Chapter 139: Building a Teleportation Array

The finished food piled up in the ditch—bread, biscuits, canned goods, candy, and the like.

Anyway, none of it would spoil.

Shi Yuebai planned to keep it all.

Storing these things in the ditch meant she could trade them for supplies with outsiders in the future.

Although there was already a lot of finished food in the ditch, the seven vegetable plots behind the first wall were now experiencing explosive growth.

Every day, just picking those basin-sized mushrooms was enough to wear a person out.

Not to mention the potatoes as big as basketballs, and the chives, leeks, cilantro, and amaranth growing as densely as grass all over the place.

Even the once small and cute napa cabbages now stood in the field, each one as big as a huge travel backpack, packed tightly together.

In just a few days, these crops had filled up the Shi family’s courtyard.

Shi Yuebai decided to have the elderly group eat some every day to free up some space for her.

Otherwise, the crops would just keep piling up.

Soon, there really wouldn’t even be a place to set foot.

Inside the second wall, You Zhizhen looked down at her heaping bowl of napa cabbage.

Her heart was pounding.

There was no soup today, but everyone had a can of white fungus dessert.

This kind of meal was something only the top powerhouses of the wasteland could hope to enjoy.

But now, You Zhizhen ate like this every day.

Today, there was especially a lot of food.

She didn’t have time to wonder whether someone in the ditch had mastered some kind of black technology.

She just buried her head and devoured the cabbage.

Everyone enjoyed their first bowl of napa cabbage.

But by the second bowl, they were starting to struggle.

No, they could still eat—they were tired of the days of hunger.

Shi Yuebai was so kind, actually giving them vegetables to eat.

Even though she limited them to two heaping bowls of napa cabbage each.

But what did that matter?

Elsewhere, you couldn’t even find vegetables if you wanted them.

The few elderly people who had just been bought by Captain Qiao ate their cabbage with a bittersweet feeling.

These solid, heaping bowls of cabbage filled everyone’s stomachs to bursting.

But they had come here expecting to be eaten.

After two days of hauling rocks, these elders had mentally prepared themselves to be fattened up for the table.

Now they realized that this team under the bridge wasn’t lacking for food at all.

It was a surprising revelation.

Going from being food, to eating food until full—what a leap in life.

Who would have thought, after all these years, they’d still experience such ups and downs?

So what if they were a little too full?

Compared to all the past hardships—

It was just two bowls of cabbage and a can of white fungus dessert. What was there to complain about?

Silently, moved, convincing themselves, everyone stuffed cabbage into their stomachs.

Then they quietly went to rest, and quietly went back to work.

Not even four hours later, everyone was called back to eat again.

This time, it was a big pot of stir-fried potatoes.

Someone squatted next to You Zhizhen and the four “meat shields” and whispered,

“Am I being greedy? I don’t think I’ve even digested the cabbage and dessert from lunch.”

“I don’t know if I can eat more, what should I do?”

Every day at noon, they ate right at 12 o’clock.

For the first few days, it was always soup, which was easy to handle—everyone treated it as hydration.

There was always enough soup, and no limit.

So everyone ate until they were full, but just right.

But today, after finishing two solid bowls of cabbage at noon, dinner was served at 5 p.m.

The old lady next to You Zhizhen muttered,

“You really are greedy. Eat. How can you complain when there’s food?”

Everyone nodded. Even though they weren’t hungry, if there was food, they shouldn’t complain.

After all those days of never knowing where the next meal would come from, hadn’t they had enough?

This wasn’t about whether their stomachs could handle it.

This was about taking another big step forward in life.

From eating until full, to not even digesting before eating again—this was happiness.

Only a fool would see it as a burden.

The elderly group cheered themselves on, lining up quietly for potatoes.

Da Jiao ladled out another heaping bowl of potato chunks for each person.

These potatoes had been specially prepared by Pang Ziyuan.

Each piece was sliced very thin.

That way, they could be stacked in the bowl to save space, one piece on top of another, even overflowing from the bowl.

Everyone calmly finished their bowl.

Da Jiao said, “Grandpas, aunties, there’s still more than half a pot left.”

You Zhizhen and the others: “...”

Not wanting to waste food and risk being struck by lightning, everyone shakily stepped forward.

Each person managed to eat another small half-bowl of potatoes.

Potatoes weren’t like cabbage.

Potatoes were much more filling.

Everyone looked miserable, staring at the half-full pot of potatoes.

She hurriedly ran across the cloud ladder,

“Auntie, this is bad—the potatoes are going to be wasted!”

Captain Qiao was in the city and hadn’t brought back any seeds these past two days.

Instead, he’d been taking some finished food to the city to sell.

To avoid attracting Xiao Lingye’s attention, every time he went to the city, he only carried one backpack.

Once he sold out the food in his pack, he’d come back.

He was also secretly looking to see if anyone else was selling seeds in the city.

So, over these two days, Shi Yuebai’s 890,000 points hadn’t decreased—in fact, they’d increased to a million.

Finished food was just too easy to sell.

But since the team hadn’t grown, their food consumption was limited.

If they kept stuffing themselves, something would go wrong.

Shi Yuebai thought for a moment and instructed Captain Qiao, who had just returned from the city,

“Come with me to the perimeter.”

“Find two people and seal up all those leftover potatoes in small vacuum bags.”

She remembered that last time, she’d found a vacuum sealer and a box of vacuum bags from Xiao Lingye’s team.

Shi Yuebai was going to sell vegetables to Yi Zhe’s group!

She wouldn’t mention that the potatoes were freshly made.

She’d just sell them bags of cooked potatoes.

Selling them cheap to the mercenary group.

Half-selling, half-giving.

After all, they were broke.

Last time, they’d transferred all their points to Shi Yuebai.

Unless Yi Zhe’s group could quickly find some food, they wouldn’t even have enough points to buy food in the city.

Captain Qiao agreed and quickly found two nimble helpers.

Among them were You Zhizhen and another elderly lady.

One was in charge of scooping potatoes from the pot.

The other used the vacuum sealer to suck the air out and seal the bags.

Shi Yuebai weighed them, including a bit of broth—each bag was about a kilo.

After packing up the half-pot of potatoes, Shi Yuebai had Pang Ziyuan peel a few more potatoes and Da Jiao cook them.

In total, they made 100 bags of potatoes.

“Let’s go.”

Shi Yuebai took Captain Qiao and a big box of cooked potatoes.

The two of them and the goods instantly teleported to the perimeter.

“Captain Qiao, you handle the deal. If they don’t have points, have them write an IOU.”

Captain Qiao nodded. Seeing Shi Yuebai turn her wheelchair and teleport to a slightly flatter spot, he asked,

“Yuebai, what are you doing?”

“Building a teleportation array.”

After getting my ride-hailing driver’s license, I got calls from lots of platforms today, all wanting me to drive for them. Suddenly, I feel in demand.

Turns out, I’m actually a cross-industry talent."