I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1073 - 1172: So Expensive? Jing Shu, Why Don’t You Just Rob Us?

Huang Xiaoxiao couldn’t believe what she was seeing. What was going on? These people were eating so well? That soup smelled really delicious.

In such a cold place, especially in this godforsaken area, if you could have a bowl of aromatic mutton soup, that would be perfect.

The people in the first team were sniffing and constantly swallowing, captivated by the aroma.

Huang Xiaoxiao asked, "What are we having for dinner? It’s so late already. Didn’t you see them already started eating?"

The logistics team shrugged, "We can’t start a fire, all the vehicles have fuel problems, and we can’t generate electricity. We only have compressed biscuits and water. Once the vehicle is fixed, we can have fried synthetic meat."

So, in the cold snow, they were eating compressed biscuits and drinking a soup made from mutton stew.

Originally, without comparison, there was no harm. The first squad often ate compressed biscuits as it was considered good food in the apocalypse. But now that they encountered the second squad, who were worse off yet eating better and with such fragrant food—

After finishing their biscuits with expressionless faces, the first squad felt even hungrier. They wanted to quickly depart once the vehicle was fixed, but it still wasn’t fixed by midnight.

The armored vehicles were high-tech, with air conditioning and various equipment, all reliant on gasoline. Of course, they had brought a generator for emergencies to keep the armored car running properly.

But who the hell could have guessed that with everything ready, the fuel would have issues? They couldn’t even generate electricity.

Huang Xiaoxiao’s uncle was old and caught a cold after the fluctuations in temperature. The vehicle was as cold as an ice cave, and they had to use an emergency natural gas car for heating.

But such emergency resources were limited and could only support a few cars. If used up now, there would be none left later.

It was only the first day of departure, and they already had to rely on these backup items, leaving people feeling insecure.

Jing Shu woke up hearing the commotion outside, opened the Hulk’s window, and saw Huang Xiaoxiao with arms akimbo, scolding someone.

And it wasn’t just anyone; it was Secretary Xiao Wang.

This was something Jing Shu couldn’t tolerate.

Su Malie, next to her, was sleeping soundly, almost drooling. Jing Shu didn’t disturb her but instead put on a thick coat and down jacket, got out of the Hulk, and walked several meters to the middle of both teams.

There she saw Secretary Xiao Wang smiling warmly, politely, albeit speaking dismissively:

"Sorry, dear, we only have so many tents in the second squad. If we squeeze in, it will affect their rest and the mission."

"Yes, dear, there’s nothing I can do about it, no matter what you say, it won’t help, dear."

Next to him, Guo Tou was yawning, holding an insect, almost falling asleep, ignoring Huang Xiaoxiao’s desperation with a ’I didn’t hear anything, I don’t know’ attitude.

Huang Xiaoxiao angrily pointed at Jing Shu, "Was it you who refused? We’re all here to complete the mission. Now our vehicles are broken, and the fuel has issues. It’s so cold, are you going to just watch our team freeze to death outside?"

Oh—is that what this is about. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Jing Shu was a bit surprised and asked, "How long have they been fixing it, and it’s still not done? It can’t be that bad, right?"

Huang Xiaoxiao was somewhat annoyed, "Those useless people! Every time they say the vehicle is fixed, but once we use fuel, it malfunctions. They claim it’s the fuel, but even after filtering it, it doesn’t work."

Jing Shu pondered, so the problem is with the insects in the gasoline?

Huang Xiaoxiao added, "We wouldn’t make you lose out. Whatever you want in exchange, we’ll trade some of your warm tents with heating!"

Huang Xiaoxiao’s team brought tents, among other things, but the problem was this damn weather was close to minus 40 degrees. Sleeping in just a tent outside would freeze them. Now the vehicles were frozen inside, and the gasoline fuel couldn’t be used, nor could they generate electricity—

The oldest fuel stoves turned out to be the handiest. Huang Xiaoxiao initially looked down on the second squad’s tents.

They originally thought sleeping in tents in such cold weather was asking for death. But a researcher who was friends with one from the other group went inside and found out the tents were warm, with floor heating and small stoves, where you could also heat water and roast potatoes and sweet potatoes.

The thought made her envious and bitter. She thought they were low-key, but they turned out to be wealthy.

Jing Shu pondered for a moment, "All right, don’t say we’re heartless. You can stay in our tents, but it will cost 100 Contribution Value per person. If you’re willing, just transfer the Contribution Value to our team. If not—" Jing Shu pointed to the dry tree branches in the distance:

"Then you can chop some trees or pick up fuel yourselves."

"How much? 100 Contribution Value? Why don’t you just rob us?" cried Huang Xiaoxiao, but Jing Shu was unmoved. Huang Xiaoxiao stomped her foot:

"Fine, fine, fine, Jing Shu, you better not fall into my hands."

They could last a few more days with the natural gas, but today everyone had to cram inside. Once the vehicles were fixed and the fuel filtered tomorrow, they wouldn’t have to beg anymore!