't worry, if we don't provoke her, we should be fine."

He followed behind Mr. Du and walked towards the door.

As they walked, Du Zitao suddenly turned around and said, "If we really die, you two live well."

These words startled Chen Manning so much that she started wiping away tears.

Meng Shiwan, who was downstairs, was unaware that while she was simply asking for help, the family upstairs had already begun giving their last words.

The two walked cautiously and hesitantly to Meng Shiwan.

After considering for a while, Du Zitao decided on his form of address, "Sister, what can I do for you?"

This girl looks younger than him, but she's way more awesome than him. Calling her "sister" wouldn't be a bad deal.

Mr. Du stood by with a forced smile, afraid that Meng Shiwan would think they were unwilling to come down.

His smile looked even worse than his tears.

Meng Shiwan asked, "I want to install a rotary machine in front of my RV, is that possible?"

Rotary rotary kilns are used to loosen the soil in farmland.

A long, curved blade is welded around a main shaft, which is powerful enough to easily strangle zombies when it rotates.

Installing a row of [something] in front of the RV, plus the RV's immunity to all damage, makes it a veritable zombie-reaping machine when driving.

Meng Shiwan felt that her solution was perfect.

However, the tiller requires diesel power to operate, and how to connect it to the RV's fuel tank to make the tiller rotate was a blind spot for Meng Shiwan.

Mr. Du immediately replied, "Yes, he can do it."

Even if you can't, you have to be able to.

He was terrified that if he said no, the thug's shovel would plunge into his head the next second.

The truth is, Mr. Du really knows how to do this job.

When he was young, he could repair tractors. Later, when combine harvesters and tillers became popular, he specifically sought out someone to learn how to repair them and could basically repair them as well.

But later, as she got older and her son became successful, she didn't want to continue doing that dirty and tiring work.

I just came to the city, rented a shop, and opened a farm tool store.

After discussing it, the three headed straight to a nearby agricultural machinery shop.

Mr. Du started a tractor and towed a small rotary tiller to the RV.

Large rotary locomotives are too long; smaller ones are the perfect length to install in front of the RV.

Just then, a middle-aged man's head popped out from upstairs and shouted, "Hey, why are you stealing my machine?"

The owner of the machinery shop is not dead.

Both Mr. Du and Du Zitao turned to look at Meng Shiwan; this was a matter for her to handle.

The two of them were only responsible for doing the work.