Anime Crossover: Many Children, Many Blessings; Yukino, the Wife from the Apocalypse

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He put down the phone, looking dazed; the message he received was still to stay put.

"That's not right. We've emptied the granaries, so where did this grain come from?"

"Yoko."

"Drive over there and stop that car."

Yoko Okino suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the military vehicle quickly turned around and stopped the grain transport truck.

The driver was a soldier.

Chang Wei first showed his special envoy credentials, then asked:

Where did this grain come from?

The soldier replied, "Report, it was transported from the strategic reserve."

Strategic reserve?

Wow, I didn't expect Hokkaido to have a strategic reserve. Just thinking about it makes me realize what a place like that is like.

The resources must be plentiful, piled up like mountains.

So Chang Wei quickly pressed for answers, and the soldier confessed honestly.

It turned out that after he emptied the grain station and cold storage, Quan Riwo was worried that the strategic reserve warehouse would also be stolen, so he transported the grain to the command post overnight.

Besides food,

They also transported salt and fuel.

The temporary command post is now full, and no more supplies will be transported from the reserve warehouse today.

Cow!

This is simply incredible luck.

You're not doing the shipping anymore, I'll take over.

Fuel and salt—these are exactly the supplies I urgently need.

"Yoko, let's go."

Chang Wei already knows the coordinates of the strategic reserve depot.

18 kilometers away

Located behind a steel mill in the eastern suburbs. After entering the navigation, Yoko Okino drove towards her destination.

The journey was not smooth.

There are too many zombies. You can see zombies wandering around almost every hundred meters or so.

The ones on the roadside are fine; we can ignore them.

The zombies in the middle of the road rushed directly at the military vehicle.

"Screw you!"

With his Tang sword in hand and the speed of the car, Chang Wei deftly chopped off the head of a zombie.

Huang Quanyue Luna held a shotgun.

With a bang, another zombie that tried to pounce on them was killed.

The gunfire in the city was even more intense than yesterday.

But there were even more zombies.

This indicates that the spread of the red fog virus is worse than previously thought.

Fortunately, only military and police vehicles were on the streets, and the roads were relatively clear. Chang Wei and his party eventually arrived at the strategic reserve depot in the eastern suburbs.

"stop!"

"Who are you?"

Before the group could even get out of the car, they were stopped by two armed soldiers...

Chang Wei was greatly surprised.

There were only two soldiers guarding the entrance to the strategic reserve warehouse.

Such an important place,

Shouldn't a large number of troops be stationed there?

But then I thought about it again, and the fact that there were so many zombies on the street meant that Hokkaido was short of troops.

Moreover, Inu-ri-wo has already taken away the most important food.

Along with some salt and fuel.

Therefore, the strategic reserve currently does not require a large force; only two soldiers are symbolically stationed there.

This is perfect for me.

Chang Wei pulled out his special envoy credentials and then used psychological manipulation to control the soldiers:

"The situation inside the city is urgent. You two go and clear out the zombies. You don't need to guard this place anymore."

"Yes!"

The two soldiers saluted and drove away.

"Hahaha, so happy!"

"Now, I can do whatever I want!"

Chang Wei put away the military vehicle and led his team toward the gate.

Old rules,

Crack the door lock with a knife.

bang bang bang --

He slashed three times, but the door lock didn't budge; instead, he managed to bend the blade of the Tang sword.

The locks on the storage room doors are really sturdy.

However, the Tang sword obtained in the game has a built-in repair function.

The chipped blade was immediately restored.

Chang Wei swung his knife three more times and finally broke the lock.

"I should have asked the soldier to give me the key."

Chang Wei muttered to himself as he walked into the storage warehouse.

At first glance, two-thirds of the huge warehouse had been emptied.

Fortunately,

Most of what was taken away was rice and flour, leaving behind the fuel and salt he desperately needed.

"Haha, it's a win-win situation, isn't it?"

"Then I'm not welcome!"

"Shaye, do it."

Let's start with the salt, which is neatly stacked on a tray.

Chang Wei reached out and touched the tray.

With a thought, the entire pallet of salt was instantly stored in the spatial warehouse.

What the hell!

A full 5 tons.

Cool!

One person only needs 5 jin of salt a year, and this tray is enough to feed 100 people for 20 years.

This is just for daily use.

After the apocalypse, it will be impossible for anyone other than the core team members to freely supply salt.

Conservative estimate

This 5 tons of salt is enough to feed 100 people for 50 years.

Looking at the pile of salt,

Chang Wei was full of fighting spirit.

"With salt, people will work harder, and the more the better!"

Chang Wei and Takagi Saya kept collecting salt from the space warehouse, resting when they got tired. They continued intermittently until noon, when all the salt had been collected.

"Saya, how many tons did you collect?"

"320 tons. And you, Chang Wei?"

"I collected 460 tons."