Chapter 872
Chapter 872
At the same time, the search for water sources was also at a standstill. The pipes in the basement had long been rusted, and only dry soil was seen after digging up the ground. Lin Xiaoman stared at the old pipe distribution map on the wall, and suddenly noticed an area circled in red pen - the underground power distribution room. At five o'clock in the morning, the beam of Lin Xiaoman's flashlight pierced the darkness of the base. She held the factory floor plan drawn with waste newspaper, and her fingertips repeatedly rubbed the area behind the factory on the map. Beside her, Chen Yuan and four strong men were stuffing crowbars and hemp ropes into their backpacks, and the sound of metal collisions was particularly harsh in the silence. "This vacant land was originally the freight platform of the factory." Chen Yuan pointed his dagger at the weedy high ground in the distance. Under the moonlight, the rusty rails meandered into the distance. "The foundation is half a meter higher than other places, and it is more difficult for mutants to climb over the wall." Lin Xiaoman nodded and looked around - it was surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the only entrance was facing the gate of the base, which was indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack. On the first day of work, the lack of tools dealt them a heavy blow. The so-called "wall-building" was nothing more than hammering broken bricks into a suitable shape with a hammer, and then bonding them with glutinous rice flour mixed with mud collected from the kitchen. Lin Xiaoman squatted in front of the makeshift workbench and cut bamboo strips into thin strips: "The glutinous rice mortar used in ancient city walls is as strong as cement." She dipped the bamboo strips into the mud, "Adding some fiber to it can increase toughness." When the sun was blazing, the 17-year-old boy Akai suddenly collapsed to the ground. His palms were rubbed with blood blisters, and the gaps between his nails were full of mud: "Sister Lin, how long will it take to build a wall like this?" Lin Xiaoman wiped the sweat from his forehead and his eyes fell on the scrapped crane not far away. Half an hour later, everyone worked together to dismantle the crane's steel cable and made a simple pulley set. When the first prefabricated board weighing 100 kilograms was hoisted, a long-lost cheer rang out on the construction site. However, the calm only lasted until the evening of the third day. Lin Xiaoman was standing on the unfinished watchtower adjusting the angle of the shooting hole when she suddenly heard a thunderous vibration from the ground. The woods in the distance were shaking, and the dense mutants were rushing in like a black tide. She grabbed the whistle at her waist and blew it hard, and the sharp whistle cut through the sky. "Quick! Start the early warning device!" Lin Xiaoman shouted and jumped off the watchtower. The metal barrel bell array installed three days ago began to ring wildly, and the sound spread along the base wall. The mutants were attracted by the sound and changed direction to rush towards the construction site. Their distorted faces were hideous in the sunset, and their nails scraped long sparks on the ground. "Group according to the plan!" Chen Yuan waved the compound bow and shot arrows accurately at the mutants in the front row. Lin Xiaoman grabbed a piece of sharp gravel, and the muscles in her arm were tense. When the first mutant pounced in front of her, she dodged the claws and smashed the gravel into the other's temple. The rancid black blood splashed on her face, and the pungent smell made her want to vomit. The battle lasted for twenty minutes, and everyone's physical strength gradually ran out. Lin Xiaoman's arms were so sore that she couldn't lift them, and the number of mutants seemed to have not decreased at all. She glanced at the cement bags piled not far away, and suddenly an idea came to her mind: "Sprinkle the cement powder!" She shouted, "Their eyes are afraid of stimulation!" Several strong men immediately understood and rushed towards the mutants with cement bags. The white cement powder filled the wind, and the mutants screamed in pain and their movements became slow. However, just when the situation was slightly improved, a huge mutant broke through the defense line. It was more than two meters tall, and its skin was as hard as rock. Ordinary arrows shot at it only sparked. "Aim at the joints!" Lin Xiaoman shouted hoarsely. She took out the homemade Molotov cocktail from her waist, and the flames jumped at the mouth of the bottle. When the giant monster approached, she threw the Molotov cocktail with all her strength. The flames instantly engulfed the lower body of the giant monster. It rolled in pain and knocked down half of the unfinished wall. At the critical moment, Chen Yuan arrived with 20 reinforcements. They pushed a homemade crossbow cart, and the huge arrows could penetrate the mutant's chest. "Shoot!" With Chen Yuan's order, the crossbow cart made a deafening sound, and the mutants in the front row were shot into sieves. The battle lasted until late at night. When the last mutant fell, the construction site was littered with corpses, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. This battle made Lin Xiaoman realize the fragility of human defense. She drew new drawings under candlelight late at night, recombining the abandoned car springs and steel bars in the factory. Su Ran took the initiative to join. He used machine tools to process parts and transformed the springs into trigger traps. A week later, the first automatic defense system was completed-as long as the mutant stepped on the hidden pedal, the spring mechanism would eject sharp steel bars and nail them to the wall. The dyeing workshop was decorated with a new look. A tall colorful pavilion was built at the entrance, which was hung with lanterns made of various fabrics. On the day of the trade fair, the dyeing workshop was crowded with people inside and outside, and it was very lively. Walking into the dyeing workshop, the dazzling array of fabrics made people dazzled. There were thin gauze as thin as cicada wings, embroidered with delicate flowers and birds; there were colorful brocades, woven with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes; there were also printed cotton cloths full of exotic styles, making people feel as if they were in the desert grassland. In the center of the exhibition hall, several young women wearing new clothes made by Lin's Dyeing Workshop took elegant steps to show fashion. Their clothes were novel in style, with both traditional charm and modern design, which attracted praise from everyone. Wonderful singing and dancing performances were also arranged at the trade fair. A group of dancers dressed in gorgeous clothes made of fabrics from Lin's Dyeing Workshop danced to the music, their sleeves fluttering, like fairies descending to the earth. During the performances, there was a lucky draw, with prizes of exquisite fabrics and ready-made clothes from Lin's Dyeing Workshop. "Boss Lin, this fabric is amazing! Give me ten pieces, I want to make new clothes for all the wives and concubines in the mansion!" An official laughed and said. "Brother Lin, your trade fair is so wonderful. Not only does it feast our eyes, but we can also buy such good fabrics!" The literati also praised it. The trade fair lasted for three days, not only attracting a large number of customers, but also gaining the favor of many dignitaries. Several princes and princesses came to the scene in person, praised the fabrics of Lin's Dyeing Workshop, and even placed long-term orders. After hearing the news, Sun Dehai and others were so angry that they stamped their feet, but they could do nothing. They didn't expect that Lin Yuan not only resolved the crisis, but also took this opportunity to make Lin's Dyeing Workshop more famous. Looking at the lively scene in front of the dyeing workshop, they knew that they had lost this battle completely. Lin Yuan stood in front of the window on the second floor, looking at the bustling crowd with a firm and calm look. He knew that in this competitive market, there would be more challenges waiting for him, but he was already prepared.
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