Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

She looked at Zhong Tiyun with a serious expression: "Mom, I have always suspected that this cactus named Mandoxi is not a foreign variety."

Zhong Tiyun was a little confused: "Is this produced in our country?"

But both its name and appearance are different from the common cacti we see every day.

"Not really. It's more like air-conditioned clothing, a product improved by scientists. Since air-conditioned clothing can be mass-produced to ensure people can live in high temperatures, what about food and water? How can we deal with such high temperatures? With the existence of the 'Prophet', the country will surely gather the top scientists and botanists to study plants together..."

Zhong Tiyun suddenly understood: "Are you saying that this cactus was developed in our country?"

"That's right. I've never heard of this variety before. It has such a high yield and can quench our thirst and fill our stomachs. It's like they deliberately planted it to keep us alive in the high temperatures."

"That's right!" Zhong Tiyun clapped her hands excitedly. "Our country, China, loves its people so much. They knew in advance what natural disasters we would encounter and must have been trying to find a solution. I told you, the country won't abandon us!"

Zhou Shuwan didn't show it on her face, but she was actually feeling a little moved.

With such a huge state machine in place, perhaps the end of this life will not be so difficult to endure?

The initial price of cactus was not low, and most ordinary survivors were reluctant to spend one or two hundred compressed biscuits at once.

However, as the water supply at the water plant became less and less, the rate of releasing water changed from once every three days at the beginning to once every five days, and then to once every seven days.

After the underground base was built, the water plant continued to release water to each area every three days, as it was a base for people to live in nearby. However, most survivors needed to collect water from the taps in the underground base.

This results in a large water flow in the underground base and a small water flow to households still living in the community, but these are problems that can be overcome and are not a big deal.

When the water was released once every seven days, the crowd gradually became a little irritable.

The weather is so hot, and the already limited water supply can barely provide enough food and drink for the family. Even the water for washing has to be repeatedly purified with water purification tablets, making it very difficult to use water.

Now, water is released only once every seven days, and the amount of water collected is even less than before.

People who have been in high temperatures and underground for a long time are a little irritable.

Fortunately, at this time, nearly three months have passed, and the cactus yield is very high. Those originally distributed to the base here have matured.

The base leaders stated in a timely manner that due to the high temperature, the water level of Cumulus Mountain has dropped significantly. J City will be in a state of water shortage for a long time in the future, and everyone needs to work together to overcome the difficulties of water shortage.

But there is good news. The base will distribute two cactus seedlings for free to each person. If they are carefully raised for two months, the water shortage crisis can be greatly alleviated.

Two cacti per person, including infants, children and the elderly.

This is the minimum guarantee. If the survivors are willing to exchange supplies, they can also exchange 5 compressed biscuits for a cactus. Each person is limited to purchasing 5 cacti.

Three months later, the cacti of Zhou and Qi's families had grown to more than half a meter, and the branches had branched out into several times more cacti, but the exchange price had not dropped much.

This is because the cacti in the plantation are to be distributed on a large scale as relief food, and there are not many left. If another batch of cacti had not been delivered from the service hall, there would definitely not be enough for people to exchange.

Therefore, prices remain high.

This time, many people came to their senses.

They also gradually figured out the true function of cactus.

Therefore, in the next few days, the cactus seedling exchange points in every underground base were extremely popular.

Many families took out their treasured compressed biscuits to exchange them.

The Zhou and Qi families originally exchanged 30 cacti. After three months of growth and cuttings, the number has increased from the original 30 to more than 80. One third of them have just been cut and are only seven or eight centimeters long.

But one-third of them are more than half a meter tall, and each plant has a dozen or so cacti branching out.

The remaining one-third is semi-mature and is growing vigorously.

Zhong Tiyun is a good planter and has discussed it with her family and specially planned the planting in this way.

In this way, no matter when, both families have mature cacti that can be picked directly, which also ensures the follow-up strength. In case of any accidents with the newly-planted seedlings, there is also a backbone force to support them.

Because the top floor was too hot, the cacti were placed on the sixth floor. When I walked into the living room wearing air-conditioned clothes, I would be shocked by the cacti in front of me.

Uncle Zhong Er and Aunt Zhong San live in an underground base, so there isn't much space to grow cacti.

Fortunately, three months ago, not only did they and their two families exchange cacti, but there were also some powerful people in the base who did so. So the base expanded the plantation at the entrance and allowed the survivors to grow their cacti there as well.

Every household has its own boundaries.

Cactus is crucial to people's livelihoods, so the base is strictly guarded and patrolled. Every person entering the plantation must have their identity verified. Especially for those who leave their own cacti at the plantation, entry and exit times are set to prevent unrest.

The two families initially exchanged a small number of cacti, 10 each, but now they have more than 30. In addition to the ones distributed for free by the base, they are even more motivated.

When the cactus grew to half a meter, Zhou Shuwan and his friends would cut one off from time to time and take it back to the safe house to taste and explore new ways to eat it.

Gradually, they discovered that the longer the cactus grew, the less bitter it tasted.

When the score was only in the twenties or thirties, I cut one off and tasted it, and it was so bitter that my tongue went numb.

"No wonder your second uncle said that this cactus takes a long time to mature, several years." Zhong Tiyun sighed, "If it really takes a few years, I won't be surprised if it tastes sweet."

Everyone else laughed.

Zhou Shuwan shook his head. "That won't happen. Our current planting conditions are limited. Even the base is worried about other natural disasters, so they are only willing to plant cacti in planting boxes. But the space in the planting boxes is limited. If the cacti really want to mature in a few years, the root system must be deep and well-developed."

Qi Mingyu nodded and said, "That's right. So after a few months of cultivation, the base started distributing the cacti. We also knew that the cacti planted in the planting boxes would not grow big, so we had to rely on quantity."

Zhong Tiyun could only nod in disappointment: "One should not be ungrateful. The cactus we have at home is more than enough for us to use. Let's just give up on the taste."

"I think the sour and spicy cactus shreds that Grandma Pang made yesterday are very good. They are a bit like a combination of okra and bitter melon, with a little bit of the sweetness of lotus root." Zhou Shuwan said.