Webnovel Author In The Apocalypse World-Chapter 212: Winter Preparations

Naturally, Kim Haru was the main negotiator for this mission. Do Seungjin and the Delta Squad prioritized his lead, with their main task being ensuring safety throughout the journey.

Fortunately, according to the little hamster’s description, the destination wasn’t too far from the Pyeongseong Safe Zone.

Roughly the distance of two trips from the Pyeongseong Safe Zone to the Black Pig Territory.

In response to Ryu Hyunwoo’s comment, Do Seungjin didn’t seem too worried. "Pyeongseong Safe Zone this year is nothing like it used to be. Even if winter comes early, we’re not afraid."

"That’s right," Wang Woo replied with a laugh. "The logistics department has been insanely busy these days. We’ve been harvesting piles and piles of food every day, processing it, and preparing winter supplies. Since the logistics department got fully up and running, it’s never been this hectic."

"Still, it’s the kind of busy that I’m more than happy to handle," he added with a smile.

Kang Yeongseok’s expression softened as she chimed in, "No matter how exhausting or frustrating it gets, all those feelings vanish the moment you see the warehouse overflowing with supplies."

Kim Haru sat in the passenger seat, listening to the people in the back chatting. Their conversation eased some of his worries about the coming winter.

Since the trade delegation from other safe zones had left, Pyeongseong Safe Zone had been racing against time to prepare for winter. The spaces for using cement had already been cleared. It was impossible to upgrade everyone’s houses to be fully insulated and airtight in such a short time, so they eventually came up with a solution.

They decided to build a certain number of communal residences in each district. The houses in the First District, Second District, and the Central Zone were mostly in good condition, with insulation measures not being much of a concern. The Fourth District, however, was in the worst state, so more communal residences would be built there.

The Third District would have slightly fewer communal residences than the Fourth District.

In order to speed up the construction of the communal residences, they wouldn’t build the houses from the ground up. Instead, they sought existing buildings with suitable space, modifying and reinforcing the current structures. The goal was for each communal residence to house about a hundred people, which was considered the optimal capacity.

Making the buildings too large would actually make insulation less effective, so this size was just right.

While the houses were being built at full speed, the mutated silk purchased from the Ahnhae Safe Zone wasn’t being neglected. Women who didn’t have enough physical strength to help with construction were assigned tasks at the Ability User Center’s mission hall. The silk was distributed in fixed amounts, and everyone in the safe zone worked together to produce as many silk quilts as possible before winter arrived.

Kim Haru himself used his private stash of supplies to trade with the Ahnhae trade team for a batch of mutated silk. Though he had his system-provided wooden cabin with no shortage of bedding, and it was unlikely to get too cold in winter, the mutated silk was far superior to the system’s ordinary silk quilts. It was thinner, lighter, and exceptionally warm.

As for who would make Kim Haru’s silk quilt? This was where he had to give special praise to one of the mutated plants—a pine tree.

Despite its towering, rugged appearance resembling that of a burly man, the mutated pine tree’s ability to sew was nothing short of miraculous. When Kim Haru was worrying about his lack of sewing skills and hesitating to trouble others in the safe zone, the mutated pine tree demonstrated what "flying needles and fine stitching" truly meant.

The needles weren’t just flying figuratively—they were literally flying. Its countless pine needles danced in the air as if a thousand people were sewing in perfect synchronization. The final product had stitches so precise and dense that they rivaled the work of the best artisans.

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When Kim Haru paid the pine tree in fertilizer and water for its work, he also handed over the remaining batch of mutated silk.

He didn’t just want quilts made; he also planned to use the mutated silk to make a few sets of clothes. If he needed to go out during the winter, they would certainly come in handy.

The silk in the safe zone wasn’t just for making quilts; it was also used to make clothing. However, the amount of silk they had traded for was limited, so it was impossible to make a full set of outdoor clothing for everyone. At best, each household would have one set, and whenever someone needed to go out, they would be the one to wear it.

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For many, even having one set per household was a luxury. In tougher circumstances, several nearby families might have to pool resources to acquire a single set, taking turns wearing it to handle outside tasks.

After the crops were harvested, these concerns were no longer something Kim Haru needed to worry about.

The only remaining issue that required his attention in the safe zone was the little piglets that he recently brought back to the animal research institute—and the duck eggs.

The duck eggs were still incubating. The portion of eggs Kim Haru had brought back to his farm had been placed directly in the chicken coop. He covered them with a thick layer of straw and even dismantled an old cotton quilt, pulling out the cotton to make a warm nest for the eggs.

Of course, Kim Haru hadn’t forgotten about the coop’s original residents.

Although Little Nugget and Sir Peckington weren’t ducks, their similar structure made them the perfect candidates for the job. Kim Haru promptly assigned them the task of incubating the eggs. Little Nugget which is the product of the system understood some of his instructions, so when Kim Haru told it to sleep on the eggs at night, it obediently did so. By morning, the eggs stayed warm enough.