In a flash of light, a micro-factory appeared in Qin Che's system.
It's a bit like a miniature landscape, only the size of a palm. It's very beautiful and has a strong industrial aesthetic. All the facilities and machinery are polished to a shine and look brand new.
Qin Che can find a piece of land and take it out to install at any time.
Unfortunately, it cannot be used within the system because the factory requires energy to operate.
This is a fully automated synthesizer production line located in the underground industrial center of Jinling Shelter No. 1, which was the greatest source of survival for mankind two hundred years ago.
To operate it, it requires hydrogen and synthetic agents extracted from more than sixty kinds of biological enzymes as consumables, plus some electrolyzed water and energy, to convert carbon dioxide in the air into edible starch.
This technology already existed before Qin Che traveled through time.
However, it is clear that after a period of development, it has become more advanced and has a very high cost-performance ratio.
It can operate fully by using the solar energy in the desert. Bio-enzyme extraction is one of the production line links in this factory. The system rewards it along with the process. Through a series of production steps such as preparation, solidification, and modification, the liquid enzyme is poured into the synthesizer.
Qin Che was somewhat excited.
Controlling the grain supply is almost equivalent to controlling the hearts and minds of the people.
Especially in this wasteland, where arable land is already scarce, having this factory that can produce enough starch is no less than having nuclear energy technology with controlled fusion.
First, it freed up a large amount of labor, which has both advantages and disadvantages, but it can certainly be one of the variables.
Secondly, it can save a lot of land resources.
Third, it can provide industries with cheap and abundant raw materials, such as alcohol, acetic acid, methanol, maltose, glucose, printing paste, textile sizing, paper, pharmaceuticals, etc.
It can also be used for animal husbandry, as fodder for livestock.
The food problem will be greatly alleviated.
Sandcastle has always lacked food resources. With this factory, although it can no longer hold others hostage, it is no longer afraid of being held hostage by others. It can free up surplus resources and labor to do other things.
A powerful bargaining chip.
But Qin Che has no intention of handing it over, at least he doesn't have that kind of status and prestige yet.
With this thing and a huge sum of money on hand, one can do a lot of things and has no shortage of supporters; one can do whatever one wants.
Possessing a treasure is a crime.
Qin Che planned to wait until he had power before taking things slowly.
...
Daylight broke.
Dou Yuan smoked a cigarette, looking at the burning corpses on the street ahead, his nostrils filled with the smell of blood.
He spent the entire night in the dark streets, following Lu Shi's orders, arresting resistance members in the stubborn communities. He arrested so many people that their prison vans were overflowing.
"After this battle, everyone in the entire division will have a piece of meat to eat." Dou Yuan walked up, sat on a pile of boxes with a smile, and looked at Lao Huang, the squad commander next to him.
Huang Yanping yawned.
He joined the team relatively early; Dou Yuan was still a new recruit at the time. This guy was quite good at getting things done, and in just one year, he was promoted from an ordinary soldier to the position of squad commander.
I heard that several of his superiors think highly of him.
However, Huang Yanping himself has a rather lazy personality. He believes that every new recruit had firm ideals and a sense of justice when he joined the team. After working hard for many years, what he has seen and heard is increasingly different from what he saw and heard when he was young.
They all came from the second and third districts, and most of the new recruits were second-class citizens.
Because once first-class citizens join the army, they can quickly rise to the position of platoon commander.
Although they were just occupying positions without doing any work, what could they do when they came from a good family?
Dou Yuan was first-class, while Huang Yanping was second-class.
When facing him, Huang Yanping actually felt somewhat inferior, and this inferiority stemmed from jealousy.
Although the two held the same position.
The Fourth Division had two commanders-in-chief and six detachment commanders under its command. Huang Yanping worked incredibly hard and made it to this position after years of maneuvering.
As a result, he used his first-class background certificate and recommendation letter to complete half of the race track in just one year.
That's not all.
It will be upgraded again in the future.
"I heard that Commander-in-Chief Cui is retiring?" Huang Yanping looked at him and asked with a frown.
"Ah, he has reached retirement age and has recently begun to gradually step down, distributing some of his authority to our three squads."
Huang Yanping laughed and said, "I'm letting you fight over this on purpose, to see who performs the best so that the position of commander-in-chief will be given to them in the future."
Dou Yuan shrugged. "That still depends on Master Lu's opinion. In the end, aren't we all just working for Master Lu?"
Huang Yanping pointed at him and said with a laugh, "You come from a good family, you know how to get things done, and you're good at managing people. You have a lot of potential."
Dou Yuan smiled and waved his hand without saying anything.
"It's not easy to get a job in the military. My family initially helped me get a job commuting in the First District, but now even a simple errand-running position under an officer is highly sought after. With my family's resources... it's far from enough."
"Have you ever thought about commuting to the Grand Secretariat? I remember your family members are all in the system."
“My family says I have a wild personality and commuting to the government office isn’t suitable for me… so let’s not waste this resource.” Dou Yuan leaned back and looked up at the sky. “My family has finally made it. My father went to the No. 1 campaign office and will be able to rise through the ranks in the future. My mother does odd jobs at the office, but she is still a small manager. She can occasionally see the Crocodile Head family in the central district. You tell me, it’s not shameful for me to be a division commander, is it?”
Huang Yanping sighed, "You should go to the Second or Third Division. This place is no place for a human being; it's dirty, chaotic, and unsuitable for you."
"I like dirty and chaotic places."
Dou Yuan turned to look at him, grinned, and said, "Killing someone here is not illegal."
Huang Yanping:......
Indeed, this is a garbage dump, where soldiers can do whatever they want.
Clearly, the Fourth Division's search of Black Street this time didn't even give the Sand Rat any face. The Lu Division is really powerful. With Marshal Li protecting them, plus the election now... it's no big deal to squeeze out a quick buck.
However, the stench of tar emanating from the burning corpses in front of him still made Huang Yanping frown slightly.
"Let's go, search the next area." Huang Yanping stood up and patted his butt.
Dou Yuan, standing behind him, asked in confusion, "We agreed to meet here, what's wrong with Lao He? Why isn't he back yet?"
Huang Yanping chuckled, "The community he went to has a lot of women. They probably haven't woken up yet after a whole night."
"Oh? Women... Which neighborhood is that over there?"
"It seems to be... Shell Community? One of the famous red-light districts in the underworld. The prices are acceptable, but I've been to the shops there before, and the experience was just so-so."
"Let's go take a look."
Huang Yanping chuckled wickedly, "Hey, you're so young, you should do less of this stuff, it's unhealthy."
Dou Yuan also revealed the same sly smile.
But the next second, he saw a black shadow fly down from above and pierce through Lao Huang's neck in the blink of an eye.
Blood splattered out!
Old Huang's smile froze on his face before he collapsed to the ground.
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