Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

The man was silent for a moment, then took the axe and started working: "I'll learn."

At first, Mo Chenchen was a little apprehensive watching him work, but as time went on, he gradually became quite skilled at it.

Mo Chenchen nodded in satisfaction, seeing that the person had done a good job: "What's your name?"

Zhou Li paused in his work: "Zhou Li."

"Will you come and work for me every day from now on?"

Zhou Li put down his axe and stood aside to rest for a while: "I come every day to tidy all these things up for you." He found it really difficult to look at them in the bedroom.

Mo Chenchen thought for a moment, then went back to the living room, took out a mineral water bottle from the space, and filled it with tap water from the underground water tank.

The water supplied outside is now very murky and needs to be settled for a long time before it can be drunk, and there isn't much of it available each day.

A bottle of clean tap water can be very valuable.

She walked into the yard and handed him the water, saying, "This is your pay for your daily work."

Zhou Li was shocked and hurriedly refused, saying that water was too precious to accept, "This is too valuable, I can't take it." Even though he really wanted it.

Mo Chenchen interrupted him, saying, "Let me make this clear from the start: First, you can't bring anyone into my yard, including your nephew. You also can't divulge anything that happens in my yard. And if your elder brother and sister-in-law ever set their sights on me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhou Li paused, realizing that Mo Chenchen's words implied that she intended to use him for work long-term.

Reaching out to take the water, Zhou Li solemnly assured him, "Don't worry, I can definitely do it."

Mo Chenchen nodded in satisfaction. She planned to use this person long-term. He had a weakness, family, was relatively clean, and his nature was acceptable.

If she doesn't go outside to collect supplies now, others will soon find out that she has water and food. Her reservoir will be exposed sooner or later, so why not use these things to win people's hearts?

She has many jobs that require help, such as chopping wood, clearing snow from the yard and roof in winter, and helping with planting in the sunroom on the third floor.

The distribution of supplies in the villa community began a few days ago, with each person able to collect a fixed amount of water and food each day by presenting their ID card.

The food consisted of compressed biscuits and a small amount of rice porridge, barely enough to keep them from starving.

Mo Chenchen has never claimed it, nor can she claim it.

If she didn't go, the soldiers and assistants in charge of registration and distribution looked at her even more strangely.

Some speculated that she might have hoarded a large amount of supplies, while others thought she was just being stubborn and would suffer for it, and would eventually demand to come to her door.

The daughter-in-law in the Wang family who reported her uses this incident as a source of amusement every day.

Once, when passing by Mo Chenchen, I deliberately raised my voice and said to the person next to me:

"Some people just don't know what's good for them! The army is doing this for everyone's safety, so what if they confiscate weapons? Is she some kind of precious person? Now look what's happened, she won't even come to collect her rations. Let's see how long she can keep up this act! If she starves or dies of thirst, don't blame anyone else!"

Mo Chenchen, however, didn't care at all.

Back in my bedroom, I made myself a rich latte, paired it with a slice of cheesecake, and sat by the window to enjoy it.

The supplies in the space were enough for her to live a more comfortable life than most people did before the apocalypse.

If anyone knew about Mo Chenchen's situation in the space, they would definitely scold him loudly, "Ancestor, you haven't done any work in the space, so why aren't you enjoying yourself here?"

Unfortunately, no one in the space knew about it except her.

Mo Chenchen enjoyed another week of peace. Although she knew a few people in the central area, very few people actually knew she was here. In fact, only Huo Zhanting knew.

It's been two months since we entered the extreme heat, and the temperature breaks new records every day. There are fires everywhere in the city, but putting them out is impossible. Nobody has water, so why waste any water?

The sun was so scorching it seemed to be baking the earth, and the river level was dropping at a visible rate, making the murky water even more precious.

Water shortage has become a more pressing crisis than food shortage.

The military tightened control over the river, and the water rations were reduced again.

The small factions in the villa area coalesced in just one month; after all, survival was a struggle, let alone vying for power.

They had stockpiled a large amount of supplies in advance, with the Baili family ranking first, followed by the Xiao family, Su family, Han family, Chu family, and finally the Huo family.

Apart from the Chu family, who were involved in politics, the other families were basically family friends, and their children had grown up together since childhood. Naturally, the final say fell to Old Master Huo, who had military connections.

The Chu family had no choice but to comply. They were also quite shrewd and not some heinous villains. Seeing that they couldn't gain power, they gave up and stopped caring about anything else.

I'm just participating for the sake of it. Anyway, I'm not taking any of my family's supplies out. You guys decide what to do and take them yourselves.

The supplies stored by the Chu family are more than enough for their entire family.

Seeing Old Man Chu's attitude, the other factions had no choice but to accept it, and in the end, a six-way power struggle ensued. However, in the end, it was Old Man Huo who was chosen. As the saying goes, he not only had food but also soldiers.

The current standard for the army in China is 1200 people in a regiment, which is divided into four battalions, with each battalion consisting of 300 people. Although Mr. Huo has already stepped down from his position as a general, his grandson is doing well and has become the commander of an independent regiment at the age of 26.

Qing City is not far from the capital (Tianjin), so it's impossible to station too many troops here. It's fair to say that, apart from supplies, this place is basically the Huo family's territory.

Furthermore, the soldiers' salaries were now settled in grain rations, which, while not particularly high, were stable. This meant that the Huo family's private army was being supported by someone else.

Their previous wealth and status were useless in this apocalypse. Fortunately, they had some inside information in advance and stockpiled a large amount of supplies; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The water problem has indeed become the biggest hidden danger. The six families, each with their favorite grandson, sat together in the meeting room to discuss the matter.

Grandpa Su spoke first: "My research institute has been working overtime for the past two months and has finally developed a technology to purify seawater into freshwater."

Grandpa Han slammed his hand on the table: "Well, you old rascal, you kept it a secret for so long?"

Old Man Baili was too lazy to even crack a joke: "Old Su, that's not fair of you!"

Grandpa Xiao was always so serious: "Does that mean we have to move to the seaside to live?"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Chu sat up straight from his lazy posture: "Old Man Xiao, don't get us into trouble. Didn't you see how the island was swallowed by the sea in less than two days? Living by the sea, if there's a movement, it'll all be gone."

Everyone fell silent. The small island was completely wiped out by the tsunami three days during the typhoon's strongest moment. The ocean is indeed terrifying.