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After a busy day, Li Nan finally managed to get some gasoline at the last gas station. He estimated that the amount was not much, only about half the volume of the Tank Truck, but if used sparingly, it should be enough!
Fatty drove the Tank Truck, sandwiched between two other Trucks, slowly making his way back to the villa.
Upon arriving at the villa, some of the gasoline from the Tank Truck was immediately distributed to the Excavator and concrete mixer. The older and younger men were full of energy, and taking advantage of the bright full moon, they worked through the night!
With the machines running and manual labor in progress, within five days, a rough shape of the Wall began to take form. The foundations for the watchtower and gun tower were also completed.
The construction work proceeded in an orderly manner. They buried Rebar and poured concrete. Although they were not professional workers, after a few attempts, they figured out some techniques that ensured quality and timely completion of the project!
Li Nan observed all this with great satisfaction.
Food was temporarily sufficient, and building materials were already adequate. Therefore, over these few days, Li Nan did not lead his brothers outside to search for supplies but instead joined everyone in constructing the fortifications!
As autumn came to an end, Peach Blossom Mountain's vegetation turned yellow. Li Nan assigned a few brothers and led some women from the villa to cultivate several flat plots of land on the mountainside of Peach Blossom Mountain for next year's farming!
The so-called cultivation was nothing more than cutting down trees and pulling out weeds. They managed to clear two or three acres of land. While the soil was still unfrozen, they turned the leaves into the soil and covered it for winter. By spring next year, the soil would surely be rich. Then they could sow the seeds Li Nan had brought back earlier for a good harvest!
For their future lives, Li Nan put in a lot of effort, planning everything thoroughly. It seemed that only by doing so could they survive in this post-apocalyptic world!
While tending to the fields over there, construction continued here. Fatty's driving skills were quite good; he skillfully operated both the Excavator and concrete mixer. Fortunately, his skills were impressive; he could drive anything and dared to do anything!
The construction went smoothly according to plan. A four-meter high and half-meter thick wall needed to be built around the front of Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa, leaving a ten-meter buffer zone in between. Then two eight-meter high watchtowers and gun towers would be constructed on either side, forming a defensive angle that supported each other. This way, if large groups of Zombies or Mutated Monsters attacked, people in the villa would be alerted early and ready to fight!
The front gate of Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa was situated between two mountain passes; as long as they secured the front gate, Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa would be safe!
After the high walls were completed, some pits were to be dug in front and barriers set up. In short, the security system of the villa was to be constructed to military standards, with no room for error.
Under the foundation, Li Nan inspected the construction status; everything was under control.
Fatty jumped down from the Excavator and called out to a brother beside him, "You take over!" Then he approached Li Nan and asked, "How's it going, Brother Nan? How am I doing as a Foreman?"
Li Nan smiled, "Not bad. You really have potential as a Foreman!"
Fatty chuckled and then turned to shout, "Everyone, pick up the pace!"
Just then, Li Nan caught sight of someone moving cement bags and called out, "Zhao Si, come here for a moment and tell me how it differs to be under Vincent compared to being under me."
Zhao Si, carrying a bag of cement and about to deliver it to the concrete mixer, heard Li Nan's voice behind him. He immediately dropped the bag on the ground and turned around, saying, "Brother Nan is joking. Vincent is just a man-eating demon; he can't compare to you at all. It's like heaven and earth!"
Fatty looked down on Zhao Si; he always felt that beneath this seemingly honest exterior lay a cunning heart. So Fatty deliberately made Zhao Si do the most laborious task of carrying cement.
Zhao Si was not even a small leader in the villa; he was just one of many combat personnel. So even though he knew Fatty was being intentional, he could only lower his head in acceptance.
Hearing Zhao Si's words, Li Nan did not react much and simply said, "Get back to work!"
Zhao Si nodded and went back to carry the cement bag. Meanwhile, Li Nan continued talking with Fatty: "The person we rescued from Vincent is doing better. His brain nerves have recovered, and he woke up this morning. He was just weak and went back to sleep. He should definitely wake up tonight; we can go check on him then!"
Fatty agreed, "Alright, when we finish work tonight, I'll accompany you to see that guy!"
This conversation was not loud but was clearly heard by Zhao Si. His heart trembled at once as he thought to himself, "This is bad news!"
Zhao Si thought back to a few days ago when Li Nan had threatened him with a knife, and he felt that things were not looking good. If that guy were to survive, there would be no good outcome for him!
Determined, Zhao Si quickly devised a plan.
It was noon, and after just finishing lunch, Zhao Si carried a bag of cement, making several trips back and forth. By around three or four in the afternoon, he threw the cement bag off his shoulder, clutched his stomach, and shouted to Fatty, "I can't take it anymore! My stomach hurts; I must have eaten something bad. I need to go to the restroom!"
Fatty, sitting in the cab of the Excavator, waved him off, saying, "Go ahead!"
Clutching his stomach and mumbling to himself, Zhao Si hurriedly ran towards a makeshift toilet behind him. The so-called toilet was merely a pit dug in a secluded area surrounded by a few cloth curtains for privacy.
Once inside the toilet, Zhao Si glanced around to ensure no one was watching him. He then made a quick leap and slipped out from behind the curtain!
Having successfully evaded detection, Zhao Si ran into the front building. There was no one inside at that moment, so he had no need to be cautious.
The person rescued from Vincent's men was placed on the third floor of the front building in a room near the stairs, usually looked after by Wen Jing.
Zhao Si quietly ascended the stairs and spotted the room from the landing on the third floor.
The door was open, revealing a small space of about seven or eight square meters with a bed in it. Zhou Wen lay on the bed, seemingly asleep!
Not seeing Wen Jing around made Zhao Si feel relieved. However, just then, he heard footsteps approaching in the hallway. It was Wen Jing carrying a water jug, heading downstairs to fetch water from the warm spring!
Realizing he needed to hide, Zhao Si quickly stepped aside and concealed himself behind another wall to avoid being seen by Wen Jing.
Wen Jing was about to head downstairs when she noticed that Zhou Wen's room door was ajar. She immediately waved her hand to close it before leaping down the stairs!
Estimating that Wen Jing's footsteps had faded away, Zhao Si finally emerged from behind the wall. Indeed, it was better to be timely than early; this was a great opportunity. Zhao Si's spirits lifted, and he immediately pushed the door open, only to see Zhou Wen lying on the bed.
A smile appeared on Zhao Si's face. "Well, Zhou Wen, you really have a strong life. You’re almost like cured meat and still not dead. Today, I’m here to send you off!"
After saying this, Zhao Si approached Zhou Wen's bed and reached out to press down on his head, intending to slam it against the corner of the table!
Just then, a sudden cold wind rushed into the room, directly hitting Zhao Si's face!
The biting cold wind of autumn was extremely fierce, leaving Zhao Si feeling unsettled!
"Killing someone, have you never thought about facing retribution?"
"What sound is that?" Zhao Si heard a faint voice mixed in with the wind, making it hard to distinguish between real and fake, causing him to feel anxious!
The wind continued to howl into the room, while the glass of the window banged against the wall!
Suddenly hearing a voice, Zhao Si's first reaction was to look at Zhou Wen on the bed. However, Zhou Wen indeed seemed to be asleep, completely motionless with tightly closed lips. Could it be a ventriloquist act?
But there were no signs of sound coming from Zhou Wen’s stomach; only the rise and fall of his breathing indicated he was alive. What was going on?
With a guilty conscience, suspicion arose in Zhao Si's mind. He looked around and found that there was nothing in the room. Could it really be a ghostly sound?
Just as Zhao Si was filled with dread, the voice sounded again: "Those who commit many injustices will bring about their own demise; today is your time to pay for your life, Zhao Si!"
Zhao Si's outstretched hands froze in mid-air, and his body trembled like a sieve, unable to stop!
In an instant, Zhao Si felt a hand suddenly press down on his ankle by the bed, with an immense force. In his daze, he felt the hand on his ankle was as cold as that of a corpse. Could it really be a wandering spirit come to claim his life?
With his ankle held tightly, Zhao Si immediately closed his eyes, curling up like a shrimp, trembling as he pleaded, "I beg all the gods and spirits, please spare me! I'm just a small character being manipulated by others. I haven't committed any serious crimes; there's no need to haunt me. Please let me go, please let me go!"
At that moment, Zhao Si's pants became wet in the crotch area as a stream of yellow liquid flowed down, reeking strongly!
It turned out that Zhao Si was so frightened that he wet himself!
Logically speaking, Zhao Si was someone who had survived in the apocalypse until now and should have witnessed various scenes. However, deep down in human nature, the fear of gods and ghosts is something one cannot escape from, especially for those who are not upright; this fear is even more pronounced!
Initially, Zhao Si had pretended to be a ghost to scare Chef Wang and others. Little did he expect that karma would come around, and this time it would be him facing it. However, at this moment, he could not recall past events!
Zhao Si was spitting as he spoke, his tongue trembling slightly, struggling to form a complete plea for mercy. "I beg you... grandfathers... grandmothers, please show mercy. From now on, I will burn incense for you every day... and paper offerings every night..."
Just then, eerie laughter echoed around him, assaulting Zhao Si's eardrums from all directions. When he opened his eyes, his mouth dropped in shock!
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