Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy!

"How much spars and jade are needed for the guild features?"

[A minimum fee of fifty thousand Tier 1 spars.]

Nanzhi: "…" Never mind, I'm broke and can't afford that, and the system said it's just the minimum fee.

Her hands itched to unlock the well, as she had a feeling the next disaster would be a heatwave.

If she remembered correctly, there was no river in the Misty Land, just a shallow stream and pond with barely any water. She wasn't even sure if it could be replenished.

The primary water source for her base were the wells dug by her residents.

"Wait a minute…"

Nanzhi suddenly had an epiphany and decided not to unlock the function just yet.

For the rest of the day, she scoured the Misty Land for water sources, digging a deep pit using the tools she found in the cottage.

After interrogating the chickens, she discovered a small, shallow pond and a swamp.

In the game, some resources could replenish while others could not.

This pond could produce half a ton of water, but the replenishment rate was only half that per day.

The wells she dug inside and outside her territory had better results. The maximum daily production for the inner well was 2.5 tons, and the outer well was 4 tons. They were lacking compared to the well the system had promised, but they were still a blessing for her.

However, she wasn't giving up. She planned to dig more wells. It was more efficient to look for areas with lush vegetation like cattails and willows, or to search for valleys and depressions where the water table would be shallower.

Her main concern was whether the boiled water had any side effects. She will not let anyone drink it before testing it on herself.

There was one problem for the future: water transport. If the well was too far, she would waste time traveling since her inventory space was restricted in the Misty Land.

The system heard her complaints and suggested she use the upgrade card.

"That's a precious card! I'll only use it when absolutely necessary!" Nanzhi had to be wise.

With the impending trip, Nanzhi made sure to settle everything before leaving. She handed over the aviation parts, winter plum blossom seeds, and the Bingdi Lotus seeds and saplings, explaining how to grow them.

Lin Weihao quickly took the seeds to the research facility.

After awakening, her mother had become more active and had joined the headquarters, taking on the temporary role of head of security, assisting Wang Chul.

The base immediately issued snow clean-up tasks for points, which stirred many of the residents to join in, including the children and elderly.

The base became lively, with people carrying buckets outside, and within no time, the 5 meters of snow were cleared.

These snow mounds were piled in an empty storage unit, to be used for cultivating the Winter Plum Blossom that had grown into a sapling.

The researchers were amazed and took care of it attentively.

The most active of them was Xuan Yi. After failing to get the winter plum blossom tree, he had been mulling about it for a month. This sapling renewed his hope.

With the emergence of the awakened individuals, the Mission Hall was upgraded. Not only did it issue ordinary missions like supply retrieval and rescue, but it also began releasing combat missions, such as clearing the perimeter of the alien beasts.

The aggressive animals were now referred to as alien beasts.

After the winter season, sightings of alien beasts near the base were reported repeatedly.

The base immediately opened the jade exchange points shop, now accepting spars as well, encouraging residents to hunt alien beasts. The main commissary also followed suit, implementing this system alongside the main currency: contribution points.

The base residents crowded around the shop as winter had drained most of their supplies.

The next day, Nanzhi asked Lin Weihao to temporarily close the shop and told customers it was undergoing renovations. It would look suspicious if a vending machine suddenly appeared overnight.

Lin Weihao helped her put on a show by bringing in an old vending machine and making construction noises, following Nanzhi's instructions.

The base residents were frustrated, but there was nothing they could do but head to the main commissary.

They had grown fond of the jade points shop's products.

Some people with chronic ailments had been cured after consistently eating the dried vegetables and fruits they bought from the store.

The researchers working on the farm had also developed an interest, finding the nutritional composition of these products far superior to even those grown in high-level greenhouses before the apocalypse.

They pestered Lin Weihao about it, but no matter how much they cajoled him, he wouldn't budge. He always claimed the owner was a hermit farmer they met during one of their trips.

Nanzhi had always made sure to put on a convincing show, driving trucks full of supplies from outside to make it believable.

Lin Weihao had relayed this news to her.

The army had been relying on the food Lin Weihao had stored during the apocalypse, as well as the farm he'd established. Free meals were part of their benefits, and only a few had bought from the jade points shop. They would likely only be interested if she released a serum or some special item.

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On the other hand, most residents now patronized the jade shop.

The benefits might not have been obvious at first, but over time, a gap would undoubtedly form between the two sides.

Nanzhi glanced at the virtual farm, then at the flowers she had planted near the beehives.

The system was very stingy—it didn't allow her to take the soil. So, she had to find another solution.

Weeks passed, and the sunflowers' heights increased by half a foot. They were thriving.

During the winter, she also began constructing raised beds, creating a compost pit from dead branches, grass clippings, fruit scraps, crushed eggshells, cornstalks, and dried plant stems, mixing them with soil from the safe zone.