Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 133 Intelligence on Luozhou

The reason for choosing the RV team is simple: Su Lan seems to be a high-level player, there are many of them, and several of them are girls, none of whom seem easy to deal with.

In comparison, the RV group has a simpler structure and no hierarchy. If one person can be persuaded, the others in the group will give face and accept her.

As they approached the Los Angeles shelter, there were clear signs that the road had been cleared of zombies, but the number of zombies had not decreased as a result.

Places inhabited by living people will continuously attract zombies.

Besides the zombies, an even greater crisis is brewing in mid-air.

The toxic volcanic material in the air continues to diffuse outwards.
By the time we arrived here, the concentration had dropped significantly, but if this continues and the volcano erupts a few more times, it will affect human health and the overall environment.

Along this road, many survivors' cars were stopped by someone just a few kilometers from the Los Angeles shelter.

“You’re going to the shelter, right? You can’t drive there right now. I have information about the shelter. I just need some water and food to let you know.”

The man had a patchwork of hair that looked like it had been chewed by a dog, and his eyes darted around the RV.

“I want to go in too.” The man sighed. “I won’t answer the rest of the questions unless you bring something in exchange: two bottles of water and two meals.”

A few days ago, in order to exchange for some medicine to treat heatstroke, all the supplies I had painstakingly saved up were gone.

"Since you knew about the shelter, why didn't you go in?" Song Jinhe asked.

Song Jinhe pretended to think for a few seconds before nodding to Zhang Yi.

Zhuang Ting neither immediately agreed nor refused, "How do I know you're not just trying to scam supplies?"

Song Jinhe first gave him a bottle of water and a packet of instant noodles, saying, "If your information is really valuable, I'll give you the other half."

A can of luncheon meat can be exchanged for several compressed biscuits. With these things, they won't have to worry about going hungry for the next couple of days.

"Judging from your license plate, you must have traveled a long way to get here. I arrived here a week ago. This price isn't expensive for you, given the information you received," the man said confidently.

Zhang Yi took two bottles of water, a bag of the worst-tasting instant noodles, and a can of luncheon meat from the RV.

The man shook his head, looked at the gun at his waist, and said with fear, "I wouldn't dare to scam supplies from you guys."

Song Jinhe didn't lack these things, but she couldn't take them too readily, lest it seem like she had a lot of resources.

Canned meat! He hadn't had it in ages, and just thinking about the taste made his mouth water.

The man nodded. These days, many people wanted to get his information for free, and some even betrayed him, not only refusing to give him supplies but also beating him up.

It's rare to see a team with such good equipment that would pay a 'deposit' upfront.

The man's eyes were glued to the canned food.

"Is your information really that valuable?"

These people are clearly not to be trifled with. If they take the supplies but can't provide the information they want, things might not be so simple.

Thankfully, he wasn't one of those swindlers or con artists; the man breathed a sigh of relief.

"There was a sandstorm a few days ago, and they're building roads and walls around the shelter. They say they're preparing to establish a base. The roads haven't been cleared yet, so it must be difficult for your RV to drive." He looked at the RV in front of him and the group of people who clearly hadn't gone hungry before, his eyes filled with envy.

"Getting into the shelter isn't easy; there are spots available, and you have to work for four months first."
Technical personnel will be given priority for positions. Of course, this applies to ordinary people. If you have something special, the management can make an exception. Talented individuals like you will receive even better treatment. You only need to go through an interview to get in, but you must hand over your car keys and weapons, and other supplies will also be checked.

"Interview?" Cheng Yan repeated.

It's been over a year since the apocalypse, and these terms from civilized times sound somewhat unfamiliar at first.

"I only heard about it; I don't know the specifics of the interview." After all, he's just an ordinary person and hasn't experienced it himself.

"What kind of work are you talking about?" Song Jinhe asked.

"Digging burial pits, moving corpses, transporting garbage, building roads and walls, and if you have the skills, you can repair equipment. If you're willing to risk your life, you can go out and find supplies. This is the fastest way to get a spot."

The shelters are currently not accepting people who can't do what they're supposed to, so some people who managed to get a spot gave it to their families first, while they continued to work hard outside.

"Sometimes there are no openings, and even after you've finished your work, you can only continue to wait on the sidelines."

The man said helplessly.

"You were living outside before you even got the spot?" Qi Sixing frowned.

Isn't this just waiting to die? When the zombies come at night, none of us will be able to escape.

"That won't do," the man shook his head.
"The shelter is divided into several areas. People without a spot live on the outermost edge, where the conditions are the worst. Many people are crammed into one room. I heard that water and electricity used to be supplied only on limited days. When I came, they only supplied drinking water. It can keep me from starving, but I have to find my own way to live on other things."

Work like road repair and moving supplies requires us to be out in the field. During breaks, we can walk around the area; if we're lucky, we might find some supplies, but if we're unlucky, we might get robbed. But you guys definitely don't need to worry about that.

Song Jinhe: "Do you know what's going on inside?"

“I know a little,” the man said proudly. “I’ve even seen the core area.”

"There is a factory inside the shelter, which has now been converted into a survivor center. Most people are assigned to factory dormitories after entering, and receive living supplies according to their contributions. Teams with outstanding talents can be assigned villas. The shelter is powered by solar energy and wind turbines, while the villas have unlimited water and electricity."

So, what do you think? Was my information worth it?

Song Jinhe paused for a moment, then handed the rest of the items to the other person, saying, "It's alright."

Back in the car, Song Jinhe and the others decided that Qi Sixing would go with her and Jiang Shi'an to scout ahead, while the remaining three would stay in the RV.

The shelter has a relatively good environment and resilience; the walls the man mentioned earlier are something they couldn't build on their own outside.

You definitely have to hand over the RV keys to enter the shelter, but the key is to know what's inside. Just hearing what others say isn't enough; you have to see for yourself.

Su Lan had the same idea and sent a team to provide support outside.

The car arrived at the base several tens of minutes later than expected. Through the windshield, Song Jinhe looked at the base getting closer and closer at the end of the road.

This place was originally a European-style town with two high-tech factories, one of which had just been built and was not yet in operation.

The initial Los Angeles shelter was no different from other city resettlement sites; it consisted of temporary tents and containers erected on open ground to house disaster victims. Later, it expanded into the town and reached its current size.

This was the place she had always dreamed of, yet never reached before her death, on her original path.