After the post-apocalyptic weapons and equipment production line was restored, Wei Lun settled here.
About a week has passed.
The factory was finally completed, and all the production lines were installed inside. Their operation was also roughly determined.
This production line is a multi-functional one, capable of producing not only automatic rifles but also many high-precision weapons typically found only in post-apocalyptic worlds.
This news delighted Wei Lun.
"Boss, we just tested it, and this small production machine can manufacture a medical robot!"
Zeng Guangtian proudly reported on the production line's progress. After several days of experimentation and the collaborative research of many talented individuals, they had finally produced their first piece of equipment.
Miniature nanomedical robots
A small robot injected into the human body can combat disease by repairing and treating individual cells.
Nanorobots are a highly interdisciplinary field.
The disciplines involved include at least biology, materials science, physics, chemistry, artificial intelligence, microelectronics, and so on.
Once injected into the human body, it will automatically repair necrotic or diseased tissue cells and eliminate threatening pathogens that enter the body, making it a truly revolutionary technology for the post-apocalyptic world.
As long as you are not dead, this miniature nanomedical robot can save your life in time.
Of course, it's impossible for a missing arm or leg to grow back, but this ability to fight bacteria and viruses is truly remarkable.
"Great! Start production now. Keep some for the guards, and I'll need some!"
Weren began instructing his guards to start producing these miniature nanomedical robots.
It is clear that these miniature nanomedical robots, if brought to modern times, could cure the vast majority of diseases.
More practical than Level 1 enhancement needles, one stimulates the body's potential, and the other is a true treatment.
The micro-nano medical robot will not reveal its secrets. After using it, people will only feel that their disease has been cured, and there will be no other changes. This is exactly the kind of product that Weilon needs!
"Yes, boss! I'll start production right away!"
Zeng Guangtian answered excitedly, then turned and left to gather his guards to begin producing miniature nanomedical robots.
As the number of guards increased, food consumption also increased, requiring Weren to frequently return to the modern world to replenish their supplies.
Thanks to Wei Lun's efforts, the amount of grain in the warehouse gradually increased.
To keep the food fresh, Wei Lun specially bought a high-powered generator and cold storage equipment from Hyundai and installed them all in the yard.
I also bought a lot of gasoline as a backup, because cars in the apocalypse consume very little fuel, so I don't need to store too much gasoline to meet my daily needs.
Wei Lun sat down on the high-end sofa on the first floor.
The main members of the guard gathered around Weren, awaiting further instructions.
"Boss, with the miniature nanomedical robot, we won't be afraid of getting sick anymore!"
Qin Jiayou was very excited. People in the post-apocalyptic world often get sick due to environmental problems. If their bodies cannot resist these external viral infections, they may die. The guard is growing in number, but very few of them truly understand medicine. With the miniature nanomedical robots, everyone has a guarantee.
"Yes, Zeng Guangtian has already started production. The main task now is to figure out what else this production line can produce."
Because it's a multi-functional production line, and many pieces of equipment are idle, and there's no instruction manual, everyone has to test them one by one.
Furthermore, the raw materials for production all need to be obtained from the city, so the guards need to go out to explore even more often.
Wei Lun took out 7,000 rounds of automatic rifle ammunition and handed them over to Qin Jiayou and the others for reasonable distribution.
"Boss, after this miniature nanomedical robot is produced, it still needs some testing to eliminate any safety hazards before we can use it."
At this point, Zhu Guanjun reminded him that, as a chemistry doctoral student, he was well aware that the implementation of this technology required a high level of expertise. If defects occurred during production due to raw materials or improper operation, it could very well pose a threat to human health.
“Zhu Guanjun, you’re right. You should also get involved in this matter. After Zeng Guangtian gives birth, you’ll be in charge of the testing.”
Wei Lun almost overlooked the most crucial point: safety. Although these miniature nanomedical robots represent advanced technology, careful testing is essential. As for what to use for testing, that was not Wei Lun's concern.
Finally, everyone discussed the management of the base, and then got to work.
Only Qin Mutong, this girl, was free from official duties and had no burdens.
"Weilun, am I really useless? I can't help you with anything?"
Qin Mutong's eyes were moist, and she looked aggrieved. In fact, everyone at the base knew that Qin Mutong was the boss's woman, and no one dared to displease her.
However, Qin Mutong always felt that she couldn't share her husband's worries.
“Girl, you’re in top management, how could you be useless? As long as I’m not around, you’ll be in charge of everything at the base.”
Wei Lun comforted the aggrieved girl, holding Qin Mutong in his arms, watching as tears streamed down her beautiful eyes.
Gently wiping away her tears, she chuckled and teased, "Does it have to be exhausting to ease my burden?"
Wei Lun comforted her, like he was comforting a child. They say women in love are very emotional, and Wei Lun's words had some effect; she stopped crying right after he spoke to her.
Qin Mutong smiled and said, "You just know how to make me happy, but the demand for food is increasing. If we need to add more people in the future, won't you be under a lot of pressure?"
Qin Mutong had witnessed the consumption of food. In the past, only a few hundred boxed meals were needed to feed the guards, but now the warehouse often needed thousands of boxed meals, and that was because Wei Lun kept storing them.
Regardless of which world Wei Lun came from, needing so much food must have been no easy feat.
"Girl, don't worry. If we expand the team's numbers again, we'll figure out how to cook for ourselves. I can bring some rice with me."
Wei Lun was also considering this matter. Right now, with only a little over a hundred people, boxed meals were enough. But if there were a thousand people, the boxed meals would definitely only be used as combat rations, and the real base would need to be served with rice instead.
However, in the apocalypse, being able to eat fresh rice is the dream of so many people.
Wei Lun carried Qin Mutong to the third floor. No one knew what they did; only sounds of satisfaction could be heard from outside…
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