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

In addition to building mushroom sheds, the Zhou family also made several fishing boats with wooden boards. These were not simple canoes, but normal-sized fishing boats that could accommodate five or six people.

With these fishing boats, the fishing harvest has greatly increased.

If people can’t finish eating the harvested fish, they will make it into sweetened dried fish or smoked fish for storage.

Two months have passed since we arrived at the camp.

Everyone's life began to get into order, and things were improving in terms of eating and drinking.

The temperature of more than 20 degrees is very suitable for plant growth.

Therefore, whether it is the vegetables in the fjord camp or the originally bare mountains, green sprouts have begun to grow. From a distance, it looks like everything is green.

The biggest problem they are facing now is still the fresh water problem.

The pitiful 500 ml of water we have every day is only enough for eating, washing clothes and watering vegetables, so we have to use it sparingly.

Xiaoliu and his friends went deeper into the northwest and searched several mountains, but they couldn't find any fresh water.

There is no other way but to wait for news from the warship.

Warships are large ships equipped with weapons, so they can catch a lot of fish when fishing at sea.

Most of the fish caught are stored, and they also exchange a small portion with residents living along the coast.

Zhou Shuwan was worried about Zhong Tiyun because she needed to give her acupuncture every day without interruption. Going to find fresh water or the base ruins might delay her return for several days.

So since she came to the camp, she rarely went out and was basically responsible for fishing.

This time, he took the initiative to ask Qi Mingyu to go to the warship to exchange supplies.

She had seen a warship from a distance once before on the seashore, but this was the first time she had come into such close contact with it, and she couldn't help but marvel at its magnificence.

Dozens of ships are anchored in the bay. The largest aircraft carrier is more than ten stories high and can be called a building.

Behind it, destroyers, frigates and other ships guard the aircraft carrier like loyal knights guarding their king.

On the warship, soldiers in naval uniforms patrolled back and forth, maintaining strict vigilance.

Zhou Shuwan could even vaguely see some ordinary people on the deck busy processing the fish. They were skilled and coordinated well, and it was obvious that they were used to this kind of life.

"Are those people the survivors rescued by the warship before?" Zhou Shuwan pointed at the busy figures on the deck and turned to look at Qi Mingyu.

Qi Mingyu nodded, his deep gaze falling on those people: "Yes, there are more than a thousand ordinary survivors on the warship now, which is an important part of the fleet."

In fact, ever since the fleet arrived here two months ago, there have always been people who wanted to live on the warship, but they were all rejected because the warship has large weapons, advanced equipment, well-trained soldiers, and various abundant resources.

A few thousand people was already the maximum number a warship could carry. Even if they could squeeze in another 100 or 200 people, there would still be several thousand people on the coast. Who would they let on board and who would they not?

So, just treat them all equally and reject them all.

Qi Mingyu looked at the fleet in the distance. The fleet stood tall and majestic on the sea, like a giant steel beast.

A complex emotion flashed in his eyes. "Actually, Zhiqing had thought about this before. They all came from the security forces and were quite skilled. We tried to bring it up with Colonel Xue, but he flatly refused. Zhiqing was also worried that the people in the camp would feel bad, so we agreed not to bring it up."

After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Zhou Shuwan, with a hint of inquiry: "Wanwan, you came here today, are you thinking about..."

Zhou Shuwan's gaze returned to the distant fleet, carefully observing the arrangement of the warships. After a moment's silence, he asked, "Generally speaking, there will be submarines in the composition of warships, right?"

Qi Mingyu was stunned at first, then nodded: "Yes, this is a normal standard. The fleet in front of us also has it, but submarines usually don't show up."