West City Money, East City Power
After putting on a stuffy medical mask, Jiang Miao slipped into a steel plant, whose main products were large containers.
She remembered that before the end of the world, this type of container was very popular on the Internet. Many people assembled and stacked them at will, and spent very little money to build a two-story villa with five bedrooms and three living rooms in the suburbs.
The manufacturer must be taking advantage of this popularity, and there are even hidden circuits in the last batch of containers in the warehouse.
This thing is so big that it cannot be towed away by ordinary trucks except cranes. Jiang Miao waved his hand and put several containers into the space. They camped in the wild. If conditions permit, living here is certainly better than living in a tent.
After leaving the steel plant, Jiang Miao went to the brick factory, cement factory, tile factory, and putty factory. The offices of the bosses in these factories had been moved out, but the goods were still piled up in the warehouses with no one touching them.
It's a good bargain for her.
After collecting these, we went to the wood factory, glass factory, plastic factory, and rubber factory. The finished products in these factories had been taken away, and only the raw materials were still piled in the warehouse.
As the sky was about to brighten, Jiang Miao finished collecting these things and then gave up walking to the next street.
When she drove away and passed by vegetable factories, canning factories and other food processing factories, even though these factories had been emptied long ago, there were still countless people who did not believe in superstition and went in to look for any fish that had slipped through the net.
In the dark night before dawn, the van whizzed past on the factory road. The body of the van was hit more than three or two times, and some people even threw stones into the exhaust pipe of the van. Jiang Miao ignored them all and stepped on the accelerator to rush out of the northern city area.
It is undeniable that there are many abundant resources in the industrial park, and with so many people, there is naturally more competition.
Those who were able to make it out of Beicheng District in the previous life were all strong, quick-witted, brave and resourceful. The most famous one seemed to be Li Ke, who, with his brothers from Beicheng District, could compete with the Qinglong Gang in Ancheng.
And tonight, Li Kezhen and his brothers rode a tricycle to Haitian Medical Equipment to refuel the truck. They found this medical equipment factory and took away a lot of good things, selling them to many rich people who were afraid of death and made a lot of money.
The only one left is the color ultrasound machine.
Li Ke also took a fancy to the truck loaded with machinery, but he didn't know who had siphoned off the oil! Without oil, the truck became a useless decoration and could only be put aside for the time being.
In this world, oil is like a weapon, a necessity for protecting one's own safety and plundering other people's resources. The minions don't dare to drive away under Li Ke's nose, so why not steal some oil?
As fate would have it, Jiang Miao got lucky.
Looking at the empty basement, Li Ke fell into deep thought.
Who is this great immortal who could have taken the car away quietly in the North District?
Li Ke, like everyone else, has his priorities. Food, drink, clothing, and medicines are naturally the first things he should stock up on. Furniture, home appliances, and survival supplies are also available. When he has almost finished searching and has set his sights on the building materials factories and cement factories, the things inside have been emptied?!
He was even more confused.
Who on earth comes to the North City District specifically to stock up on these things!
I heard from my subordinates that a strange van without license plates came to the factory recently, but how could such a small van possibly carry all those things?
He was more inclined to believe that there was another powerful competitor in the North City, who was even faster and more far-sighted than him, and had far more information and resources in his hands than him. In this case, he had to plan his future path carefully.
Drive out of the northern city area.
Jiang Miao enriched her resources more than two months earlier than others, so her pace was naturally much faster than others. When everyone was focusing on food and drink, she no longer cared about it. As long as it was not garbage, she would hoard it in her space.
When he returned home, Jiang Miao keenly discovered that someone had been to the corridor on the twelfth floor, and even the bronze steel security door showed signs of being pried open.
Who is it?
Is he a neighbor or just a thief who came to scout the high-end neighborhood?
Or maybe it was the person who passed by me three times with a strange fragrance.
Jiang Miao had spent a huge amount of money to buy this door, which was designed to be used as an anti-theft door for safe deposit boxes. The mechanical lock core was only a backup, and it was just a decoration when the anti-theft door still had power. To open the door, both fingerprint and iris were required to be in effect at the same time.
Jiang Miao leaned against the wall and hid in the darkness. He waited in the stuffy corridor for five minutes, making sure that there was nothing unusual around him before he carefully opened the door and went in.
The room was quiet, dull, and hot, just as it had been before.
Raising his gun, Jiang Miao did not let down his guard. He first checked all the windows for signs of trampling, and then went to the large balcony on the top floor to see if there was anything unusual.
Jiang Miao didn't let down his guard until he had checked the entire room and confirmed that no one had entered. He collapsed to the ground and his sweat immediately soaked the tiles. It was really tiring to keep your nerves tense for a long time in such hot weather.
After a short rest, Jiang Miao did not dare to underestimate this problem. While the sun had not yet fully risen, she took out cement and glass, broke them, and then built thick and dense glass thorns on each windowsill, imitating the walls that prevent thieves, and the large balcony was no exception.
In addition, she installed an iron gate on the corridor leading to the top floor, so that people can clearly see what is happening outside from inside the house.
After thinking about it, Jiang Miao installed another one in the stairwell on the twelfth floor.
It was already 8:30 in the morning when all the work was done. The sun rose brightly, and the hot rays once again invaded the earth. Jiang Miao casually ate a filling biscuit, took a quick shower, went to the tent, turned on the air conditioner and began to rest.
They were almost falling asleep, but Jiang Miao seemed to have thought of something and installed electric fences on the two iron gates before he could fall asleep peacefully.
After waking up, Jiang Miao wanted to turn on the natural gas, but found that even the natural gas was cut off.
Now even high-end residential communities like Lanwan Community are facing the dilemma of 24-day water, electricity and gas outages, not to mention other places. It is estimated that apart from the municipal government that needs to operate 24 hours a day, only the Yuan family, the richest man in Ancheng, can still use water and electricity without restraint.
Fortunately, Jiang Miao has relied on the solar panels on the building for electricity for a long time. She just hopes that they will be more powerful and worth the money she has spent, and not be like her previous life, when she encountered an incident of solar panels spontaneously catching fire in hot weather.
As night fell, at the agreed time, Jiang Miao went to the bridge tunnel to find Li Chongyu to receive the goods.
"Sister Miao, come and see how it goes." Knowing Jiang Miao's attributes, Li Chongyu specially sharpened the arrowhead to make it sharper.
The arrows were sharp and the crossbows were eye-catching, so Jiang Miao only brought his sleeve arrows.
He loaded the short arrow, aimed at the wooden board next to him and shot the arrow. It went so deep into the wood that even Jiang Miao had to use a lot of strength to pull it out.
"Very good." Jiang Miao was very satisfied.
Even with a silencer installed, the sound of the gunfire was still very obvious in the silent night if one listened carefully. But now that Jiang Miao had a cold weapon for long-range attacks, it would be more convenient for him to move around in the future.
Li Chongyu sharpened the dagger again, and the brand new blade shone with a cold light. Jiang Miao took out a plastic bag that he had prepared in advance from his bag. Inside the bag were mineral water, instant noodles, compressed biscuits and canned food. These supplies were life-saving resources in doomsday. Li Chongyu was stunned for a moment and did not take it.
"These, these are more than what you can buy me for a bow and crossbow. In fact, it doesn't take much to repair the dagger."
Jiang Miao certainly knew this, but she was also very satisfied with Li Chongyu's personal abilities. In the apocalypse, she would come to him many times to buy cold weapons and repair broken blades. Giving him more survival resources was just because she didn't want him to be dead when she went to find him next time.
After all, this guy looks like an honest tech geek. The last time he was trapped for so long, he didn't even get saliva into his mouth. It shows how poor his doomsday survival ability is.
"Underground garages, warehouses that have been searched by shops, cinemas in shopping malls, and haunted houses in amusement parks. These places are far away from the sun and the temperature is relatively low. If you have a chance, you can look for a place to stay."
Li Chongyu seemed to have not expected Jiang Miao to tell her this. After a moment of silence, he accepted the gift without saying anything and expressed his gratitude sincerely: "Thank you, Sister Miao. I'll go find her when I have time."
"Well, leave me an address under the bridge after you find it. I'll come to you if there's anything that needs repairing." Even though Jiang Miao valued his personal skills very much, he never thought of taking him under his wing.
It’s not that she didn’t have companions in her previous life, but the feeling of betrayal was too unforgettable. In this life, Jiang Miao felt that she didn’t need teammates at all because she relied on space and the prophet. Being a lone wolf was her way of survival.
So she prefers Party A and Party B to a companion relationship.
She had no intention of going to the industrial park in the northern suburbs again. That night, as she looked at the deep and shallow wounds on the van, it was hard not to suspect that those people threw stones at the van just to leave a mark on the body of the van so that they could rob it and replenish supplies if they met them later.
Jiang Miao drove towards Dongcheng District.
Over there is the old city area of Ancheng. The people who live here are either rich or noble. They have always looked down on the newly rich like the Jiang family and excluded them from entering. So the new capitalists of Ancheng have circled out a place in the West City District, and the Jiang family's old mansion and estate are also there.
It is said that West City has money and East City has power, and the North and South districts have hard-earned money. If there is only one place in Ancheng that can get things from the military, it may only be the East City District with its power.
Unfortunately, when Jiang Miao drove the car to the core area, he was stopped by armed security personnel who asked for a pass.
This area is full of Republican-era buildings left over from the last century. They are ancient and full of the flavor of power. The floors inside are not high but the prices directly raise the average housing price in Ancheng by more than two times.
The Yuan family's old house is inside, but people are generally developing industries in Beijing now. If the eldest son of the Yuan family, Yuan Yiwei, had not left Ancheng, he should have taken refuge inside.
The night in Dongcheng District was still brightly lit and full of singing and dancing. Jiang Miao returned empty-handed and had to retreat temporarily.
——The natural disaster is gradually escalating, and the low buildings here will collapse sooner or later after the heavy rain.
She had been waiting for this day.
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