The vast shelter consus a massive amount of supplies every day.
"Oh, seeing your formation, I thought you were going out of town," Lin Fan said with a smile.
Old Zhong replied, "We’re not considering going out of town for the mont. Our plan is to gather resources in Huang City first. Many supplies are no longer usable; our targets this ti are canned food, flour, dried vegetables, snacks, and so on."
"Hmm, that’s feasible," Lin Fan nodded.
He knew that most of the resources in Huang City hadn’t been collected yet, and the gathered ones were just a drop in the bucket. Transporting the resources to Sunshine Shelter for safekeeping could stabilize people’s hearts.
Gradually, people gathered, everyone donned their War Armor. Although there were no zombies in Huang City, safety still needed careful attention.
At this mont.
Gu Hang ca over, waved at the people going out to gather supplies, and then approached Lin Fan, "Xiao Fan, want to take a look at the warehouse we just organized recently?"
"Sure, let’s have a look," Lin Fan replied.
Very quickly, he and Brother Hang arrived at the said warehouse.
Gu Hang said, "The number of survivors in our shelter is growing; thousands of people consu a lot each day. We’ve been mainly relying on rice, and fortunately, we have enough grains to last a long ti. We’ve even started planting ourselves, so it’s not much of a problem."
The warehouse Brother Hang ntioned was a large building within the shelter.
Pushing open the door.
They went inside.
"This is the first floor, where we store snacks. Kids used to love eating these, and now sotis we adults have to rely on snacks too, hahaha..." Gu Hang laughed.
Snacks include jerky, canned fruits, chips, spicy strips, and basically anything with a long shelf life is stored here.
This level isn’t full yet, taking up only a small portion of space.
There are custom shelves, neatly organized, not looking ssy at all.
Lin Fan thought if this entire floor were filled with snacks, it would be an irresistible temptation for the kids entering here; they might even say... We love it here.
He was just protecting the shelter, but the real developnt of the shelter relied on Gu Hang and everyone else.
Soon, they moved to the second floor.
Gu Hang said, "Here we plan to store dicines, accumulating what hospitals and pharmacies have, categorized separately. In the future, dicines will be one of our most important resources, second only to food. Professor Xia and their group of researchers are already organizing information, thinking of producing basic dicines themselves, although the difficulty is quite high and they are still in the preparation stage."
Lin Fan understood that producing dicine was very difficult, needing a lot of resources, not sothing that could be done casually.
Of course, he also heard Professor Xia ntion that for so basic illnesses, they could try using traditional Chinese dicine, as Sunshine Shelter had practitioners.
Doctor Xu, a forr hospital expert, was also an expert among the survivors at the Huang City’s fallout shelter.
Lin Fan said, "Everything step by step, I believe as long as we all work hard, things will only get better. I firmly believe that."
He was convinced, never doubting, and worked diligently.
Gu Hang laughed, patting Lin Fan on the shoulder, "Right, just like you said, I also believe everything will get better, because it’s your protection that allows us to thrive."
Gu Hang couldn’t imagine what the outco would be without Lin Fan in the apocalypse.
He thought there might not be any Sunshine Shelter in Huang City, and people would be hiding and fleeing forever shrouded in fear, struggling even to guarantee basic survival.
The city’s resources were indeed plentiful, but who had the ability to find supplies in a city full of zombies?
"As for , I’m just special," Lin Fan thought about his ability to earn points by slaying zombies, quite helpless, the more he slayed, the stronger he beca. Maybe this was heaven’s favor.
Gu Hang didn’t understand what Lin Fan ant by special, so he didn’t dwell on it.
Very soon.
Lin Fan finished observing the newly prepared warehouse, everything was well. Upon arriving on the first floor, he saw several sneaky figures peeking around the shelves, whispering quietly.
Though the voices were soft, they still reached his ears.
"Sister Feifei, I want spicy strips."
"Don’t call Sister Feifei, if people hear, it’ll prove it’s who did it."
"Oh, I got it, Sister Feifei."
"You’re so annoying, here’s your spicy strips."
"Hehe..."
"Wenwen, what do you want? Tutu wants chips, I need to bring so chips for Sister Tutu."
Standing at the staircase, Lin Fan and Gu Hang exchanged glances.
Both smiled helplessly.
Who would’ve thought these little ones would sneak over to find snacks?
Looking at the open window.
It seed these little ones climbed over the wall to get in, choosing not to use the door but the wall, quite clever.
"Ahem," Lin Fan pretended to cough.
Clang!
It seed sothing fell to the ground, the sound similar to fallen chips.
"We’ve been found out, Wenwen, quickly, let’s run," Feifei whispered.
Wenwen then used telekinesis to make them float, thinking of floating out through the window.
"Stop," Lin Fan said.
The voice was so familiar.
It was Uncle Lin’s voice.
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