Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 139 Night at the Base
As darkness falls and people return from work, the water supply is limited to a fixed row of taps, which then shut off at certain times.

If you want water again after the water supply is cut off, you have to exchange it for things or work.

As the water flow decreased, a limit was set on the amount of water each person could get each time in order to ensure that everyone in line could get water.

There was enough water, but not enough for bathing or washing clothes. We were lucky if we could wipe ourselves with a damp cloth every day. Clothes were usually left for several days, and sometimes we wouldn't wash them until once every two weeks.

Laundry detergent and soap are rare daily necessities, and most people are reluctant to use them.

The weather is hot, and there are many people living in this area. People clean every day, so the air inevitably contains a mixture of various smells, which is not very pleasant.

The soundproofing isn't good either; you can hear even the slightest noise from next door.

"Big brother, could you please change us to a better room, closer to the base?" Deng Yurou asked the person who brought them in a low voice.

The man's narrowed eyes swept over her, his words carrying a hidden meaning: "Everyone wants a good spot, but there aren't that many good spots for you to stay in."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out her hand, but Deng Yurou's expression changed slightly, and she took a step back.

Those hands were disgusting; the crevices between the palm lines were filled with black grime, as if they hadn't been washed in six months.

This person is short and ugly, making people want to vomit.

“Brother, we came with the RV team. They have connections with the base management and are also gifted individuals. I heard they were directly assigned to villas. Once they settle down, it will always be good to know some gifted individuals.”

Deng Yurou maintained her smile and nudged Ding Huan with her elbow, signaling him to hand her a pack of cigarettes.

The man took the cigarette, opened it, glanced at it, and stuffed it into his pocket, feigning difficulty, "A pack of cigarettes for a permanent place to live, tsk, this isn't easy for me to explain."

Deng Yurou cursed inwardly, thinking, "So despicable and greedy."

But he still feigned hesitation, and picked up another flattened pack of cigarettes. "Brother, we only have one pack left. If it's really not enough, then forget it."

The man's eyes darted around, and he said with satisfaction, "Seeing how sincere you are, alright, come with me."

He had heard about the RV convoy; the people who came out to pick them up personally, led by Captain Gu, must be quite influential.

The other team also arrived at the best temporary worker apartment, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, they will definitely stay.

These people did come with them, and when arranging their accommodations, they took this floor into consideration and didn't make things difficult for them; the places they were given weren't the worst.

But if they want a better place, no one will arrange it for them without some benefits. If they have a good relationship with the gifted, they can go in as relatives. They won't fall for empty promises or deception.

This girl is quite well-behaved.

The new place is much quieter than before, but the overall condition is that it's just a room where you can sleep. The bunk bed frames are rusty, and the bed boards are covered with a tattered cloth that serves as a bed sheet.

Putting down what she was holding, Deng Yurou looked at the room where there wasn't even a place to sit, and felt a surge of anger.

"This place is too rudimentary, how can we sleep here?" It's not even as good as Ding Huan's old house with stairs.

“We’ll be staying here for another four months.” The thought of what life would be like after that made her sad.

"Yu Rou, it's actually not bad here. At least we don't have to worry about encountering zombies. Four months will pass quickly, and the weather won't be so hot after a while," Ding Huan comforted her.

Deng Yurou sneered inwardly. She thought Ding Huan would say that he wanted her to participate in the mission so that she could get a spot in the base sooner.

I didn't expect it to end like this?
Given her circumstances, she wouldn't need to live this kind of life in today's world.

What's wrong with using your own strengths?
Am I destined to be locked up next to that useless man, Ding Huan?
When she arrived, she saw how hard and miserable those people's lives were. There was even a man who was out pimping. Inside the house were his wife and relatives, and there was also a thin, fair-skinned man who did this kind of thing.

"Will this place keep warm once the temperature drops?" Deng Yurou asked, her face showing concern.

"By then we should be able to exchange for some supplies." Ding Huan looked down at Deng Yurou's aggrieved expression and lowered his eyes somewhat guiltily.

Ever since he met the convoy, he knew he wasn't that good. He had been living in fear and surviving all the way here, and hadn't even killed many zombies.

Women are already scarce in the apocalypse, and Yu Rou is beautiful; he can't let Yu Rou leave him.

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The temporary apartments are right next to the watchtower.

This is mainly a place for security personnel to change shifts and rest. After all, new talented individuals don't come to the base every day, and we can't let the houses sit here empty and waste resources.

This area used to have unlimited water and electricity, but now water is restricted just like in villas.

The rooms were furnished like the old guesthouses, with four single beds in each room, all made from supplies from the original temporary shelter period.

Half of the large room lacks air conditioning, with only portable evaporative air coolers available.

For people who are used to harsh environments outside, this is quite good.

"You've been with them for so long, yet you didn't know who they were?" Su Lan slowly raised her eyes.

Zhao Huiyun and Han Hui on the other side shook their heads.

"I only suspected that Jiang Shi'an in their team was unusual. Those people were too cautious. My former comrades are now with them, and I only found out today that they are also connected with the Luozhou base."

Zhao Huiyun twitched the corner of her mouth.

Following that woman doesn't necessarily mean they trust them much.

"Brother Su, they said they came from a secret laboratory. Don't they know a lot about talent and the apocalypse?" someone asked.

This information is important; it might even contain methods to enhance one's talent.

“Since we’ve already decided to stay, as long as we gain enough influence at the base, we’ll have a chance to find out about these things.” Su Lan wasn’t in a hurry.

“I’ve already inquired. Our team will be assigned a villa first, no problem. What happens later will depend on our abilities. This is good too. Having some people in the combat team’s apartments will allow us to quickly find out the situation in the base,” Tan Jiu said.

"It's about time, everyone should go and rest for today." Su Lan put down her cup.

As Zhao Huiyun led Han Hui past Meng Yuyao, her eyes dimmed slightly.

The latter smiled and winked at Han Hui provocatively.

"Sister Zhao, you don't seem very happy?" Han Hui glanced back.

"Don't you think the captain and the others trusted that woman too much? She's just a sex worker."

Han Hui nodded. He knew that Sister Zhao hated weaklings who dragged the team down, and there was only one such person in their team.

But just now, when the other person looked at him, he didn't know why, but his heart seemed to be beating faster uncontrollably.

As men, they naturally understood how Su Lan and Tan Jiu took care of her.

In the room behind them, Meng Yuyao looked at Su Lan's warning gaze and said, "Don't worry, I know the rules. I won't use my talent to cause trouble in our own team."