Mou Xuan returned home, locked the door, and poured all the material information he had collected onto the table.
In the dim light, the densely packed handwriting on the paper was intertwined like a tangled mess, making one's scalp numb.
"Wow, this amount of information is almost as much as Wikipedia." Mou Xuan rubbed his temple and complained.
Taking a deep breath, he sorted the messy papers into categories: food, medicine, weapons, energy...
Piles of them, like small hills.
The room was silent, with only the sound of shuffling papers.
Mou Xuan lit a cigarette, and the smell of nicotine made him relax a little.
He knew that this was just the beginning and the next work would be the real challenge.
He picked up a piece of paper that recorded food information, which listed the names, origins, shelf life, etc. of various foods.
Mou Xuan's eyes fell on the "compressed biscuits" and his brows furrowed.
This thing has a long shelf life and can satisfy hunger, making it a must-have in the end times.
But how much is enough?
"One year? Two years? Or three years?" Mou Xuan muttered to himself, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tapping" sound.
He picked up a pen, wrote a number on the paper, then crossed it out and replaced it with another number.
After repeating this several times, he still couldn't determine the final reserve amount.
"Forget it, let's calculate it as one year first." Mou Xuan finally made a decision, wrote down a number on the paper, and then circled it heavily.
Next, he began to estimate the reserves of other materials.
Medicines, weapons, energy...
Each item is crucial and cannot be taken lightly.
As time passed, the smoke in the room became thicker and thicker, and Mou Xuan's brows became more and more furrowed.
The reserve quantity of some materials is easy to determine, such as medicines, which can be roughly estimated based on the population and the incidence of common diseases.
But the reserves of some materials, such as energy, are difficult to determine.
After the end of the world, electricity supply will be cut off and gasoline will become very scarce.
How much energy is needed to survive?
Mou Xuan fell into deep thought, his fingers moving unconsciously on the table.
Suddenly, his fingers stopped and his eyes fell on a map.
"Wait..." Mou Xuan picked up the map and looked at it carefully, "This place..."
He picked up a pen and drew a circle at a certain location on the map.
"If you can..." Mou Xuan's mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, "Then..."
Mou Xuan took a deep puff of cigarette, and in the smoke, he found that some of the material information he had collected before was as blurry as if it was mosaic.
The specific location, quantity, and other key information are shrouded in mystery.
"Fuck, are you kidding me?" Mou Xuan couldn't help but swear. He felt like he had worked so hard to build a house, only to find out that the foundation was shoddy.
The information that I worked so hard to collect was lost at the critical moment.
He scratched his hair irritably and felt that the air in the room had become sticky, making it hard for him to breathe.
Are all the previous efforts in vain?
This is like playing a game to the end and suddenly being told that the save file is corrupted. Who can stand that?
Mou Xuan felt unwell all over and slumped dejectedly on the chair like a puddle of mud.
"Calm down! Calm down! Master Mou, you are going to be a big boss in the end times, how can you be stumped by such a small matter?" Mou Xuan suddenly took a gulp of cold water and began to take deep breaths.
He forced himself to calm down and re-examine the vague information.
"Blurred... does not mean nothing!" Mou Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, he picked up a pen and began to scribble on the paper.
He combined the vague information with fragments of memory from his past life and pieced them together like a puzzle.
"This place... I seem to have been there before!" A vague location information reminded him of an escape experience in his previous life.
He tried hard to recall the route and the surrounding environment, and completed the vague information bit by bit.
"This number...should be..." Another vague quantity information reminded him of the data mentioned in a news report in his previous life.
Based on this data and the changes in the population at the end of the world, he calculated the amount of reserves needed.
Time passed minute by minute, and Mou Xuan was like a Sherlock Holmes, unraveling the unclear information step by step.
Cigarette butts piled up in the room, and the air was filled with a strong smell of nicotine, but Mou Xuan didn't notice it at all. All he saw was the information.
Finally, the last piece of the puzzle is in place!
"Done!" Mou Xuan waved his fist excitedly, and all the material information was clearly presented in front of him.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that the huge rock pressing on his chest had finally fallen to the ground.
The air in the room seemed to become fresher and filled with the joy of victory.
Mou Xuan picked up the map and smiled confidently, "Next..."
Mou Xuan spread out the map and marked key locations on the map with red flags like a general commanding thousands of troops.
"Grain and oil station", "gas station", "drug store", "outdoor goods store"...
The densely packed red flags make people's blood boil.
"Perfect!" He snapped his fingers, a smug smile on his face.
It feels like playing a strategy game, with all the resource points in your pocket, and all you need to do is "charge"!
He printed out the list of supplies and looked at the ten essential supplies clearly listed on it. Each type was followed by detailed locations to obtain them and the amount of supplies in stock.
Compressed biscuits?
500 boxes!
mineral water?
1000 boxes!
Medical kit?
200 of them!
gasoline?
…
Ahem, the more the better!
This list is simply a guide to survival in the apocalypse!
Mou Xuan nodded with satisfaction. This feeling was as refreshing as emptying the shopping cart on Double Eleven!
He even began to imagine that after the end of the world, everyone else would fight for a bite to eat, while he would be in a safe house drinking fat house happy water, eating hot pot and singing songs...
Just thinking about it makes me feel good!
He seemed to have seen himself standing at the pinnacle of the end of the world, overlooking all living beings and looking down on the world!
"Hmph, those who betrayed me in the previous life, just wait and see!" A cold light flashed in Mou Xuan's eyes. This was not a simple stockpiling, this was the clarion call for revenge!
He rolled up the supply list and stuffed it into his backpack.
Outside the window, the night deepens and the hustle and bustle of the city gradually calms down.
"The game has begun..." Mou Xuan zipped up his backpack and walked towards the door...
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