Chapter 299: How Many Side Jobs Did You Take? (Extra Update for Losing First Fan of "Addicted to Bookworm" Account)

After all, everyone had invested a large sum to buy shares, except Jing Shu who said nothing, yet the big data system recorded her 5% shares.

After the share exchanges, Qian Duoduo began mobilizing various needed materials. The base had only completed basic functions; many things remained unfinished, requiring supplies from all industries. It could be said Qian Duoduo was gathering all usable materials in the apocalypse to build the Xishan base.

Moreover, continuous construction and investment would expand the base gradually.

Jing Shu realized clearly that everyone here was needed by Qian Duoduo, not just randomly gathered for fundraising.

A group of people were heatedly discussing Xishan’s construction in the hall. Qian Duoduo painted a huge “meat pie” (big profit) for them. New shareholders started calling contacts, telling Heng Jiu’s son, Heng Jin, to start working in logistics today, responsible for transporting all the materials present.

This also promoted Su Mary’s auction house development. In the future, every auction item sold on the big data auction platform would be protected and safely delivered by Heng Jin, with a “cash on delivery” feature added, expanding Su Mary’s business capabilities.

Jing Shu sat upright in the shareholders’ meeting, texting Yang Yang on her phone: “You did it, earning your travel expenses so early. You promised Qian Duoduo dehydrated vegetables, right?”

Yang Yang replied almost instantly: “How did you know? Didn’t I promise to keep it secret? I’m so broke lately, if I don’t take some jobs, my grandpa might donate the old house. Sigh.”

“He said someone’s going to the US to get this back, and now there’s fundraising. I guessed it was you. What benefits did Qian Duoduo promise you? So you took other side jobs too?” Jing Shu squinted; Yang Yang was bold.

“How else would we get to the US? Walk? Ship? Only Qian Duoduo can provide fuel for the plane. Cough, life’s tough, Jing Shu. The other jobs are just some odds and ends.”

“What else?” Jing Shu had a bad feeling.

“Just a little. Don’t worry, none are dangerous. After all, we Chinese don’t like fighting; we focus on food. The side jobs I took are all food-related, so rest assured.” Yang Yang smiled faintly. No matter what, once past Jing Shu, she’d know how exciting this mission was. Jing Shu would probably like this adventure.

“Ah, can’t wait. When will this damn rainy season end? I’m already moldy.”

Jing Shu raised an eyebrow and asked several more times, but Yang Yang refused to say what jobs she took, making Jing Shu even more curious. Was she hiding something?

Oh well, time would tell. If it’s food-related and not stealing important US secrets, she probably wouldn’t be chased and beaten worldwide, right? Hopefully.

After all, Jing Shu was a peace lover. She just wanted to bring back various rare supplies. Oh right, she finally remembered she needed to practice upgrading her magic cube. Damn, this level of cube was toxic.

With Qian Duoduo’s Xishan base settled, Jing Shu had another burden. When the meeting ended, the diligent Heng Jin arrived with a group to transport Qian Duoduo’s gifts to various places. The helicopter’s recipient hadn’t appeared yet, making Jing Shu curious who could get such a valuable gift.

Heng Jin was responsible for transporting Jing Shu’s precious turret and the Twelve-Winged Deadly Electric Net.

Heng Jin, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time, had a buzz cut. His skin, tanned last year, remained dark like Bao Zheng’s due to continuous rain and darkness. Actually, most people’s skin was pale and waxy from lack of sunlight and nutrition.

Jing Shu’s family had enough nutrition and spiritual spring supplements, so they didn’t have these problems. Their healthy complexion showed they were well.

“What a coincidence, working for you again,” Heng Jin grinned. Except for initial surprise that today’s transported items were again for Jing Shu, he returned to his calm self. He had wondered why Jing Shu, a girl from an ordinary family, became so wealthy in the apocalypse, able to testify for his 50,000 yuan. If transporting RVs a year ago shocked him, now seeing her as a shareholder invited to the meeting, and receiving such valuable gifts from Qian Duoduo, he suddenly understood. She must have earned this respect through her own ability. Qian Duoduo definitely needed her for something.

“Boss Heng sure knows how to talk. We’re all in the same boat.”

Soon, the group arrived at Banana Community. Su Mary happily bounced home to talk to her father. Jing Shu stayed to watch the installation of the Deadly Electric Net, carefully fitting each point, testing multiple times, and measuring data to ensure it met expectations.

Heng Jin looked on enviously. “Jing Shu, all done? Then we’ll head back. Call me if you need anything. Your RV is now fully functional.”

“Okay, will do.”

After seeing Heng Jin off, Jing Shu tested the electric net herself. It was much better than she expected. It had memory metal that bent back to its previous shape based on temperature, with minimal error. As long as the temperature was right, it wouldn’t fail. It could open into a cage around the RV within 3 seconds without touching or harming the RV inside. Truly impressive technology.

It also had several defense modes. Jing Shu valued the sleep mode most, which saved power while sleeping. If no one touched the outside, it wouldn’t waste electricity. But if someone tried to sabotage it, it would sound an alarm and emit electric currents strong enough to stun a person.

She could test this feature during next year’s big earthquake. As long as no one approached or touched the RV, it would be safe, giving her peace of mind.

The turret was installed welded on the second-floor front of the RV, with adjustable angle and vertical movement slots. After installation, the whole RV looked imposing, mighty, and untouchable, making people unwilling to approach.

Whether it would be useful later or not, the deterrent effect was much stronger. Ordinary cars were fearless, but if a tank-like RV was on the road, who wouldn’t give way to show respect to its turret? Or rather, fear of being shot.

Just as the insecticide solved Wucheng’s rampant bugs, news of zombie deer carrying infections spreading in China flew like wings. Every day, hundreds in Wucheng were infected with this virus, their flesh rotting piece by piece.

This chapter is an extra update for losing the first fan of the "Addicted to Bookworm" account this month.

Note to self: owe 5 extra updates to the "Daily 5 Updates King.