My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

Converting the crashed helicopter into metal materials, and using the design drawings from Chaoyinghua, Gu Zhuo spent two days creating four multi-functional robot butlers.

Although these four robot butlers do not have too perverted functions, nor do they have any outstanding artificial intelligence, they are simple and practical. They are more than enough to serve as the cleaning housekeepers of the camp and as the security guards of the camp when a few people are away.

After cleaning up the camp, gathering the remains of animals and monsters, and burning them all with fire, I finally felt less uncomfortable. Around the camp, the woods that were uprooted by the typhoon are unlikely to grow back in a short time.

But what a coincidence, since the typhoon completely destroyed this forest, we might as well just use this land as farmland for farming.

As long as an intelligent greenhouse and automatic irrigation system like those on the second floor of the Doomsday Fortress are built on that piece of land, large-scale farming will not be out of reach.

Gu Zhuo discussed his idea with Chaoying. Chaoying had no objections, but the helicopter that crashed last time had used up all the materials. If he wanted to design an automated irrigation machine that could cover a large area of ​​land, he would have to dismantle it. Scrap car.

It is certain to find time to go out and dismantle scrap cars. Not only that, but also aviation kerosene for armed helicopters.

The helicopter gunship had not been refueled since they captured it.

Today, Gu Zhuo went to check the fuel gauge. The remaining amount of aviation kerosene in the armed helicopter could no longer bear any more trouble, and he had to refuel as soon as possible.

Energy issues have always been a serious concern for Gu Zhuo. Although Chaoying has designed a nuclear-powered motorcycle, that motorcycle is only an experimental product after all. It is not known what technical barriers there are to prevent it from being used in doomsday fortresses and armed helicopters. .

Not only that, the four small robots and the agricultural greenhouse he wanted all needed enough energy to maintain operation.

There is a complete energy conversion system on the Doomsday Fortress, but it is impossible to always count on the four small machine stewards to work continuously by absorbing solar energy. Agricultural greenhouses also need more sufficient electricity or other driving forces.

If this problem is not solved, Gu Zhuo will be in trouble.

However, Chaoying is also working hard to find a solution, and after all, he cannot act too hastily.

After all, no matter in which period, energy depletion is a serious issue of the times.

On the third day, the second day after the little robot butler was created, they followed the group of white wolves out to hunt under Gu Zhuo's instructions.

Gu Zhuo must get the white wolves used to cooperating with these machine butlers, so that he can leave with peace of mind when he goes out.

Otherwise, it would be unreasonable to leave your camp to be guarded by these stupid wolves and stupid robot stewards.

Fortunately, the four robot butlers cooperated well with the wolves. The wolves seemed to understand Gu Zhuo's intentions and knew that this was a "weapon"-like existence sent by him.

These two completely unrelated ethnic groups work together surprisingly harmoniously.

That night, they brought back more abundant trophies than before: three wild rabbits, a stag, and even a wild boar that was about to die of old age.

The wolves presented one of the stags as a trophy to Sam. Sam had no interest in eating raw meat, but at most he liked to eat cooked meat. The stag was naturally left to Gu Zhuo to deal with.

Gu Zhuo didn't know how to cook, let alone how to make venison. Fortunately, Chaoying was a culinary genius. Following the information on Gu Zhuo's computer, she asked Jia Sheng to help process every part of the venison, and actually made a decent dinner.

There was originally a place for eating and cooking on Jia Sheng's armed helicopter. Although it was just a small table and a fixed induction cooker, he could still eat enough every day.

But Gu Zhuo felt that instead of just eating something every day, it would be better for him to come to the Doomsday Fortress to eat when he ate, and then go back after eating. Anyway, no matter on the helicopter or wherever he is, all he eats is Gu Zhuo's food stockpile.

The food stockpile on the Doomsday Fortress was originally enough for two people for two years, but now the number of mouths to eat suddenly increased to four. The food stockpile was obviously not enough.

Gu Zhuo thought about it. Next time he goes out, he will bring back more food. He will put a small part in the camp and most of it in his car.

After all, the sense of security and reliability of a camp without adequate defense measures are far less than what the Doomsday Fortress can bring to you.

At night, four people sat at a table filled with venison dishes. The roasted venison in the middle was placed on a full plate.

"I didn't expect that by adopting those white wolves, I could get an occasional meal. It's all thanks to Sam."

Gu Zhuo ate a piece of venison on the plate, feeling that the fatigue of the past few days was gone, and he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. He picked up a piece of meat and was about to throw it into Sam's bowl when he saw Chaoying had piled a large bowl of meat in his dog's bowl.

"This guy is also going to have a big meal tonight."

Seeing this, Gu Zhuo smiled.

He took out a bottle of good wine that he had collected from Zhao Shifang a long time ago, and poured some for everyone except the youngest Xia Ran.

Xia Ran originally wanted to drink some, but Gu Zhuo raised his eyebrows, shook his head, and poured her a glass of mineral water:

"Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol."

After saying that, he handed the bottle of wine to Jia Sheng, making sure to put it out of Xia Ran's reach and sight.

The three of them clinked glasses and drank some wine.

Gu Zhuo felt that he was not having enough fun, so he turned on the TV in front of the table and found a relaxing comedy movie for everyone to watch together.

Outside the car was a bare open space, and the stars at night were emitting a faint pale white light in the dim sky. A dozen white wolves mixed with the machine butler and surrounded the Doomsday Fortress.

Everything outside is so noisy yet quiet, real yet false, making it difficult to tell which moment is a dream and which moment is reality.

Gu Zhuo looked at Chao Ying, who was drinking and with a hint of blush on his face, and looked at Jia Sheng, who was laughing heartily, and Xia Ran, who was silent. He suddenly felt that no matter how chaotic and terrifying the world was outside.

As long as he is still there and the Fortress of Doom is still there, then hope will always be there.

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he drank the wine in one gulp.

A little drunk, he seemed to have thought of something, stood up from his seat, and said to the people still sitting at the table:

"I haven't listened to the radio for a long time. Wait a minute. I'm going to take out my hand-crank radio and listen to see if there are any new messages recently."

As he spoke, he dug into the cupboard and pulled out a hand-cranked radio.

"Why did you suddenly think of listening to the radio?"

Chaoying asked him.

Gu Zhuo had already taken the handheld radio in his hand and sat back down. When Chaoying asked himself this question, he replied:

"There must have been a lot of changes in such a big typhoon that just passed. If we can receive other people's broadcasts, we may be able to obtain some useful information, which may help us analyze the relationship between the typhoon and the octopus. "

After Gu Zhuo finished speaking, he began to shake the rocker of the hand-crank radio.

While he was shaking the joystick, a funny movie plot was playing on the TV, satirizing those incompetent politicians.

Finally, I heard a "hiss" sound coming from the hand-cranked radio. I didn't expect that there would be a signal so quickly.

"Yes!"

Gu Zhuo excitedly kept moving and placed the hand-cranked radio in front of the other people:

"Listen."

Several people listened carefully for a moment through the sound of electricity, but only heard a few fragments of English.

"What? Why did you switch to the international channel and receive foreign broadcasts? Is this hand-crank radio so powerful?"

Gu Zhuo's English had always been average. At this moment, except that the person on the radio was a foreign woman, he didn't understand anything else. Jia Sheng was a match for him. The English he learned seemed to have been unused for hundreds of years since he left school.

On the other hand, towards Chaoying, she suddenly made a silencing gesture, signaling Gu Zhuo and others to be quiet.

Seeing this, Gu Zhuo asked Jia Sheng to help turn off the sound of the TV, while he kept the shaking frequency of the hand-cranked radio and brought it close to Chaoying's ear.

Chaoying listened to what was coming from the radio. Her expression was normal at first, but the further she heard, the paler her complexion became. The blush on his cheeks caused by being drunk just now gradually faded away.

"What did you hear?"

In the middle, the foreign woman's words became longer. Gu Zhuo waited for a while before asking Chao Ying.

Chaoying said nothing, frowned, and looked solemn.