Wasteland Development Diary

In the following week, Zhou Yi focused on mining in the sea, occasionally hunting small monsters that were unlucky enough to cross his path.

Unfortunately, the Nameless Community had a limited number of residents, so the reserves of intact rice, flour, oil, beverages, and alcohol were also limited.

However, even so, Zhou Yi still relied on his diligent hands to repeatedly cultivate the area, filling a container with these supplies.

He stood inside the container house warehouse, his gaze sweeping over each item with satisfaction.

On the left side, against the wall, the iron shelves were filled with various canned and plastic bottled drinks. Cola, Sprite, juice, soda, sports drinks were all arranged in order, along with a small number of bagged potato chips, nuts, and candies.

The right wall's iron shelves were stacked with rice, flour, grain, and oil, with pots, pans, various seasonings, and a small amount of cigarettes on top.

Facing the door, towards the back, were wooden boxes, lined with hay for cushioning, filled with glass-bottled liquor. There was Red Star Erguotou, Niulanshan, Luzhou Laojiao, and two intact bottles of Moutai.

The fully packed supplies were neatly stacked.

Back in the day, this was just a simple, makeshift convenience store.

It just gives you a sense of security.

Zhou Yi pondered that regularly restocking from the seabed, he should be able to earn a lot just by selling these things.

According to the data provided by the Kestrel, most people in this wasteland era were struggling to make ends meet, with only a few large cities having relatively sufficient supplies.

Generally speaking, the production of grains and meat in various places was very low, leading to high prices. New humans mainly rely on easily cultivated and accessible edible mushrooms as their staple food. It's just that different places produce different mushrooms.

Zhou Yi instructed Gong Zheng, who was beside him: "These items are important commodities for the company's exports, and every transaction must be recorded."

The crutch-wielding young man's expression was solemn: "Chairman, each of these Dead Sea creations is invaluable, treasures that you risked your life to retrieve from the Dead Sea. I will not allow any of these items to fall into the wrong hands! Except for you, without shipping procedures, no one can take them away."

Zhou Yi trusted this warehouse manager.

He asked about another matter: "What has A Jin been doing lately? I haven't seen him much."

"He's in the Death Dunes."

Zhou Yi frowned: "Only a small portion of the antlion in that area has been cleared, and it's still very dangerous."

Gong Zheng looked a little embarrassed: "I advised him, but A Jin believes there's something there. He talked to the old scavengers, who said that the Death Dunes weren't formed naturally, and that the antlions followed a large monster, which turned the place into a continuous desert."

"A Jin suspects that the big monster might have died there, and the Death Dunes are the monster's tomb. The antlions are its guardians, so they attack anyone who tries to pass through the dunes."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment.

Although the Mao Gu Town area isn't fertile land, it has oases and rivers, with moist soil. But the antlions are completely concentrated in one area, tightly clustered together.

The other side of the Death Dunes is Chicken Head Town, which has better water sources and soil, allowing for poultry farming.

Only this central area has antlions.

It is indeed suspicious.

Zhou Yi asked Gong Zheng: "Have you heard this theory before?"

"No."

Gong Zheng said: "After I moved to Mao Gu Town, I basically stayed in the settlement's underground caves. A Jin is different; he grew up with the scavengers. Many of the scavengers wandered from place to place, eventually ending up in Mao Gu Town. It's poor here, but it doesn't reject outsiders, no matter who they are, and no personal identification is required."

"The stories the scavengers tell are also strange and varied, some true and some false."

"A Jin believes this theory because he knows a scavenger who dug up burial goods from the Death Dunes. Not metals like copper and iron, but something with very high hardness, difficult to damage."

Gong Zheng took out a piece of paper from his bag, with a sketch on it.

"Look, this is the burial item A Jin mentioned. I drew it based on his description; he said it looked basically like this."

Zhou Yi glanced at it.

It looked like a large PVC pipe, the kind you used to see on the side of the road.

"But don't worry, A Jin is a professional scavenger, and he's always learning from you as an example. A Jin asked Night Claw to go with him, and they're only digging in the confirmed and marked safe areas."

Zhou Yi thought that was good too.

The kid was continuing to do something he was interested in.

The establishment of the Wasteland Development Company was also to cultivate more employees. Whether they are new humans or Guangna species, allowing them to spontaneously develop and transform the environment is what Zhou Yi wants to see.

Currently, the development of this land seems grand and spectacular, but it lacks depth. A Jin setting his sights on the Death Dunes is an encouraging attempt.

"Tell him to be careful and ask for help if he needs it."

"Yes, Chairman, I'll pass it on when I see him."

…

Inside the house.

Zhou Yi walked to the stove in the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and steam rushed out.

Although there was no gas stove, it didn't affect the heating—through Emerald City, he could create the effect of an induction cooker in a designated area, and with the extracted groundwater, he steamed a bowl of rice.

Zhou Yi opened several prepared packaging bags, added Fuling pickled mustard tuber, chili sauce, and a bag of hot and sour bamboo shoots to the bowl of rice, and then took a bite with chopsticks.

The soft, sweet, and hot rice, paired with the flavorful dishes, instantly brought back the old taste.

This is life.

Eat up!

With sparkling water, Zhou Yi ate the entire bowl of rice clean.

The only slight imperfection was that he had to wash the dishes himself.

Throwing the bowls away didn't feel right.

These are all antiques from the old human era.

Never mind.

Next time, sell them to Qian Su, problem solved.

Anyway, there are plenty of unwashed dishes in the residential buildings on the seabed, it's all the same.

After being full, Zhou Yi found a comic book, 'Old Master Q,' to read.

Speaking of this time's harvest, it was that there were several sets of comic books in a certain household's bookshelf, and he had the samurai crab move them all back.

In the old human era, Zhou Yi rarely read paper books, but now he has found the feeling of his childhood.

He was engrossed in reading when suddenly a voice popped up in his mind.

"Energy has recovered to 30%, memory can now be accessed."

"I now know what happened before."

It was Emerald City.

Before Zhou Yi could react, the architectural lifeform said to itself: "When I awakened, I was on land, with severe damage to my systems. At that time, I was located further inland, with huge energy consumption, urgently needing energy replenishment."

"So I moved in the direction of energy reactions."

"In a life zone composed of plants, I discovered a strong energy reaction. I stopped and began to excavate that land, which consumed a lot of energy, and I found the source of energy."

After Zhou Yi inquired, he confirmed that the life zone Emerald City was talking about was the Mushroom Forest.

Emerald City described: "There was an energy pool almost like an underground lake, with abundant energy, and I used the energy pool to charge myself. But there were many impurities, and the absorption efficiency was very low. After absorbing it, I experienced blurred consciousness and confusion."

"In the last brief moment of clarity, I discovered that a type of soil mushroom there could filter and remove the impurities in the energy pool, and I could use it to collect Light Seeds. It's just that this process was very slow, and I waited for a very long time."

"A large number of plants there entangled and parasitized me, they absorbed my energy, making me weaker and weaker, so I fell into a deep sleep."

"Until recently, when I was awakened again."

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed.

There's an energy pool under the Mushroom Forest?

Could it be that the Death Angel left it behind to grow mushrooms?

The most important thing is.

Mushrooms can actually produce Light Seeds?

The soil mushroom refers to... Stone Sac Fungus?

If it's really as Emerald City says.

This mushroom that can produce and collect Light Seeds is a strategic crop for the wasteland era!