I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1038 - 1037: Although I Can’t Paint a Rosy Picture, I Can Do the Opposite
What do you mean by that?
Oh, does she need to submit a plan?
But Jun Bao sure asked the right person about this matter.
Jing Shu thought for a moment: if we can resist such large-scale natural disasters in the coming year, then more people in Huaxia will survive, and the economy might recover a bit.
Most importantly, the people from Wu City who just migrated here won’t have to move back to Wu City. To be honest, as a frontier city, the climate in Wu City isn’t great, and it’s too far from the central cities. Although it has various resources, it’s ultimately not as advantageous as the South Sea area: convenient transportation, accessible logistics, and warm climate.
The current drawbacks are also obvious—being near the sea, it lacks abundant food resources, is plagued by the deadly lungfish, and does not have Dark Energy as a support, among others.
In a moment, Jing Shu thought of many things and then nodded: "I understand."
Then she walked away looking worried.
Jun Bao: "..." So, does she really understand?
The next day, Jing Shu summoned the upper management of the factory and held a planning conference for the next two years.
As for talking big, Jing Shu has to admit: her subordinates are even better at it than she is. They listed various future ideas and plans, speaking eloquently.
Jing Shu stopped everyone and then took out information about the African lungfish.
The five hundred people in the conference hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone’s eyes lit up: "President Jing, have we discovered a new species?"
"Can this thing be eaten? Are we going to start a lungfish factory? That’s fantastic."
"Haha, we’ll have one more subsidiary company."
"I get it, we need to strengthen aquaculture knowledge this year, train 10% of staff to specialize in lungfish, and hire by next year."
Jing Shu: "... Hehe."
Then, Jing Shu poured cold water all over their excitement and explained the frightening aspects of this creature.
No one else would know it like Jing Shu. Even Africans wouldn’t know it better than her.
But she’s a reincarnator. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
She even boldly predicted to everyone: "When one cockroach appears, there must already be millions of eggs. Everyone understands the invasion of dark species—in fact, look at the green algae event in He Yuan City."
Green algae, in the second and third years of the apocalypse, was still a food item. You could buy a lot with one Virtual Coin, and it tasted a bit like kelp and seaweed. It had no nutrition but could fill the stomach.
Later, He Yuan City was dedicated to developing it, selling it nationwide, and it was even transported to Wu City for sale back then.
However, over the past two years, the green algae’s genes mutated into a new species, rapidly expanding hundreds of times over, absorbing the water from He Yuan’s rivers like a sponge.
Now, in He Yuan City, forget about green algae; the new species has invaded it entirely, enveloping He Yuan under giant kelp, sprawling everywhere. Forget eating it; it’s now something even knives can’t cut through.
If the country hadn’t blocked the water source and sent New Humans to solve the problem, many cities would likely be affected.
Don’t underestimate any species in the apocalypse, even if they used to be weak and harmless food.
Now, the people of He Yuan have been dispersed to live in over a dozen cities while He Yuan City is surrounded and used as an experimental base. The giant kelp is flexible like wood, yet it can’t be used as fuel or eaten, so what can it do?
Seeing everyone’s expression become serious, Jing Shu nodded. Although she might not be good at making grand plans, she can exaggerate the sense of crisis, motivating the employees to work harder.
After explaining her understanding of the lungfish, she assigned a task: "Everyone writes a plan between three thousand and ten thousand words on what to do if lungfish becomes the major disaster in the South Sea within two years.
Where should we start prevention? What preparations need to be made, and how can lungfish be valuable? For eating? Usage? Other functions?"
"Huh? Three thousand words? I barely managed to write four hundred words in grade school!"
"I usually copy my papers."
"Isn’t this too difficult?"
Then Jing Shu continued: "For this, every month we’ll select the best three action plans; names will be rewarded with a bag of 10KG Northeast long-grain rice, a 2L barrel of peanut oil, a 5KG bag of flour, etc.
If someone’s plan is implemented, they’ll be rewarded with items like chocolate or brown sugar.
Oh, every thirty shortlisted articles will receive 50 grams of dried Black Fungus, along with participation prizes of a handful of soybeans.
By the way, did anyone want to give up earlier? Someone said it was too difficult?"
All senior staff swallowed hard and shook their heads in unison: "Three thousand words is too few; if I don’t write ten thousand words, I feel like I’d be letting down that handful of soybeans!!"
"Hehehe, my daughter is good at essays. Can I have her write for me?"
"I think ten thousand words is too few; can I voluntarily increase it to twenty thousand words?"
Everyone’s gearing up now, and they better be!
Jing Shu was very pleased.
Hey, with so many employees to make use of, why should she be the only one to think until her head explodes? Although nothing could be done in the past life, there is still a year in the current life.
Preparing a year in advance, prevention is not only her responsibility. She has the whole Wu City and even the government’s support. Perhaps this life will have a completely different outcome from the past life?
"Boss, can foreigners participate?" Suddenly, a Bald man raised his hand.
