“Uh, I remember there were four cars. Right?” A man looked at his companion.
Seeing Zhong Ge’s anger slowly appear on his face, his companion weakly said, “I guess so.”
“Then where the hell did the other car go?!” Zhong Ge roared, shouting loudly.
Everyone didn’t know how to answer.
Zhong Ge glanced at them. He knew they had driven a total of four cars, and now only three were left.
He then walked forward and saw that the glass of one of the cars was shattered.
“Someone! Someone drove our car away,” Zhong Ge said coldly.
“But when we went in just now, we clearly didn’t see anyone. How could it be…” the man who spoke first said.
Zhong Ge took a deep breath, then exhaled. He was very angry today.
This trip was completely unnecessary. The time spent was one thing, but they came to find some supplies.
As a result, they didn’t find any supplies, but one of the cars they drove was missing.
They lost the wife and the soldiers.
Damn it.
Everyone was a bit upset.
But looking at the street, they didn't know where the car thief went for a while.
Zhong Ge looked around and found no trace of anyone. There was no longer much need for them to stay here.
One reason was that there were basically no useful supplies here, and another was that since there was a car thief, it meant that there might still be people lurking around Liberation City, silently observing them from unseen corners.
This place was not suitable for a long stay.
Staying here had no meaning.
So Zhong Ge led these people onto the road back.
On the way back, the vehicles drove very fast.
Because the journey was quite long, they had set off immediately at sunrise today.
They rushed and arrived at noon, just 20 minutes after their arrival.
With zero harvest and one car stolen, their trip to Liberation City ended.
“Sigh, drive faster. I don’t want to stay here anymore,” Zhong Ge said.
Under their rapid driving, they arrived at He Park at 4 PM.
In He Park, Zhong Ge recounted to Mr. Wang all the things that happened today.
Originally, Zhong Ge was prepared to be scolded by Mr. Wang, but Mr. Wang did not.
He looked at the dusty Zhong Ge, who had rushed back on time, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. He smiled and said, “Zhong Ge, this isn’t your fault. This time they left in a hurry and didn’t drive all your cars away.
And, you know, gasoline is scarcer than cars right now. If they had taken all the gasoline, it would have been very difficult for you to come back.”
Zhong Ge felt a wave of fear after hearing this. If all their vehicles had been stolen, they would have had no choice but to stay near Liberation City. One must know that in this apocalypse, no one was willing to live in an unfamiliar environment.
On the other hand, in He Park, they didn't have to worry too much about their life safety and could sleep peacefully at night. If they couldn't come back and had to live outside, it would already be an extremely luxurious thing.
Mr. Wang saw Zhong Ge’s fearful expression and also became serious: “In the future, you must consider things thoroughly. If you really had no car, could you still have come back?”
Gasoline was scarce now. Although some Gas Stations still had oil, it required electricity or a pump to extract it.
They had neither. This was already a common state of affairs.
Mr. Wang then let Zhong Ge leave. There were no reproaches or accusations in his words, only reminders on how he should handle things next time.
Zhong Ge felt much calmer inside. It was fine as long as Mr. Wang didn’t blame him.
Mr. Wang looked at Xin City, which was even further from He Park. He was also conflicted inside.
One must know that in the apocalypse, many vehicles had directly broken down by the roadside, and now these roads, due to nearly a year of no repairs, were also a bit bumpy, greatly affecting the speed of cars.
“Forget it, under the current circumstances, it’s not suitable to go looking for trouble with them,” Mr. Wang murmured.
After Slanting Bangs joined, he was also considered a person abnormally loyal to Mr. Wang.
After all, a true friend is hard to find.
Since Mr. Wang understood him so well, he had to make some contributions.
However, in He Park, the crops that needed to be planted had already been planted, but these crops were mostly drought-resistant and easy to cultivate types.
At this time, the well water in He Park was not enough again. So he decided to dig the well deeper.
This well was their lifeline to continue living.
Why did a well that reached a certain depth require professional equipment?
That’s because once a certain depth is reached, water will naturally emerge. Once water comes out, it is very difficult to dig further down.
Especially when using manual labor.
It’s not like they could hold their breath and dig a well underwater, right?
Unrealistic.
People at He Park had been continuously drawing water from this well, without stopping.
Because there were too many places in the base that needed water.
Just planting crops was a big part. Although those crops were drought-resistant, it was impossible not to water them at all, especially after being exposed to the scorching sun all day.
So this scene appeared: everyone was getting water out of the well, and Slanting Bangs was digging the well inside.
This depth was actually a bit terrifying.
Slanting Bangs felt the water slowly seeping out from the earthen wall. It wasn't fast, but it was continuous.
Above, they kept taking away the newly seeped water, and Slanting Bangs just dug little by little.
However, in such a deep well of over 30 meters, the sense of oppression was very strong.
After digging for a while, he wanted to come up for air.
The deeper he dug, the harder the geology became, and the more difficult the excavation.
Imagine a person digging a well ten stories underground.
“It’s too dark down there. I feel like I’m going to be swallowed at any moment. When I speak down there, it takes you a long time to reply to me,” Slanting Bangs couldn’t help but complain after reaching the ground.
“How about I go down?” Zhong Ge said.
Slanting Bangs quickly said, “It’s okay, Brother, I’m fine. This isn’t a big problem.”
“Alright then, you can continue digging later,” Zhong Ge said.
“…”
Slanting Bangs couldn’t help but complain internally: I was just being polite. I didn’t expect you to take it seriously.
He sighed and looked at the bright sky. Things he never thought were precious before, when he was at the bottom of the well, he just wished he could see this light.
Slanting Bangs continued to descend. After two days, he finally deepened the well by five meters.
Originally, they had also tried digging a few more wells, but they found that these newly dug wells, after digging nearly 10 meters, still had no water coming out.
It still needed to be deeper to have water.
Time passed little by little.
They endured day by day.
