You should go back first and visit the survivors here if you have time.
If there is enough electricity, the textile industry here will be easier to recover - after all, there are raw materials produced in Shuanghe
There is also a complete industrial chain from textile to garment making in this town. Whether it is ramie or linen, the factories in this town can turn them into clothes that can be worn on people step by step, and there is no need to leave the town in the process.
Among these necessary conditions for life, food, clothing, housing and transportation, food can be cultivated by itself. As long as there is land, you will not worry about scarcity.
Don't worry about living there. There are houses everywhere, and it's okay to maintain them for decades or even more than a hundred years. You only need to maintain and repair them. If you don't work, you'll get rid of them. These are not difficult.
OK, even if you don't have a car, everyone has legs to walk... There is nothing to worry about
However, this clothing is a problem. Although the reserves are still abundant now, if there is no production, no matter how many clothes you have, they will be exhausted.
The existing reserves will definitely be fine for three or five years, and you may not be worried about ten or eight years... But after all, it is necessary to produce them to be used by everyone.
Then, it is a best idea to resume industrial production from the textile industry
The easiest and most basic survival needs
Cheng Zijie became happier when he thought of this
I just hope that the survivors here will not be as good as Zhu Laowu or Da Fang and others... As long as everyone can live in peace, it will be beneficial to everyone - the exchange with Xinjin Liuwang has proved this
Because each provides its own specialties, the survivors in the three places in Shuanghe River live much better than living alone.
This street burned by fire is the only way to the north
Thinking of the possibility of survivors here, Cheng Zijie did not use his ability at will. He just walked slowly under the ruins of the street, enduring the stench of highly rotten zombies, and alertly paying attention to the surrounding environment.
But when he came to the middle of the street, he still heard a loud shout from the back of his side: Stop! Still want to run? Run again, I will shoot!
There is an ambush!
Cheng Zijie was shocked. He didn't expect that he was so alert and entered the ambush circle. He obviously didn't see any human activities... Cheng Zijie didn't intend to conflict with the survivors here, so he stopped, raised his hands, and signaled that he was not hostile.
At the same time, I looked around but found that no one appeared around me.
No, the call I just said was not directed at me
Cheng Zijie carefully identified the direction of the sound, probably from a four-story weaving factory building next to the street.
Immediately afterwards, a gunshot came from behind the factory
Survivors here are having a conflict... Cheng Zijie quickly jumped onto the factory and came to the roof of the building
The factory has been burned into a pitch-black mass by fire, and its footsteps have fallen on the floor, splashing black ashes.
Behind the factory, I faced the relatively empty field
Of course, here is close to the city. In a metropolis like Haiyuan, except for Shuanghe County, there is basically no idle land in other areas.
The same is true here. Roads and buildings are being built far and near in the nearby fields, and the urbanization process seems to never stop
In the messy courtyard behind the factory, a group of people immediately attracted Cheng Zijie's attention.
These people were obviously divided into opposing parties, one of them had a clear advantage in numbers. They were holding various types of guns of different types, forcing a few people from the other side to the corner of the courtyard.
The leader was a strong young woman. She was tall and medium-sized, with a rosy complexion and seemed to be as thick as her measurements. She waved a police pistol in her chubby hands and shouted at the other side: Yang Fugui! What are you trying to do? This time we caught me, my sister is not so easy to spare you! Put down my weapon quickly, I will ask my sister for love.
Cheng Zijie looked at it carefully and was immediately surprised: the one who had the upper hand was actually all women.
There are about twenty women, tall, short, fat, thin, black, white, beautiful and ugly, and all of them are from girls under twenty to women in their forties.
The guns they hold are all kinds of strange things: pistols, submachine guns, old-fashioned rifles, air guns... and even two shotguns used by security personnel equipped with bank armored vehicles.
However, they seem to have undergone some training and are very good when carrying these weapons, and some of them are obviously practical and practical experience.
But these women had smiles on their faces and their fingers were not really placed on the trigger of the gun. They seemed to just want to intimidate the other party, rather than really opening fire
Cheng Zijie thought for a while and understood the reason: Since this is the textile industry center, most of the staff are naturally women.
Works like spinning and weaving and cutting clothes have not been suitable for men since ancient times.
Except for a few positions that must be undertaken by men, almost all women live in this town. The word "yin is strong and yang is weak" is probably the best portrayal of this town.
In fact, most of the people in this town are working girls from other places who come here from afar
It seems that these women have also united, armed themselves, and eliminated zombies. There is really no external force to rely on. They can only survive on their own and have achieved success.
But seeing the other party surrounded by them, Cheng Zijie was confused and surprised in his respect for them: there were four men in total, all of whom were still young.
One of them seems to be about the same age as Cheng Zijie, and the oldest one is probably less than forty years old.
But they had no decent weapons, only the leading man in his early thirties was holding a pistol
Although he is tall and strong, his handsome appearance is indescribable and ugly: his face is pale and haggard, and his deep bags of eyes show that he seems to be overly indulging in desire and lacks rest
The other men were in similar condition, all of whom were desperate and dull, and obviously had given up resistance.
The man who only led the leader was unwilling to give up, and his hand was trembling with his pistol, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted to the woman who led the leader: Fart! Fatty, go back and tell Ding Qiangwei, I won’t go back with you this time, and you torture us for so long, that’s enough! I have thought about it, so what… I’ll keep us for so long and make fun of you every day?
Yang Fugui, you are trying to death. The leading woman was not angry, but laughed so hard that her body was trembling - or it was more accurate: At the beginning, you just thought that only a few men here, just take over us, and they were just a few of them. Now my sister has satisfied you, and you are not satisfied? She serves delicious food and drinks, and there is no danger. Every day, there are a lot of sisters sleeping with you. Isn’t this the fairy life you hope for! Okay, stop making a fool of yourself, go back with your sister, there are zombies everywhere, where can you go...
Yao Yuehe, you fat woman, you are the most disgusting thing about it. I have been tossing for most of the night before, but I can’t get up on the bed the next day... I tell you, I’ve had enough of it. Today, I either die of fish or break the net.
Tsk tsk Yang Fugui, you look handsome and talented, you are such a waste. If you have a little temperament, you will be dead. Can you wait until today and stop being arrogant. Just be gentle to you next time. Ah? Put down your gun quickly, that's not a joke. Wait until later. My sister is here. Be careful that your butt is blooming.
The youngest young man beside the man trembled and said to him: Brother, forget it? Ah? Actually, there is nothing wrong with living like this... Some people eat and wear, don't suffer any pain, and don't have to fight zombies... Although they have to accompany them at night, they didn't force us Ah... They are all trying their luck... They are tired, but last time I met Sister An An... and also accompanied Sister Lan Lan for a night... She is older, but she looks good and gentle... She really meets this fat woman, turned off the light, and gritted her teeth and passed...
Yang Fugui wailed: Damn, I don’t have the luck of you. Every day I meet either a tigress or a fat woman. I have never encountered a neat person... No, if this continues, I will die...
Cheng Zijie, who was hiding on the edge of the roof of the factory, felt his whole body straightened up with goose bumps.
It seems that the survival status of the survivors here is more bizarre than the King of Stars
Because of the extreme gender imbalance, it is women who control the force here, but they regard the very few men as... Of course, this is normal. Women are also human beings. In such a doomsday world, they also need comfort and relaxation... Moreover, it can be vaguely heard from their conversation that when the disaster first occurred, it was those men who wanted to take real power, each of them divided into a bunch of women, and then lived a life of nostalgia.
It’s a pity that the ratio of men and women here has broken through a critical point, which has caused the women to discover their intentions because they are too small - or their own qualities are not strong - and they are discovered by the women and in turn control them.
This time the men want to escape or fight back?
Then what's going on?
Cheng Zijie still can't understand this
Now, most of the survivors in this town are women, and there is a big sister directing them
Cheng Zijie was thinking, and then he heard a crisp and moving voice of a young woman from the gate of the courtyard: Yang Fugui, do you want to die?
Ding Qiangwei - The man screamed in despair, the other men also turned pale, and one of them had weak legs, and he couldn't help but kneel down.
If there is enough electricity, the textile industry here will be easier to recover - after all, there are raw materials produced in Shuanghe
There is also a complete industrial chain from textile to garment making in this town. Whether it is ramie or linen, the factories in this town can turn them into clothes that can be worn on people step by step, and there is no need to leave the town in the process.
Among these necessary conditions for life, food, clothing, housing and transportation, food can be cultivated by itself. As long as there is land, you will not worry about scarcity.
Don't worry about living there. There are houses everywhere, and it's okay to maintain them for decades or even more than a hundred years. You only need to maintain and repair them. If you don't work, you'll get rid of them. These are not difficult.
OK, even if you don't have a car, everyone has legs to walk... There is nothing to worry about
However, this clothing is a problem. Although the reserves are still abundant now, if there is no production, no matter how many clothes you have, they will be exhausted.
The existing reserves will definitely be fine for three or five years, and you may not be worried about ten or eight years... But after all, it is necessary to produce them to be used by everyone.
Then, it is a best idea to resume industrial production from the textile industry
The easiest and most basic survival needs
Cheng Zijie became happier when he thought of this
I just hope that the survivors here will not be as good as Zhu Laowu or Da Fang and others... As long as everyone can live in peace, it will be beneficial to everyone - the exchange with Xinjin Liuwang has proved this
Because each provides its own specialties, the survivors in the three places in Shuanghe River live much better than living alone.
This street burned by fire is the only way to the north
Thinking of the possibility of survivors here, Cheng Zijie did not use his ability at will. He just walked slowly under the ruins of the street, enduring the stench of highly rotten zombies, and alertly paying attention to the surrounding environment.
But when he came to the middle of the street, he still heard a loud shout from the back of his side: Stop! Still want to run? Run again, I will shoot!
There is an ambush!
Cheng Zijie was shocked. He didn't expect that he was so alert and entered the ambush circle. He obviously didn't see any human activities... Cheng Zijie didn't intend to conflict with the survivors here, so he stopped, raised his hands, and signaled that he was not hostile.
At the same time, I looked around but found that no one appeared around me.
No, the call I just said was not directed at me
Cheng Zijie carefully identified the direction of the sound, probably from a four-story weaving factory building next to the street.
Immediately afterwards, a gunshot came from behind the factory
Survivors here are having a conflict... Cheng Zijie quickly jumped onto the factory and came to the roof of the building
The factory has been burned into a pitch-black mass by fire, and its footsteps have fallen on the floor, splashing black ashes.
Behind the factory, I faced the relatively empty field
Of course, here is close to the city. In a metropolis like Haiyuan, except for Shuanghe County, there is basically no idle land in other areas.
The same is true here. Roads and buildings are being built far and near in the nearby fields, and the urbanization process seems to never stop
In the messy courtyard behind the factory, a group of people immediately attracted Cheng Zijie's attention.
These people were obviously divided into opposing parties, one of them had a clear advantage in numbers. They were holding various types of guns of different types, forcing a few people from the other side to the corner of the courtyard.
The leader was a strong young woman. She was tall and medium-sized, with a rosy complexion and seemed to be as thick as her measurements. She waved a police pistol in her chubby hands and shouted at the other side: Yang Fugui! What are you trying to do? This time we caught me, my sister is not so easy to spare you! Put down my weapon quickly, I will ask my sister for love.
Cheng Zijie looked at it carefully and was immediately surprised: the one who had the upper hand was actually all women.
There are about twenty women, tall, short, fat, thin, black, white, beautiful and ugly, and all of them are from girls under twenty to women in their forties.
The guns they hold are all kinds of strange things: pistols, submachine guns, old-fashioned rifles, air guns... and even two shotguns used by security personnel equipped with bank armored vehicles.
However, they seem to have undergone some training and are very good when carrying these weapons, and some of them are obviously practical and practical experience.
But these women had smiles on their faces and their fingers were not really placed on the trigger of the gun. They seemed to just want to intimidate the other party, rather than really opening fire
Cheng Zijie thought for a while and understood the reason: Since this is the textile industry center, most of the staff are naturally women.
Works like spinning and weaving and cutting clothes have not been suitable for men since ancient times.
Except for a few positions that must be undertaken by men, almost all women live in this town. The word "yin is strong and yang is weak" is probably the best portrayal of this town.
In fact, most of the people in this town are working girls from other places who come here from afar
It seems that these women have also united, armed themselves, and eliminated zombies. There is really no external force to rely on. They can only survive on their own and have achieved success.
But seeing the other party surrounded by them, Cheng Zijie was confused and surprised in his respect for them: there were four men in total, all of whom were still young.
One of them seems to be about the same age as Cheng Zijie, and the oldest one is probably less than forty years old.
But they had no decent weapons, only the leading man in his early thirties was holding a pistol
Although he is tall and strong, his handsome appearance is indescribable and ugly: his face is pale and haggard, and his deep bags of eyes show that he seems to be overly indulging in desire and lacks rest
The other men were in similar condition, all of whom were desperate and dull, and obviously had given up resistance.
The man who only led the leader was unwilling to give up, and his hand was trembling with his pistol, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted to the woman who led the leader: Fart! Fatty, go back and tell Ding Qiangwei, I won’t go back with you this time, and you torture us for so long, that’s enough! I have thought about it, so what… I’ll keep us for so long and make fun of you every day?
Yang Fugui, you are trying to death. The leading woman was not angry, but laughed so hard that her body was trembling - or it was more accurate: At the beginning, you just thought that only a few men here, just take over us, and they were just a few of them. Now my sister has satisfied you, and you are not satisfied? She serves delicious food and drinks, and there is no danger. Every day, there are a lot of sisters sleeping with you. Isn’t this the fairy life you hope for! Okay, stop making a fool of yourself, go back with your sister, there are zombies everywhere, where can you go...
Yao Yuehe, you fat woman, you are the most disgusting thing about it. I have been tossing for most of the night before, but I can’t get up on the bed the next day... I tell you, I’ve had enough of it. Today, I either die of fish or break the net.
Tsk tsk Yang Fugui, you look handsome and talented, you are such a waste. If you have a little temperament, you will be dead. Can you wait until today and stop being arrogant. Just be gentle to you next time. Ah? Put down your gun quickly, that's not a joke. Wait until later. My sister is here. Be careful that your butt is blooming.
The youngest young man beside the man trembled and said to him: Brother, forget it? Ah? Actually, there is nothing wrong with living like this... Some people eat and wear, don't suffer any pain, and don't have to fight zombies... Although they have to accompany them at night, they didn't force us Ah... They are all trying their luck... They are tired, but last time I met Sister An An... and also accompanied Sister Lan Lan for a night... She is older, but she looks good and gentle... She really meets this fat woman, turned off the light, and gritted her teeth and passed...
Yang Fugui wailed: Damn, I don’t have the luck of you. Every day I meet either a tigress or a fat woman. I have never encountered a neat person... No, if this continues, I will die...
Cheng Zijie, who was hiding on the edge of the roof of the factory, felt his whole body straightened up with goose bumps.
It seems that the survival status of the survivors here is more bizarre than the King of Stars
Because of the extreme gender imbalance, it is women who control the force here, but they regard the very few men as... Of course, this is normal. Women are also human beings. In such a doomsday world, they also need comfort and relaxation... Moreover, it can be vaguely heard from their conversation that when the disaster first occurred, it was those men who wanted to take real power, each of them divided into a bunch of women, and then lived a life of nostalgia.
It’s a pity that the ratio of men and women here has broken through a critical point, which has caused the women to discover their intentions because they are too small - or their own qualities are not strong - and they are discovered by the women and in turn control them.
This time the men want to escape or fight back?
Then what's going on?
Cheng Zijie still can't understand this
Now, most of the survivors in this town are women, and there is a big sister directing them
Cheng Zijie was thinking, and then he heard a crisp and moving voice of a young woman from the gate of the courtyard: Yang Fugui, do you want to die?
Ding Qiangwei - The man screamed in despair, the other men also turned pale, and one of them had weak legs, and he couldn't help but kneel down.
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