In the mountain forest, the yellow solar-powered street lamps illuminate the forest that was originally pitch black, making it soft and no longer terrifying.
Li Yu continued:
"Now, the zombie generator at the base is very effective. In the future, I plan to gather so talents in electrical machinery, especially in the electrification direction. By utilizing the continuous power generated by zombies, I believe the future is promising."
Under the light of the street lamps, Li Yu's eyes shone.
Third Uncle nodded and said, "Actually, diesel cars don't necessarily have to use diesel; peanut oil and so used waste oils can be used."
Li Yu smiled wryly and said, "I know, but it's too extravagant. An acre of land only produces 1,000 pounds of peanuts, with an oil yield of only 44%, which ans an acre can only produce 440 pounds of peanut oil, and 100 pounds of peanut oil is equivalent to 117 liters.
440 pounds of peanut oil is equivalent to 514 liters.
More than 500 liters of oil can only run 1,500 kiloters.
It takes four months to plant a season of peanuts, and the oil produced from one acre in four months is only enough for a car to run 1,500 kiloters.
No matter how you calculate, it's too costly."
Li Yu had already calculated this.
So using peanuts planted at the base to replace diesel is too extravagant.
Right now there are only two options: find more diesel or find oil to refine.
Or use the zombie generator and then find so electrification experts to modify so electric trucks.
The two people chatted as they walked along the mountain road.
Finally, after ten minutes, they reached the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire base.
The solar-powered street lamps along the roads of the base, like stars hanging in the sky, form a beautiful picture.
The Big Camphor Tree at the center of the Inner City is exceptionally conspicuous.
Standing on the mountaintop, one could also overlook the Outer City.
If they climbed the Observation Tower on the mountaintop, they could see even further.
They stood on the top of the mountain for a while and then descended.
The ti for the next departure was also agreed upon. They would rest for a day tomorrow and Third Uncle would lead the team again the day after.
This ti, however, more people and more vehicles would be brought along.
.......
Western Alliance.
Since Gan Hu returned, he had a grand feast and then recounted the events encountered on the way, and the news of Third Brother Gan Shang and Orange Continent being wiped out to Gan Xiong and Gan Long.
Gan Xiong's face was extrely ugly. He had once thought that Lao San's side would be affected by a natural disaster, but he didn't expect that soone would dare to kill them.
His forehead was throbbing with veins.
"You said that when you were at Orange Continent, the person you captured saw the group that killed Shang and noted that the license plate numbers of their vehicles were mainly from Gan City?" Gan Xiong asked Gan Hu again.
Gan Hu nodded heavily and replied, "Yes, I heard it clearly, Yao Zuo was also nearby, he heard it too."
Not sitting on the sofa, but standing with hands behind back, Yao Zuo faced Gan Xiong's gaze, nodded and said, "That's right, I heard it too. It seems that those people should be in Gan City."
"Hmm." Gan Xiong snorted in response.
But he didn't imdiately make a statent, didn't say he would take people to Gan City to search.
He just suddenly stood up from the sofa and looked out the window.
Inside, Gan Long's face was as grim as if dripping water.
He never thought that Third Brother would just be gone like that.
Wayne, Old Zhuang, and others in the room didn't dare to breathe heavily, nervously watching Gan Xiong by the window.
They were also sowhat shocked, shocked at who could be so bold as to dare kill mbers of the Western Alliance.
The atmosphere in the room seed almost frozen, Wayne and others stood nearby not daring to make a sound, fearing accidentally bringing disaster upon themselves and becoming the target of vented anger.
Bang!
Gan Hu smashed the teacup in his hand on the ground, angrily saying, "Dad, Big Brother, this revenge must be avenged! No matter how far, they must be killed!"
Gan Long clenched his fist, and after hearing what Second Brother said, he couldn't help but speak to his father by the window, "Second Brother is right, Third Brother's revenge cannot go unavenged!"
Hearing the always steady Gan Long speak like this, Wayne and Old Zhuang in the room exchanged a glance, their expressions were inexplicable.
They weren't part of the Gan Family, but their lives were tied to the Gan Family, thriving together, perishing together.
However, as people directly executing managent at the base, they were quite clear about the current situation of the Western Alliance.
Currently, after the defection of the Zhou and Liu families, and having lost a lot of manpower in the previous volcanic heat and cold, the East Wall even collapsed.
Without having caught their breath, a heavy rain fell, causing them significant losses.
When Gan Hu returned, they had just patched up the cracks caused by the rain in the East Wall.
Currently, all the food combined could only sustain their survival for three to four months.
Had their population not decreased to just over two thousand, they estimated food supplies would be even tighter.
The key issue was that their ammunition was nearly depleted.
Around the base, the food that could be searched had already been scoured multiple tis, with not much more left to find.
So recently they have been trying to begin growing crops again at the base. But the crops grown can't et the needs of over two thousand people.
Moreover, considering the erratic weather over the past year, extre heat or cold may occur, affecting crop yields.
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