My Exclusive Dream World Adventures-Chapter 64 : 064 The Sorrow of a Poor Student

Chapter 64: 064 The Sorrow of a Poor Student

Chen Xu quickly collected himself and remembered something, asking, “If you get scratched by the monsters outside, do you need to get something like a rabies vaccine?”

“If scratched by an ordinary mutated beast, please proceed to the medical room for a Z13 type antiviral serum injection,” appeared on the screen.

Then, a map appeared, marking the location of the medical room. It wasn’t far from here, just past two doors.

Chen Xu and Yang Jinxia left the control center. 2003 was still standing at the doorway, next to a corpse.

He asked, “How are corpses usually dealt with?”

“All corpses must be cremated; there’s an incinerator on the third sub-level.”

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“Can you handle it?”

2003 answered, “Please fasten his belt to the hook on my back.”

Chen Xu looked behind it and indeed saw a hook that had popped out. He fastened the corpse’s belt to it.

And just like that, 2003 dragged the corpse away.

Chen Xu then took Yang Jinxia to the medical room where they found the Z13 type antiviral serum at the self-service terminal.

“Lucky they didn’t destroy these medicines,” he said somewhat relieved, as he took a syringe.

After injecting the serum into Yang Jinxia, the two discussed their future plans and quickly agreed to temporarily settle down in this shelter.

That thick and heavy door gave them a huge sense of security. It was so much better than the ruins outside.

Moreover, though the shelter was almost empty, the equipment was still very complete, able to provide electricity, heating, air conditioning, clean water, food, and so on. Having these guaranteed in the apocalypse was nothing short of a blessing.

With a consensus reached, the two promptly sprang into action.

First and foremost was food. They needed to harvest the crops from the planting warehouse as soon as possible and store them in the shelter.

Every day delayed meant the potential for one more greenhouse to be wrecked by those green-skinned gorillas.

Chen Xu got to the control center and did a quick inventory; besides 2003, the disabled robot, the only thing they could use was a small transport vehicle.

According to 2003, the vehicle’s battery was old and could only travel a few kilometers on a full charge, and since there were no spare batteries in the shelter, it just gathered dust in the warehouse.

To Chen Xu and his companion, as long as it was operational, that was enough, so they hurried to the warehouse and drove the vehicle out.

Calling it a small transport vehicle was a bit of an understatement; its size was nearly that of a ten-wheeled truck.

Chen Xu gave it a try and found the controls were not complicated. However, to be on the safe side, he enabled the autopilot function.

Once outside the shelter’s door, Chen Xu’s nerves tightened once more.

It was quite lamentable that they couldn’t find a single weapon in the entire shelter. All he had was the pistol he brought along, which might not even kill an ordinary green-skinned gorilla at a distance.

If they ran into a group of green-skinned gorillas, that would be quite dangerous.

They started harvesting from the nearest planting warehouse.

The planting warehouses seemed quite advanced, all using soilless cultivation, with each container growing a single plant. There were three levels altogether, with very small gaps between containers on each level. It could be said that the space was used to the maximum.

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Plus, he had seen an introduction in the control center—these planting warehouses were fully automated, with light, temperature, humidity… all regulated automatically. They only needed to come over regularly to make sure the system wasn’t malfunctioning.

Such a timesaver.

Chen Xu thought to himself, it would be great if he could take this technology back with him.

But that was just wishful thinking. Even with a mature plan, implementing it in reality would likely require a huge investment, and using it to grow grain would definitely not pay off.

The first warehouse they came to had wheat, which was already mature.

The shelter originally had several machines specifically for harvesting, but sadly, they could no longer be found. They were said to be lost outside, yet they hadn’t seen any when they arrived.

Given the two giant gorillas’ irritable temperaments, they were most likely tossed aside as toys.

There was no other way; the two had to harvest manually.

They didn’t gather even a fifth before darkness fell, and the pair stopped work to return to the shelter.

After eating some compressed biscuits casually, they went to rest.

The shelter was considerably large, designed to accommodate up to five thousand people at its limit. It was divided into five levels, with the control center located on the first floor.

They found two adjacent rooms next to the control center, one for each of them.

Chen Xu, after a day filled with scares, battles, and labor, was quite weary. He lay down and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

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In the following days, the two continuously harvested various grains and crops: wheat, rice, millet, sorghum, mung beans… all kinds of crops with completely different maturity periods could be adjusted to ripen at the same time in the planting bay.

Aside from the staple grains and cereals, there were all sorts of fruits, vegetables, spices, and so on – they had everything imaginable, which amazed them both.

It was just a pity about those planting bays that had been destroyed.

Chen Xu had searched the main terminal but did not find any data on constructing these planting bays, which meant that for each one destroyed, one fewer remained.

During this time, he encountered two green-skinned gorillas, which he took down with his gun.

The two of them carted the harvested grains to the shelter, where there were machines specifically for processing them. Otherwise, just dealing with these harvested grains would take too much time and energy. There would be drying, threshing—very troublesome tasks.

Luckily, these machines were large and difficult to move, sparing them from being sent out to meet their demise.

After more than ten days, both had lost weight but finally finished harvesting all the mature crops in the planting bays. Some were left untouched, as they had not yet ripened.

Next, Chen Xu spent entire days in the control center, rifling through the main terminal’s data, looking for knowledge that could be used in reality.

Mathematics, even the names of theorems were completely foreign to him; as a self-admitted poor student, he was helplessly out of his depth.

Language, that at least was largely consistent. However, there were no novels in the database? He couldn’t even copy literature for personal enjoyment.

Physics, chemistry, biology…

He flipped through subject after subject, gradually feeling a sense of sorrow. As a self-confessed poor student, faced with such a treasure trove of knowledge, he was utterly unable to make use of it.

Just think, if he had managed to achieve a Ph.D. in any of those subjects—math, physics, chemistry, biology or any other science specialty—and had access to these data, he could be publishing papers relentlessly after returning to reality. Winning a Nobel Prize would be almost guaranteed. Climbing to the pinnacle of life couldn’t be easier.

Yet now, all he could do was stare blankly at the data. Such frustration was unbearable.

“Chen Xu.”

At that moment, Yang Jinxia came in holding a bowl, saying, “You’ve been sitting here for a long time. Have something to eat.”

Chen Xu was about to say he had no appetite when he caught a whiff of something and looked at the bowl in her hand. It was a bowl of noodles, “Smells delicious, did you make this?”

“Try it,” she said as she handed over the bowl and chopsticks.

Chen Xu’s appetite was piqued, and he couldn’t help but take it and tasted a mouthful, “Mmm, this is good.” With that, he quickly polished off the bowl of noodles, even drinking the soup.

“Burp…” He let out a satisfied burp and praised, “I didn’t realize your cooking skills were so impressive. I’ve never had such delicious noodles.”

His compliment was sincere. Hailing from the south, his staple food was rice; he usually ate beef brisket noodles and had not tried many other types. This bowl of noodles offered him a completely different experience; he couldn’t quite describe it, only that it was delicious.

Yang Jinxia laughed, “I didn’t make this.”

“If not you, then who?” he wondered, surprised.

“Guess,” she teased, playing coy.

“2003?”