infodatos Chapter 92 - 92 92 Grading The Supermarket
Chapter 92 - 92 92 Grading The Supermarket
Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Grading The Supermarket Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Grading The Supermarket “We’ve tried multiple variations, General,” Liu Feng replied, his tone careful.
“The soil quality has deteriorated rapidly, and the hybrid seeds we salvaged were compromised during storage.
We’ve exhausted almost all the methods we know.” The general closed his eyes for a moment, breathing heavily.
The hybrid seeds were supposed to be their last hope, a chance to grow crops that could survive the harsh conditions of the apocalypse.
But now, it seemed like that hope was slipping away.
“What about the reserve seeds from the agricultural vault?” Wang Qingshan asked though he knew the answer already.
“They’re nearly gone, sir,” Liu Feng said.
“We’ve used most of them in previous attempts.
We might have enough for one final trial, but the odds are not in our favor.” Wang Qingshan cursed under his breath.
They had nothing left to barter with except land, and even that had its limits.
The country’s military, once a symbol of strength, was now stretched to its breaking point.
Supplies were dwindling, and people were growing desperate.
If they couldn’t find a way to grow food soon, the safety shelters would be overrun by chaos.
“What about our foreign contacts?” Wang Qingshan asked, hoping for a sliver of good news.
“Has there been any word?” “No, sir,” Liu Feng shook his head.
“Communication lines with the outside world remain unreliable.
We haven’t received any useful intelligence in months.” The old man let out a weary sigh and leaned back in his chair.
As the soldiers stood in tense silence, Wang Qingshan’s thoughts wandered to the land under military control.
The military had acquired vast amounts of territory, but what good was it if they couldn’t even grow food on it?
They couldn’t hold onto the land forever—not without resources to sustain the people.
Perhaps it was time to consider unconventional solutions.
“Captain Liu,” Wang Qingshan said after a long pause, his voice low but firm.
“I want you to reach out to some of our trusted contacts.
We need food, and we need it now.
If that means trading some of our land to secure it, then so be it.
We can’t afford to wait any longer.” Liu Feng’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Sir, are you sure?
Trading land…
it could undermine our control—” “I know the risks,” Wang Qingshan interrupted, his tone sharp.
“But without food, control means nothing.
The people will turn against us if we can’t provide for them.” The captain hesitated but nodded.
“I understand, General.
I’ll get in touch with our contacts immediately.” “Good,” Wang Qingshan said.
“And Captain…
make sure we handle this quietly.
We don’t need word of this getting out to the public.” As Liu Feng and the soldiers left the room, Wang Qingshan stared at the door, deep in thought.
If the military couldn’t solve this crisis, then perhaps it was time for them to give up completely…
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Crystal Cove.
In a forest located on the outskirts of Crystal Cove, a few zombies of level 3 were looking around as if they were trying to find someone.
In the thick foliage of a towering tree, Xi Ping crouched on a sturdy branch, her breath shallow and controlled as she focused on blending into her surroundings.
Her brown hair was tied back tightly, keeping her sharp eyes clear of any distractions.
Below her, three level 3 zombies wandered aimlessly through the underbrush, their heads jerking in erratic movements as they sniffed the air, trying to sense any trace of human presence.
Xi Ping had learned long ago that silence and patience were her best weapons.
She remained utterly still, her body pressed against the bark of the tree as the zombies prowled beneath her.
Just as she was about to exhale softly, she caught the faint sound of voices in the distance.
Her instincts sharpened, and she strained to listen without moving a muscle.
The zombies hadn’t noticed the voices yet—they were still
She decided to try the solution she had thought of and cleaned the supermarket once more.
Looking at the progress bar which moved from 0 to 2%, Su Jiyai repeated the process in the hopes that it would rise, but to her dismay, the progress bar remained at 2%.
This showed that her guess was only partially true.
Su Jiyai opened the system panel and saw a cleaning section that had also been unlocked.
There was an option to buy a mop, bucket, clothes, and some cleaning chemicals.
However, her attention was attracted by something else.