Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 164 Shortage of Winter Supplies
The dormitory building where the incident occurred needed to be disinfected, and the body was transported out in a special vehicle when the rain subsided.

By the time everything was settled, it was already dawn.

As soon as Song Jinhe and the others reached the first floor, before they even left the house, they heard a loud 'bang' as a heavy object crashed to the ground.

Upon going outside, they found a mangled corpse, its limbs and torso separated.

He lost his only family member last night.

Song Jinhe stood there, staring at the horrific scene, stunned for several seconds, feeling a tightness in her chest.

She didn't feel this much when she was alone before, but after spending a long time with her companions in the apocalypse, she not only experienced the despair of losing everything, but also felt fear.

The staff on duty hurriedly picked up their walkie-talkies to call for backup. Under the gloomy rain, everything seemed deathly still, and the blood on the ground was diluted by the floodwater in less than a minute.

The vehicle that had disposed of the body returned, and everything was quickly cleaned up, as if nothing had happened.

The situation in the villa area was similar to the previous day.

Thanks to the base's all-out efforts and resource allocation, although some water got into the room, it was protected by anti-corrosion materials, so the overall situation wasn't too bad.

Once the rain lessens, the floodwaters will gradually recede.

Jiang Shi'an brewed brown sugar ginger tea. Song Jinhe drank a cup, went back to her room, took a nap, and woke up feeling basically fine.

Two days later, the acid rain finally came to an end, and cold weather followed, with temperatures dropping to zero degrees Celsius.

The water in the yard had receded, leaving behind a pitted and uneven ground. A shovelful of soil was dug out, and it smelled pungent.

The water stains on the stairs have turned into a thin frost, and it's started raining and snowing again. The levels of hazardous substances are also too high; we need to take precautions when going out.
It turns out that the tree branches that were easy to find outside had all been damaged by acid rain, and the stockpiled timber was not enough for the base to feed so many people.

In such damp and cold weather, it would be difficult to survive without enough timber, not to mention the coming winter.

The department in charge of managing supplies has been holding emergency meetings for several days in a row.

Inside the base, more people are gradually going out, and the main task is repairing houses and facilities; all other work has been suspended. People who couldn't leave their homes a few days ago are now overcrowded at all the treatment points, clinics, and supply exchange centers.

Supplies at the base are really expensive right now. Luckily, Song Jinhe has a lot of things on hand, otherwise repairing the parts of the house damaged by acid rain would be a huge expense.

"This is the legendary magical attack. Although the temperature is only below zero, the chill goes straight to the bone." Qi Sixing shrank back.

"Nonsense, it's no wonder it's cold with this strong wind." Zhuang Ting brought the materials up.

The rooftop is so high that you can't even stand up straight.

Song Jinhe and Jiang Shi'an went to Gu Huai's house.

Gu Huai's father had just said he was going to a meeting at the management building when he slipped and fell on the frost.

No bones were broken, but he probably won't be able to walk properly for ten days to two weeks.

"I already told you to slow down, the weather's been bad lately," Gu Huai sighed.

"They're all preoccupied with their own affairs, and those managers all want to hoard the supplies for themselves first." Gu's father shook his head. "Shi'an, thank you for your trouble."

"fine."

"The places you mentioned might have building materials, but we can only arrange for people to transport them once the weather gets better. Are there also not enough materials for making medicine?" Mr. Gu asked again.

"Well, there's no good solution right now. Helicopters can't fly in this weather, and the biopharmaceutical company is too far away."

Mr. Gu sighed.

The base still has food, and with proper distribution, getting through the winter shouldn't be a big problem. However, supplies such as warm clothing and medicine have always been in short supply.

Last year there was no shortage of timber, this year...