The Last Plant Controller

"From today onwards, everyone should try to save some water when taking a shower, and the interval should be longer.  "

After confirming that the water supply was cut off, Lin Chen discussed it with Zhang Qiang, and then announced the decision in public - in fact, it was aimed at Zhang Yongxin and Tian Yao. Especially Tian Yao, a woman who loves to dress up. She can use water as fast as Lin Chen and the three of them. If we don't say anything, the water may be wasted in two or three days!

"Sure enough, men are bad at hygiene!"

Tian Yao was naturally dissatisfied with this decision, but seeing that her husband Zhang Yongxin had no objection, she had no choice but to protest twice.

"It's not that we don't care about hygiene, it's that all our water is tap water."

Zhang Qiang understood the importance and said in agreement: "Yes, if there is a well, it doesn't matter how you use it."

The two people's rebuttal left Tian Yao speechless. After all, she was not an idiot. She knew that there was only so much water in the factory, and even drinking it would be a problem after it was used up.

"Uncle Zhang is right, it's better to be more economical."

Seeing that both Lin Chen and his uncle said this, Zhang Yongxin also agreed with it.

"Humph, it's all your fault anyway."

Tian Yao couldn't help but turned around and went back to the house angrily. Zhang Yongxin saw that the situation was not right, so he quickly abandoned Lin Chen and Zhang Qiang and chased in, otherwise he would not be able to go to bed at night.

"That's it for the young couple, don't mind."

Zhang Qiang smiled a little sheepishly, obviously not wanting Lin Chen to have any bad opinions.

"fine."

Lin Chen waved his hand, indicating that he didn't take it to heart. His main focus now is on the radio in his hand. Without the TV, the only way to get news from the outside world is through it. After carefully brushing off the dust on the packaging, Lin Chen took out the radio and installed the battery, and then started listening to the stations one by one.

Seeing Lin Chen's movements, Zhang Qiang also stopped and pricked up his ears to listen.

"This is FM89.3, the Central Temporary Rescue Radio. What's playing below is..."

The first one to be found was the central radio station.

Because the central government had announced the band of the temporary radio station on TV before, Lin Chen could easily find it by following the map. However, it sounds like there is no news related to Songyang. After listening carefully for a while, Lin Chen started to tune in, hoping to receive other signals.

"Daily broadcast from Andu Survivor Base!"

"The radio station is a temporary gathering point in Liuzhou, Tiannan Province. There is a reorganized division of troops here, and there is sufficient food. There are human survivors nearby, and you are welcome to take refuge here."

"Hey, can you hear me? I'm a radio amateur from Xijiang, please help me!"

"Damn, the zombies outside are endless. I'm about to starve to death. Did anyone get the signal to save me?"

………

At the beginning, Lin Chen thought that the radio might be better than the TV, with only a few channels. But after a round of searching, the results were really unexpected. There were eleven or two stations that could be heard clearly. Most of them were released by survivor camps composed of local governments and garrisons, and a few were signals sent by radio amateurs and vehicle-mounted radios. In normal times, personal radio stations are controlled and are not allowed to use these commonly used bands. But now that the end is coming, no one can care so much.

"It's great, there are so many people alive!"

Hearing the noisy sound from the radio in his hand, Zhang Qiang couldn't help shouting excitedly.

In fact, I don't blame him, even Lin Chen was a little excited after discovering so many radio stations. After all, they had hardly seen any living companions in the past few days. Even though I know that all human beings will not become extinct so soon, I still feel lonely. Now when the radio sounds, I know that there are so many human beings in every corner of the world, and I naturally feel a sense of joy in my heart!

Even though the received signal was noisy, and even someone was calling for help over and over again in a boring way, the two of them still listened happily.

"very good!"

After spinning around in circles, Lin Chen's thousands of words only turned into these two words.

"If we search further, we might have a government rescue radio station in Songyang." After listening for a while, Zhang Qiang suddenly remembered this, so he gave Lin Chen his suggestion.

"Yes, there should be!"

Radio is different from television. The latter requires satellite signals or relay stations, which makes it difficult for local governments and organizations to continue. The radio station is different. Any individual may own this thing, especially the general local government and garrison.

"Let me look for it."

As he spoke, Lin Chen carefully adjusted the channel and listened carefully. About two minutes later, he found the rescue base jointly established by Songyang and nearby Pingkang City. And since it is a local radio station, the signal is very clear and the sound is loud.

"This is the Songping Base. Currently, it has hosted a total of 18,000 survivors from Songyang and Pingkang. The base is located next to the expressway in the center of the two cities. The zombies nearby have been cleared away. Surviving citizens please feel free to come... …”

"Oops!"

When he first heard it, Lin Chen was very happy. After all, he had found an "organization". With the protection of the government and the military, security is undoubtedly much higher. Even if Lin Chen has special powers, he doesn't want to always deal with zombies outside. However, when he heard the specific location of the base, his expression changed drastically.

"What's wrong?"

Before Zhang Qiang could react, he was still cheering for the nearly 20,000 survivors.

Lin Chen smiled bitterly and said with a headache: "Think about it yourself. We are in the southeastern suburbs of Songyang, and Pingkang City is due west of Songyang. If you want to reach the base between the two cities, you have to cross the urban area of ​​Songyang, otherwise you have to take a long detour."

"Fuck!"

Zhang Qiang's face turned green on the spot.

His food factory is outside the ring road, and there are many zombies every time he goes out. If you cross from the urban area, the road will be a sea of ​​zombies, millions of them!

This number, just thinking about it makes people despair!

"There will always be a way."

Lin Chen barely suppressed the entanglement in his heart and comforted Zhang Qiang softly. But at this moment, a new message was played on the radio, which gave Lin Chen a little more hope.

"Out of consideration for the safety of the base, Songping Base does not have enough capacity to carry out rescue. But in order for the survivors in the city to survive better, the base will airdrop rescue boxes in the two cities at 12 noon tomorrow, which is noon on September 14th. The rescue boxes are white waterproof packaging, containing food, maps, medicines and a small amount of self-defense weapons. Survivors please pay attention to pick them up. Repeat..."

"Rescue box?"

Zhang Qiang repeated it, and pursed his lips a little indifferently.

For him, there is no shortage of food. He hasn't even eaten half of the ones he got last time, not to mention the half car he got this time. As for maps and medicines, Zhang Qiang also felt that they were a bit useless. Not to mention weapons, he has two hatchets in his private collection, and with Lin Chen, a master with supernatural powers, he doesn't need any weapons at all!

This guy thought Lin Chen would stay with him all the time...

Compared to Zhang Qiang's indifference, Lin Chen valued this rescue box a little more.

Although they were very dissatisfied with the inability of the Matsudaira base to organize rescue, the officials still had a little conscience and knew to send some rescue supplies. Food and the like were secondary. What he cared about most was the self-defense weapons among them - if he guessed correctly, these so-called weapons were most likely guns!

That's right, guns!

If it was a fight between people, ordinary knives would be enough. But fighting zombies was different. Ordinary people could rarely guarantee that they would not be scratched. Obviously, only hot weapons such as pistols could be used for self-defense. Although Lin Chen's sunshine ability was good, summoning a pea shooter could only last for more than ten minutes, and then there would be no energy. Guns were different. As long as there were bullets, they could be fired at any time, and the deterrent effect of this thing on others was far stronger than the pea shooter they had never seen!

In any case, having a gun in hand could greatly improve his safety and could effectively complement his ability.

With this in mind, Lin Chen made up his mind to grab a rescue box tomorrow no matter what.

Of course, it would be even better if the airdropped box could land directly in the yard.

………

A brand new day.

Because he was thinking about the airdropped rescue box, Lin Chen got up before seven o'clock. However, today was destined to be an eventful day. Before Lin Chen finished his breakfast, the sound of a motorcycle came from outside the factory, followed by a knock on the door.

"Is there anyone inside? Open the door and save me!"

Lin Chen, who was a little surprised, was stunned, and quickly threw away the half-eaten ham and ran out: "Who?"

Hearing that there was someone in the door, the voice outside became more urgent and panic: "The zombies outside are chasing us, please open the door and let me in, I haven't eaten for two days."

"Wait a minute."

Lin Chen agreed and quickly climbed up the metal ladder next to him. Looking from above, there was indeed a young man with a yellow face riding a Jialing motorcycle outside the door. A few dozen meters away, more than a dozen zombies were attracted by him. Seeing the zombies approaching, he drove the motorcycle around in a circle from a distance, and then stopped again.

"Someone's coming again?"

Zhang Qiang also came over. After hearing Lin Chen's explanation, Zhang Qiang did not doubt him and worked together with Lin Chen to open the door.

"Thank you."

The young man rushed in on a motorcycle, with a hint of pride in his lowered eyes.