The light was bright in the warehouse of the Sacred Heart Cathedral.
Lin Yi stood between the shelves, wearing a set of black System Armor, looking exceptionally spirited.
This armor consisted of boots, gloves, pants, and a jacket, each giving off a hard tallic luster.
Boots 4 Power, gloves 4 Agility, pants 4 Vitality, jacket 4 Endurance.
After putting it on, Lin Yi silently thought to himself:
[Open Attributes]
Na: Lin Yi
Level: 5
Experience Points: 3/80
Remaining Attribute Points: 0
Physical Strength: 10/17
Magic Value: 10/10
Power: 16 (20)
Agility: 14 (18)
Endurance: 13 (17)
Vitality: 13 (17)
Magic Power: 10
Skills: Shelter
Looking at his improved attributes, Lin Yi couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
The laughter echoed in the empty warehouse.
However, at this ti, Immanuel, carrying a big bag of Survivor Coins, stood aside.
His face was full of dismay, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, soaking his worn-out collar.
After Lin Yi had enough laughter, he gasped and said, "This is the 7000 left after your purchase of equipnt."
Lin Yi reached out to take it; the heavy bag almost made him lose his grip: "Quite heavy!"
"You don’t say! Imagine how it feels for an old man like to carry it?" Immanuel glared at him grumpily.
Lin Yi felt a bit awkward and quickly changed the topic: "Did you find the ZLL-0B1 and Apulin Z-10 dicines I ntioned to you earlier?"
Immanuel gestured for Lin Yi to follow: "You’re really lucky, that kind of dicine is very rare, and it just so happens I still have three bottles here."
The two of them traversed inside the Sacred Heart Cathedral.
Only then did Lin Yi discover that the nave and aisles of the cathedral were cleverly divided into different living areas.
Rows of simple yet sturdy dormitories were neatly arranged, each equipped with basic beds, tables, chairs, and personal storage space.
The dormitories were also separated by soundproof materials, ensuring the maximum privacy for the residents.
The public kitchen and dining area had the aroma of food wafting through, and the sanitary facilities zone was well-equipped with showers, toilets, and more, all in proper order.
Lin Yi observed all this, feeling secretly encouraged.
After all, once he returned, he would have enough coins to build facilities even more comfortable than these.
At that ti, the living standards of the employees in the Shelter could also be improved by a notch.
As Lin Yi was walking, he suddenly thought of sothing.
He turned and asked Immanuel, "Do you still need any other crops?"
With just this sentence, the old man instantly seed energized, as if on a boost of adrenaline.
"Oh my God! So you can grow more than just potatoes?! Why didn’t I think of that?! Yes! Corn! If possible, we’ll only buy corn, but... no, let’s do half-and-half... wait, 20% potatoes, 80% corn, how about that?"
Here we go again, Lin Yi sighed inwardly with resignation.
When this old man gets excited, his words flow like a rapid-fire barrage, never stopping.
"You guys like corn so much?" Lin Yi asked, puzzled.
"Haha! No, it’s not that. We have the equipnt and people who can make bioethanol from corn."
Whoa!? Big news!
Lin Yi almost dropped his jaw in surprise.
He looked incredulously at Immanuel in front of him. This old man, just so casually revealing such a bombshell of news to him?
Bioethanol, to put it plainly, is biofuel!
In this apocalypse, solar panels can generate electricity, but not everything in life can rely on electricity.
The role of fuel is equally indispensable, and at critical monts, it can even determine life and death.
Lin Yi and Immanuel stared at each other with wide eyes.
One was shocked at the other’s ability to grow anything, while the other was stunned that he could extract fuel.
Lin Yi cald down and earnestly said, "I’ll notify you as soon as I have corn."
"We’re establishing a long-term comrcial partnership, and any product from my camp is allowed to be resold by you!" Immanuel was equally excited.
The two exchanged a smile and a firm handshake.
Lin Yi knew well that Immanuel had his own little intentions in giving him the dicine.
But he decided not to ntion it since he freely accepted it.
Afterward, Lin Yi packed up his purchased equipnt and left the Sacred Heart Cathedral.
There was still so ti before noon, and he guessed that the girls might still be sleeping, so he wasn’t in a hurry to go back.
Firstly, he wanted to test the power of his new equipnt.
Secondly, he knew of a furniture store!
With the dormitories in the Shelter about to be built, they couldn’t be without furniture, especially comfortable large beds.
Lin Yi strolled down the street, waiting if any unlucky one would co his way.
Soon, a lone zombie entered his sight, stumbling before a crashed bus, emitting low groans.
Lin Yi strode over, shouting, "Yo, buddy!"
The zombie paused, just turned around, and before it could react, a flash of cold light sliced its head off by Lin Yi’s sword.
Amazed, Lin Yi held the sword upright, examining the blade.
In that instant, he hadn’t felt any resistance, as easy and smooth as cutting pork fat back ho with a knife.
Lin Yi sent the freshly killed zombie’s body to the Shelter and continued forward.
Before long, a group of 10 zombies appeared, swaying and dragging their steps forward.
A hint of excitent flashed in Lin Yi’s eyes as he drew out the Black One-Handed Sword and dashed towards them like a cheetah.
Dexterous in movent, he maneuvered freely among the zombies, taking them down one by one with ease, barely breaking a sweat,
Half an hour later.
Lin Yi stopped in front of a large furniture store.
Parts of this store had already been looted, but it was obvious the previous visitors were looking for food, not caring about the furniture.
Lin Yi slowly browsed around.
The store was more spacious than it appeared outside, filled with various pieces of furniture, dazzling the eyes.
There were items suitable for the middle class, as well as high-end goods for wealthy custors.
The most eye-catching was a lion-skin sofa priced at one million euros, and a desk made with extrely rare wood, priced as high as three million euros.
Lin Yi had no intention of leaving any of the furniture behind.
In his view, these resources could make the Shelter a more comfortable place.
In the blink of an eye, he had transported everything into the Shelter.
This ti, he transported so much that the warehouse of the Shelter was instantly filled, causing all the new furniture to be placed directly on the open space.
Without stopping, Lin Yi proceeded straight to the second floor.
He arrived at the bedroom supplies area, where there were many beds, mattresses, pillows, and even blankets.
Lin Yi saw a soft and fluffy large bed and couldn’t resist leaping onto it, closing his eyes.
So comfy!
He felt like he was about to fall asleep...
Take it all, all of it!
After working for quite a while, Lin Yi finally cleared out the large furniture store.
He then returned to the street.
After finding a hidden residential building and clearing out the zombies inside, he transmitted back to the Shelter.
However, the scene before him left him dumbfounded!
All the "good employees" were awake, yet none had gotten out of bed.
At this mont, the open space of the Shelter resembled a huge furniture city, with various furniture and beds filling every inch of space.
Each "good employee" had already claid their desired bed and lay there comfortably.
Even old Mark, the professor, sprawled out on a chosen bed, snoring loudly.
Lin Yi’s forehead veins throbbed.
He didn’t mind everyone taking it easy on their days off, but still—
He had to at least leave himself a king-sized bed!
Reviews
All reviews (0)