Mystery Makes Me Strong

In the extreme north, in a large area of ​​coniferous forest, there is a remote town, only one railway passes through.

There are dozens of lumber mills here, producing high-quality red pine wood with a long history, which is used to make high-value furniture. The whole small town is mainly engaged in the industrial chain related to the logging industry, and the name of the city is also called Red Pine City.

The trees in the frigid zone grow slowly, so they must be harvested in different areas, and they must be divided into many areas. Only one area is harvested each year, and replanted immediately after felling, so as to ensure continuous timber and sustainable development.

Fortunately, the land in the extreme north is vast, and the area covered by a small city is hundreds of times that of the prosperous inland areas. An ordinary city in the inland area governs only hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, but here easily exceeds 100,000 square kilometers.

However, at this moment, this originally prosperous Hongsong City, which had no worries about its livelihood, was cut off from traffic and communications, and was on the verge of chaos.

A thick fog covered the city, drowning it completely, disappearing in the vast far north jungle.

In the management office in the center of the city, several local dignitaries are gathering together, sitting at a mahogany round table, discussing matters.

"It's been 7 days. Even if we can't communicate with the outside world, we should have found a problem outside and sent someone to check the abnormality." A middle-aged man said worriedly. His face had typical cold zone features, he was tall and his nose bridge was high. Sunken eye sockets.

He is the mayor of the city, Wang Hailu, who is in charge of the daily affairs and has a distressed look on his face.

Sitting opposite him was an old man named Zhong Boshuang, who was the financial officer of the city.

The old man sighed and said: "There is not much food in the city, enough for about two weeks. If we can't get through the external transportation, then we will be in a situation of food shortage. The consequences will be disastrous. The mayor should make plans early and carry out Wartime economy is good."

The others were awed. Of course they knew that Zhong Boshuang was not lying, because Hongsong City was not self-sufficient in food. It was mainly used for logging, and there were some vegetable gardens outside the city, which were only used to provide fresh vegetables, which were not enough for the whole city. Consumption.

Every time, the timber is sold and then imported into cattle, sheep, fruits and vegetables. This industrial model has been very healthy in the past. After all, the value of timber here is much higher than that of food, and it is mechanized and scientifically produced. There is no need to worry about the extinction of timber resources.

But now they are in a desperate situation, the wood is piled up like a mountain and cannot be transported out, and the food is getting scarcer day by day. We can't let everyone eat wood like termites.

"Why don't you plant mushrooms quickly? There is still a lot of wood in the city that hasn't been shipped out. The temperature is still not low. If you plant mushrooms with wood in time, you should be able to hold on until reinforcements arrive." A local boss surnamed Yu said. suggested.

In Wen Rensheng's previous life, many local tyrants built various doomsday fortresses, and there were even companies specializing in this industry. However, in this world, there are many crises, and capable people will naturally make more preparations.

This is because the boss usually makes a lot of preparations. Planting mushrooms in the doomsday is also an idea he saw on the Internet. Of course, this idea is very unreliable. After all, the production of mushrooms requires organic matter, and it cannot use solar energy for photosynthesis. It is definitely not suitable. As a source of doomsday food.

Boss Yu had originally moved to live in a big inland city, but Hongsong City still has many industries, such as wood processing and furniture making. This time he came to check the situation, but he was trapped here.

"Where can I grow mushrooms?" The financial officer shook his head and said.

At this time, a young man in his thirties, named Shi Longyu, was the city's magistrate, but he agreed: "Boss Yu is right, maybe it's too late, but at least it can give civilians One hope, let them feel at ease, otherwise, with our little manpower, once 50,000 to 60,000 civilians get into chaos, it will be a disaster. I have a message from an informant, and I heard that someone is secretly preaching that the end has arrived rumor."

"The end is coming, it's absolutely impossible! I was in Arctic City a week ago, everything is normal there, all industries are thriving, there is absolutely no end!" Boss Yu yelled immediately when he heard it.

He doesn't believe in the end of the world. He doesn't want to have a doomsday restart. He owns a business with hundreds of millions of dollars, and a dozen or so real estate... He is only 60 years old this year, and he heard that the heterogeneous world already has medicine to prolong the life of mortals.

Now the price seems to have dropped a lot, his good days are still to come, how can he accept the sudden outbreak of the end?

The others looked at Boss Yu and remained silent, just thinking about it in their hearts.

There was no news for a week. Under normal circumstances, their management office would contact and report various situations online with the higher-level organization every day. If there was no contact for a day, someone would come to investigate the abnormality immediately.

There has been no movement for a week now, so the theory of the end may not necessarily be false.

It's just that they still force themselves to believe that the outside world is fine, and it's normal that the place is remote and cannot be supported for a while.

After a while, the mayor Wang Hailu clapped his hands and said decisively: "Okay, Long Yu, hurry up and organize your people, the security officers in your public security station, and the reserve militia, select reliable people, temporarily arm them, and then draw out Some people, in cooperation with Lao Zhong's wartime economy, gathered food and distributed it in ratios. Old Yu, take people to the agricultural company to see if there are any mushrooms, and hurry up and gather people to work and grow mushrooms..."

He said in his mouth, focusing on the three aspects of manpower, food, and work, he firmly grasped the core, arranged it in an orderly manner, and convinced others.

It's just that these people don't know that there is also a group of people gathering in a residential area of ​​Hongsong City.

"The doomsday has broken out. According to the novel, whoever prepares first will be able to survive!" A bald man danced and said, his face was very excited.

He seems to have seen all the gold in the city, and the women let him take it.

"Boss Wang, what basis do you have for saying that the apocalypse broke out? I haven't seen any zombie monsters appear either?" a young man asked suspiciously.

"Fool, haven't you seen the fog all over the city? This is the beginning of the end of the world. First, there will be a fog blockade, and then monsters will appear in the fog, and then monsters will eat people... Now is the time for us to prepare. We must Hurry up and act quickly, organize people quickly, snatch and accumulate food, then we will have whatever we want, and whoever wants to be happy will be whoever!" The bald man waved his arms.

"Okay, listen to big brother!"

"I've heard that in the end of the world, people will mutate. The rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation. I wonder if we can mutate into those extraordinary people?" Someone drooled.

"It's definitely possible, as long as we live to the end, all the benefits will be ours!" Boss Wang said with affirmation, all inclusive.

Although Dongzhou is developed, no matter how developed a place is, even if there is no shortage of food and drink, there will still be dissatisfied and lazy people. This is due to human nature.

This group of people are all workers in the lumberyard, but they usually eat too much and are lazy, often absent from work, form gangs, and threaten goodness, so that they can continue to hang out in the lumberyard.

Because it is located in a remote area and it is not easy to recruit workers, the managers just pretended not to see them, lest they get angry and make other workers unable to stay.

But now that there is heavy fog and the city is isolated, they immediately think that it is the same as in the movies and novels, that the end is coming, everyone only looks at fists, and wealth is redistributed.

These people yelled, relying on the skills they usually practiced in fighting, they were confident that they could deal with those idiots in the office, so they started to get busy under the arrangement of Boss Wang.

Chaos and order are operating spontaneously in this small northern city.