Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food-Chapter 132 - 94: Draw 9 Attribute Points in a Row!

In Unit Three, people were scattered away, frightened by Chen Hong.

Zheng Guoqiang was angrily cursing, roaring in the crowd.

It was him who had shouted those insults earlier.

He had witnessed the scene firsthand, a mix of shock and anger filled his heart.

"Xiaowu!"

He saw with his own eyes the moment Xiaowu, whom he had recruited, had his head chopped off on the spot.

While Zheng Guoqiang was shocked and angry, he also felt extreme regret.

Yes, the red-faced youth, Xiaowu, was persuaded by Zheng Guoqiang to take the lead and cause trouble with the people from Unit Four.

Zheng Guoqiang wanted the oppressed owners to rise up together and break free from Wang Ze’s gang’s control, coming to Units One, Two, and Three.

At that time, he could then lead these people to Liang Yuan, which would be more convincing.

On the other hand, he also had his own selfish intentions.

Bringing such a large group over to join Liang Yuan might earn him an important position and gain Liang Yuan’s trust and use, right?

But he never expected Chen Hong to be so ruthless!

He actually killed someone directly!

Filled with regret, if he had known this, he might have just gone straight to Liang Yuan and could have avoided Xiaowu’s tragedy.

His old eyes were red with anger, when an elderly man nearby whispered, "Old Zheng, stop shouting, let’s go."

"Yes, go find Liang Yuan. Right now, only they can deal with Wang Ze’s gang."

Zheng Guoqiang gritted his teeth and nodded, "Let’s go, to Unit One."

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"Xiaoliang, I’ve thought of a way that might not require a lot of long planks."

On the rooftop, Old Ma spoke excitedly.

Liang Yuan was binding steel pipes; he paused and said, "Oh? What method?"

"Mortise-and-tenon joint!"

"We can try using mortise-and-tenon joints to connect short planks into block-shaped panels, then lay these panels on the steel pipe structure."

"This way, we can solve many problems."

Liang Yuan’s eyes brightened, "Do you know how to assemble the mortise-and-tenon joints?"

Old Ma shook his head, "No, but I’ve seen related videos before, we might give it a try."

Liang Yuan nodded, "This is not a small project. You try it first. If it works, I’ll immediately get more people to help."

"Great, leave it to me."

Old Ma was all smiles, rain hitting his face, but he didn’t feel tired.

In his fifties, his physical strength was already declining.

He always worried he’d become a burden to the team.

Now, making the raft made him see his worth again.

Of course, he was happy.

So he studied the mortise-and-tenon joints while assembling the panels, keeping an eye on the ’phone plastic bucket,’ in case people in Building 75 had an emergency.

Cai Zhi focused on building the raft’s framework with Liang Yuan.

After some discussion, they decided to make the main frame out of thick, hard steel pipes.

Then use PV pipes and such, interweaving them crosswise to create a square base.

Considering buoyancy, they also decided to tie a large number of foam pieces, plastic boards, and plastic bottles under the base.

These plastic bottles could also serve as water storage devices, so plastic bottles became a key item to be collected.

Additionally, they needed to leave room on the sides for installing propeller accelerators.

The propellers were taken from electric fans, and the motors also came from electric fans.

The power source would naturally be the gathered batteries.

Besides this, Liang Yuan also dismantled the wheels and chains from bicycles and connected them to the transmission mechanism.

This was in case the batteries ran out, so they could manually turn the blades for extra power.

Of course, the raft’s sail also needed to be made, but that part was left for Yang Mei and her group.

The basic functionalities of the raft were just that. As for more comfort, that wasn’t considered yet.

The urgent task was to quickly make a prototype to test if it could float before considering comfort.

After a busy period, it was already evening.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and Liang Yuan called everyone to rest.

On the thirty-second floor, Zhao Kai ran up, shouting, "Brother Liang, many people below are trading fish for food."

Hearing this, Liang Yuan felt a surge of joy and immediately went downstairs, asking, "Who are these people?"

"People from Unit Two and Unit Three. They heard they could trade fish for food here, so they all went downstairs to fish and catch fish."

"By the way, many people are talking about Song Wen and Hu Weimin making a profit from the difference. I told Song Wen to stay away from Units Two and Three for now," Zhao Kai said.

Liang Yuan smiled, "That female anchor isn’t dumb. She can think of making a profit, so she’s naturally prepared for complaints. But don’t worry, I promised to keep order, and I definitely won’t let things get chaotic."

Going downstairs, he saw the thirty-second floor crowded with people.

Each person carried a bucket or a plastic bag filled with water.

In room 3201, Yang Mei had already started collecting fish, thoughtfully categorizing them for accounting, waiting for Liang Yuan to settle the accounts.

As Liang Yuan came down, the noisy crowd quieted considerably, everyone looking towards this rising young property owner.

Liang Yuan glanced at everyone but said nothing.

He entered the room and saw the water tank filled with thrashing mutant fish, finally revealing a smile.

"Sister Mei, how many fish do we have?"

Yang Mei wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Over two hundred."

Liang Yuan nodded, "Give me the exchange list."

Sister Mei quickly handed over the list. Liang Yuan glanced at it and saw that most people wanted to exchange for rice, a few for snacks, and some for salt, soy sauce, and other seasonings.