I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 855 - 945: Why Do I Feel Like Your Real First Target Is Actually the Nansha Islands?
"Quick, quick, quick, how much water do we have left?"
"Anyway, I didn’t bring much, only enough for 3 days, but we have fuel for 7 days."
"What about the official ship, how many resources does it have left?"
Everyone looked eagerly at Yang Yang.
Right now, everyone’s hope rests on the official ship. If it has enough supplies for a month or so, we wouldn’t be in a hurry, and we could carefully scout the surroundings before deciding whether to go ashore or not.
If the official ship also runs out of supplies... that would be terrible.
Yang Yang touched his nose, with an unreadable expression, "There’s a good news and a bad news."
Everyone fell completely silent, their breathing becoming heavier.
Yang Yang continued, "The good news is, fuel is enough. If we run on minimum consumption, it won’t be a problem for a month. The fuel supply Jing Shu’s team collected can also sustain all the ships for ten days. Plus, if worse comes to worst, there are lots of rotten corpse insects in this sea, and the ferries have been modified. We can go catch these insects, dry them out, and convert them into fuel."
Hearing this, everyone’s expressions relaxed a bit.
No matter what, with enough fuel, there’s a way to escape, and that’s a big issue solved.
"The bad news is, it’s been several days since our last supply. Generally, water is abundant at sea, but for now, we only have seven days’ worth of drinking water. If used sparingly, it could last ten days to two weeks. Counting your own supplies, I think we can survive at most twenty-five days."
Extreme survival for twenty-five days!
As soon as this heavy figure came out, everyone fell silent.
None of us ever imagined that being trapped at sea, the first resource we’d run out of isn’t food or fuel, but drinking water!
Before we set out, we thought we’d face various difficulties, but never did we think we’d run out of water in the sea, the place with the most water. How could that be possible? It’s unthinkable!
"Didn’t we bring any devices to filter seawater into drinking water?"
"Are you out of your mind? There’s so much groundwater, and the cost of seawater filtration devices is so high. We had them before the apocalypse, but after the apocalypse, they’re out of production."
"Exactly, with a supply every week, ten to fifteen days’ water is enough. Where would we even store more on the ship?"
"I, I, I brought a water vapor collector!" At this time, B-class Zhou Mengyao suddenly raised her hand excitedly.
"Damn, you’re really smart! That’s a good thing, but may I ask, how much water does it collect a day?"
The surrounding bodyguards all looked at Zhou Mengyao.
Zhou Mengyao stuttered, "About 100 grams a day? I only thought about collecting some dew to use as a facial mask—"
"Ugh, 100 grams, what good is that!"
All eyes turned back to Yang Yang.
"So, what do we do now?"
"We can’t just keep floating at sea like this!"
"Why don’t we first locate, find the Nansha Islands, and see what’s going on over there?"
Everyone chimed in, their minds racing to figure out a solution given the dire situation.
Several useful suggestions were provided.
Yang Yang noted them down and began to execute the plan.
He didn’t even ask Old Zhou or Code Seven for input!
Jing Shu savored the peculiar air, and at this moment, she was the most relaxed person present.
Zhang Lang looked extremely worried, even though he could produce cockroaches, he also needed water to drink, and so did the little cockroaches.
Jing Shu patted Zhang Lang on the back, wrote a few words on her phone, and showed it to him: "Relax, our team has enough water for three months. Drink as much as you want."
Zhang Lang’s eyes brightened instantly, swallowing several times in a row. Is it true? Does Jing Shu really have that much water?
Jing Shu nodded modestly, not telling him that she brought enough water to supply thousands of people on all the ships for a year.
Of course, this matter had to be kept secret, only to be revealed at the critical moment, like squeezing out toothpaste.
Otherwise, how could the preciousness of life-saving water be conveyed?
Giving away one hundred yuan when you have one hundred is different from giving away one hundred when you have ten thousand. Although the money given is the same, the impact is different. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Sitting in the corner and attending the meeting with Jing Shu, Zhang Yicheng babbled for quite a while.
"I, I, I... Boss, boss, boss, she, she, she! Oh my!" Zhang Yicheng didn’t know how to express his constipation-like excitement, though he couldn’t show it, so he just made a face uglier than crying.
The secretaries of other bodyguards beside him moved away disdainfully, though they were usually on good terms. They thought that Zhang Yicheng might have gone mad.
But Zhang Yicheng kept shaking his hands, thinking back to when they set out, and how the boss Jing Shu had brought so many big water tanks, completely filled. He wasn’t happy about it at first, but then realized that Jing Shu never made a wrong decision!
Therefore, he too had filled his room with water buckets. At this moment, he really wanted to hug Jing Shu and shout, "Boss, you really are amazing! I’ll be your most loyal lackey from now on!"
With the plan almost done, it was time to wrap up the meeting.
Then someone else stood up, a bald fat man, and said loudly, "I am the head chef of the entire ship for this operation. Since we’re trapped now, I’ll be implementing the emergency plan, with meals halved and each person getting 500 grams of water daily."
Someone protested, "We’re not short on food, why cut down on meals?"
The head chef snorted, "You need no water to cook meals? Alright, I’m going to notify the kitchen ship!"
The head chef left directly.
Big Yellow Teeth stood up, happily drank another cup of water, and said, "Anyone else have anything to say? If not, I need to tell my crew not to eat or drink any more, all must be saved up for me. An old man like me can’t afford to be thirsty."
Everyone shook their heads, looking at Big Yellow Teeth with envy and resentment. At times like this, the strength of the corpse chaser was apparent. His crew, after all, were all corpses who didn’t need food or drink, invincible in battle. Though dozens of people supported such a waste, it was indeed enviable!
Daao Gambler also stood up at this moment, cupping his hands, "Our team is going to dive for food or catch some rotten corpse insects to convert to more fuel. That’s the only thing we can do right now."
Others thanked him, saying, "Thanks for the tip. We’ll also go back to find food, fuel, and clues."
In a flash, everyone dispersed. They hurried to notify their fleet to eat and drink less, conserving resources.
Only Jing Shu’s team stayed behind, after all, Jing Shu had no such worries. Moreover, she wanted to ask a few things.
At this moment, besides Jing Shu’s team, only Yang Yang, Old Zhou, and Code Seven were present.
So, Jing Shu’s first words were striking, "Why do I feel your primary goal is indeed these Nansha Islands?"
