I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 943 - 1004: The Little Electrician Springs Back to Life
What kind of cars with malfunctions are repaired and then put out for sale—it’s almost the same in any second-hand car market, so the raw materials here must be plentiful.
Sure enough, when Jing Shu and Tan Ke arrived at the market, the ground was piled with all sorts of unwanted components, parts, and materials.
Of course, this is not what’s surprising; what’s surprising is that behind every storefront there is a warehouse, not too big nor too small, filled with disorganized components and materials.
After years of the apocalypse’s ravage, most are still usable.
Jing Shu recalled the RV that Wu You’ai’s mentor Chu Zhuohua remodeled back in the day, using quite a bit of material. Over the years, RV materials have become increasingly scarce.
Luckily, these components will surely be useful, and taking them back home won’t be a loss. They’ll be useful one day; since the apocalypse, these have stopped being produced, and looking for parts to repair cars will become increasingly difficult.
Jing Shu decided to bring the good materials back home and transport the lesser ones to Iran to sell.
So, she waved her hand and took them all. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
These warehouse-full of car tires? Yes, we want them all. Car tires are quite popular everywhere; a bit of modification and they make a great suitcase, perfect for storing things or traveling during winter.
These messy materials? Yes, we want them all.
These lithium batteries and motors? Yes, we want them all.
It’s utterly insane.
In just half an hour, Jing Shu had scoured through the parts warehouses of what’s deemed the largest second-hand car trading market. Later, professionals will check them; keep the good, usable ones, and sell the unusable.
The sky is just beginning to lighten.
There’s still some time.
The group decided to stroll around this vast Central New City; once a desert star developed with billions, even the street surfaces have air conditioning vents.
Walking on the road, not only are charging ports everywhere, but cool air also blows from underneath the road, making the 40-degree surface feel like a 20-degree air-conditioned room—a luxurious sight enough to bring tears.
As of now—
"Look quickly, there are abandoned air conditioner motors beneath the road, and they’re Huaxia made with a 20-year warranty," Tan Ke waved his large hand, pulling almost discarded motors from the collapsed roadside.
Jing Shu: "..."
Hao Yunlai, with dead fish eyes, inspected quickly: "Gree ones are most durable, they aren’t too damaged, still good, just fit an air vent and it can generally be used."
Zhang Lang commented, "Saudi Arabia indeed selects the expensive rather than the suitable; so luxurious, but Gree ones really speak for themselves, my family’s been using them for 20 years and they’re still working."
What can be done except digging them up and carrying them back? If they can’t be sold in Iran, they are still quite popular in the domestic Black Market.
After some thought, Jing Shu changed her mind.
Because the insects dug up a majority of those super-large motors, not the household kind. Jing Shu plans to keep this batch for personal use; when she returns to Wu City in a couple of years, the weather should be extremely cold.
And she needs to open several factories in Wu City to prepare for upcoming disasters, definitely requiring such dual-use central air conditioning motors for heating and cooling. Before, she admitted she didn’t have the power bills and the ability to supply the whole factory’s air conditioning costs.
Crazy, do you know how expensive post-apocalypse electricity is? How can she have air conditioning for heating in her factories just burning coal wouldn’t be so extravagant.
But now, it must be said, her household has gained a small electric person. Honestly, asking her to purchase a batch of air conditioners wouldn’t meet such high expenses, but now she just happened upon a batch—
Alright, they’re all alive, all free. If not taken, that would be a big loss.
Now for factory reopening, the electricity is available, the air conditioner motors are here, it’s excellent. If she picks up some more trash, wouldn’t she achieve a zero-cost factory startup?
Thinking of this, Jing Shu’s smile reached her ears.
"No way, no way, Jing Shu? Just because of picking up some air conditioner motors? Why are you as happy as if you’ve won the lottery?" Yang Yang squinted in confusion, "Or have you thought of something else again?"
Jing Shu quickly shook her head; the plan is too far off, speaking now is no use, so she said, "It’s nothing, let’s hurry and check out some other places, almost done, the insects are almost gone. It’s nearly time, let’s go back and treat everyone to a feast today!"
With her kind of scavenging, not even a bunch of insects would be enough.
Everyone looked excited, see? Although not much was gained following Jing Shu, she provides meals, and does Jing Shu’s feast not beat picking up this junk?
Poor little electric person, now he’s working hard every day helping Jing Shu charge various electronics, still unclear about where Jing Shu accumulated so many appliances and batteries, and he constantly adjusts frequency fluctuations, fearing accidentally damaging Jing Shu’s powerful things—
Or there’d be no meal. Oh god, isn’t this a bit too scary; he admits, Jing Shu the boss put him under a spell, working from dawn till night charging various devices, now the fleet includes a great figure who modified the ships with electric motors all because he can charge.
Still, truthfully, the food is damn delicious, especially when comparisons highlight the lack.
Among others in his team, the Snake Scorpion Woman and Dwarf Iron Hammer, they have only one meal, while his exalted little electric person has three meals; it’s rumored crew members have three meals plus two midnight snacks.
His goal is to become such a crew member.
Little electric person didn’t know, his goal is about to be fulfilled, Jing Shu found him a lot of motors.
Where Jing Shu is concerned.
The brief joy of scavenging garbage ended, after many years of the apocalypse, the usable stuff isn’t much left.
Everyone regrouped at an abandoned factory outside the city, just an hour’s drive from the base camp where Jie said Dila stored supplies.
"Ready?"
Old Zhou was stern and solemn, his voice reaching everyone’s ears.
"Ready!!"
Old Zhou nodded, "Alright, everyone knows the plan this time, full firepower, you don’t need to grab things, just suppress their guardians, then let Captain Jing Shu’s insects complete the transport. Your job is to protect the insects from pursuit, so—"
"Following our four plans, execute the first step!"
"Remember, don’t drag the battle, retreat whenever necessary, listen to commands, and remember our objective!!"
"Now, let’s move out!!"
"Give them all a surprise!!"
