"Report to the Korean team that the zero-star power station can generate 100,000 kilowatt-hours of electricity every day. After upgrading to one-star, the additional reward will be a tenfold increase in power production."

"That means producing one million kilowatt-hours of electricity every day?" Han Feng did a little calculation in his mind and came up with the answer. At the same time, Han Feng couldn't tell whether he made a profit or a loss from this additional reward.

A few seconds later, Han Feng stopped worrying about this issue and asked casually: "By the way Luna, since the power station has been built, how about removing all the magnetic storm infantry that are generating electricity?~"

"Report to the Korean team to withdraw all the magnetic storm infantry. The mines and temporary residences of survivors will lose power supply."

Hearing Luna say these words, Han Feng became a little anxious.

"Why were you so anxious to build a power station in the first place?! Isn't it to enable survivors to use electrical appliances with stable voltage as soon as possible?!"

After a pause, Han Feng continued: "At that time, you said that the virtual power station could not power electrical appliances in the real world. I accepted it... Now this power station is really standing there! Why can't it still provide power?

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"Report to the Korean team... where the survivors temporarily live, there is no underground cable connection. The power from the power station cannot be output..."

"Uh...ah hi~ I told you earlier~ I was shocked~" Han Feng scratched the back of his head and laughed, trying to cover up his inner embarrassment.

A few seconds later, Han Feng asked: "I'll go to the city to look for underground cables tomorrow... If it doesn't work, I'll throw them out of the ground."

"Report to the Korean team that the Allied base can build power station accessories, and underground cables are among them."

"Um..." Hearing what Luna said, Han Feng couldn't help but be "cautious"... and then asked: "How many gold coins are needed to make underground cables?"

"Report to the Korean team that as long as there is enough copper, the Allied base can make cables."

"copper?"

"Yes, the Korean team, making underground cables requires four kilograms of copper per meter."

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng narrowed his eyes and began to calculate silently in his heart...

Tens of seconds later... Han Feng frowned, silently took out his phone and opened the computer service...

"Luna, how long is the total length of cable needed from the power station to the temporary residence of survivors?"

"Report to the Korean team that the power station is 3.8 kilometers away from the temporary residence of the survivors, but if the underground cable is to be fully extended, a length of four kilometers is needed."

"Oh..." In response, Han Feng muttered to himself and began to calculate: "Four kilometers is four thousand meters... Four thousand times four equals..."

"Sixteen tons...the cost is two thousand gold coins per ton..."

"Thirty-two thousand gold coins..." Reading the amount displayed on the calculator, Han Feng thought it was acceptable~

Immediately, Han Feng issued instructions: "Luna, let the combat laboratory produce sixteen tons of copper~"

"Report to the Korean team that it takes 30,000 yuan for the combat laboratory to produce 16 tons of materials..."

"Confirm, confirm~" Knowing Luna's next question, Han Feng interrupted directly to confirm.

"Okay Team Korea, the copper is being produced, please wait..."

Hearing this, Han Feng took out a cigarette and lit it.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Han Feng turned his attention to the system...

"More than two million one hundred and twenty-eight thousand gold coins..." Han Feng smiled softly after reading the amount in the gold coin column. This is all his savings in the past two or three months~

A few minutes later, Han Feng dropped the cigarette butt and stamped it out.

"Luna, build a physical barracks~" Suddenly

However, Han Feng suddenly said something.

"Report to the Korean team that it will cost 200,000 gold coins to build a physical building - the barracks. Construction time: twenty-four hours."

"Tsk..." Taking a deep breath, Han Feng tutted: "Why is it so expensive? Is it because I have more gold coins? Kill me?!"

"Reporting to the Korean team, the construction price of all calls in the red alert system is clearly marked. There is no such thing as "cheating". Please feel free to build it."

"Ugh!..."

Suddenly, Han Feng felt like a lump in his throat... Hearing what Luna meant, it turned out that he had done something wrong.

Helpless, Han Feng had no choice but to speak and let Lu

Na built the military camp. Who is the "maker" of the rules...

"Report to the Korean team, please plan the construction location of the physical building-the barracks."

"Note: The building area of ​​the selected physical barracks must not be less than 500 square meters. The building height must not be less than 100 meters."

"Ah...just, just over there." After hearing this, Han Feng raised his hand, pointed to the other side of the Allied base, and said at the symmetrical position of the power station.

"Okay, the Korean team, the physical building, the barracks, is under construction."

"Bah...dong..." As soon as Luna finished speaking, the allied base not far away suddenly made an inflating sound. Immediately afterwards, a huge springboard was lowered.

All the red police soldiers of the Sixth Brigade walked down the gangplank, just like last night, each one holding a cleaning tool.

Needless to say, these soldiers had to clear the building foundations before they could build the physical barracks.

After taking a look, Han Feng turned and walked towards the multi-functional infantry vehicle. Since the base had been built, the temporary tents had been canceled by default. So tonight, Han Feng could only return to the zinc mine to stay.

On the way home, Han Feng was thinking... building a virtual barracks can summon soldiers anytime and anywhere, but it feels like building a physical barracks is a bit "tasteless".

But when he thought about it, there were additional rewards for building physical buildings, and Han Feng was relieved.

"Luna, the additional reward of the one-star power station is to increase the power ten times. Then the additional reward of the barracks is to pay the price of one person, and ten people come out? Or... the price of summoning personnel is 100% discount?~

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"Report to the Korean team that we don't know the additional rewards before the construction of the physical building - the barracks is completed."

Hearing Luna's answer again, Han Feng became even more curious, and continued: "Oh, the gold coins have been deducted, and the construction of the barracks has begun. Is there anything I can't tell you in advance?"

After a pause, Han Feng continued to ask: "You... do you know, but you just don't tell me?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, according to the "Red Alert System - Correspondent Code", before the physical building - the barracks is built, I am..."

"Ah, stop, stop, stop!" Han Feng felt "big-headed" when he heard Luna was "moving the law." After interrupting Luna's long speech, Han Feng began to concentrate on driving while suppressing the curiosity in his heart...

…

Returning to the zinc mine, he parked the car. Han Feng took out his mobile phone and saw that it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening...

Quietly going upstairs, Han Feng found his bedroom and entered.

"Wei Yun is sick and can't even eat hot cans..." Feeling his growling stomach, Han Feng was helpless and could only dig out a few compressed biscuits and bottled water to satisfy his hunger.

It's not that Han Feng doesn't have the ability to heat cans on his own, but... if he wants to go to the kitchen, he will definitely wake up Wei Yun who is passing by.

When I think of Wei Yun dragging his sick body to worry about himself... "Forget it~ Just eat this..."

Chewing Ganchai's compressed biscuits, Han Feng took a few gulps of water and washed it down his esophagus.

After "eating and drinking", Han Feng went into the bathroom and took a shower, then lay down on the bed...

The next morning...

"Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!"

At 7:30 in the morning, when it was already bright, Han Feng was woken up by the alarm on his mobile phone. He reached out to turn off the alarm, and sat up to "wake up".

After hurriedly washing up, Han Feng got dressed and went downstairs.

At the stairs, Han Feng met Wei Peng who was going upstairs. As soon as he saw Han Feng, Wei Peng said: "Brother-in-law?~ You got up so early today? I just wanted to wake you up~"

Without any nonsense, Han Feng asked directly: "How is your sister? Is she feeling better?"

"Much better, much better~ It was my sister who asked me to wake you up for dinner." As he spoke, Wei Peng pulled Han Feng downstairs and rushed to the restaurant.

"You've recovered? Just get up and cook? Why don't you get more rest..."

"Brother Han, let me tell you something."

When Han Feng saw Wei Yun, he was interrupted by Wei Yun before he could finish his concerned greeting.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Seeing Wei Yun's face turned pale, but his expression was extremely serious. At this time, Han Feng also felt the anxiety in her heart, so he stopped talking nonsense.

Staring into Han Feng's eyes, Wei Yun said: "Brother Han, there is not enough drinking water."

"..." After two seconds of silence, Han Feng suddenly smiled and said: "Hey~ What did I think was wrong?~ It's easy to deal with running out of water. Wouldn't it be nice to let them go to the warehouse and move a truck back?"

As he spoke, Han Feng looked at the red police soldiers on the side.

"No, Brother Han, it's not as simple as you think. Not only us, but Brother Wang and the others don't have drinking water either."

After Wei Yun finished speaking, Han Feng was a little surprised and said: "Isn't it possible? I remember there is a water source near our zinc mine? What? It's dried up?"

"Brother Han... it snowed heavily a few days ago and the temperature dropped sharply. The creek you mentioned has been frozen for a long time!"

Looking at Wei Yun who looked nervous, Han Feng scratched his head and said, "Isn't there bottled water? I remember when I came here, there were four or five carts full of just water and bread."

"We've all finished drinking..." Looking at Han Feng, Wei Yun slowly lowered his head and said: "We have been consuming supplies since we came here. Although we have replenished them a few times,... we cannot withstand seven or eight thousand people.

of constant consumption.”

"That……"

Just as Han Feng was about to say something, Wei Yun interrupted: "You're still talking about bread... Do you remember the last time you saw bread?"

Hearing this, Han Feng lowered his head and looked at the floor, and at the same time began to recall in his mind... the last time he saw bread.

In line with Han Feng's memories, Wei Yun added: "Bread has a short shelf life. Bread like Da Liba and baguette can be kept longer, and the rest are spoiled..."

"Besides... there are not too many cans. According to my visual inspection... the remaining rations can last for about seven or eight days. Maybe... shorter."

At this time, Han Feng frowned... He kept thinking about a solution in his mind.

"Let's do this. I'll take people to the creek first and dig out some ice. Turning it into water can temporarily solve the problem at hand." After saying that, Han Feng suddenly remembered something and said: "Oh! What are you doing about such a critical issue?
Chapter completed!