Chapter 13 Fighting for the Fuel, Who Dares to Provoke Us

Jack collected the goods and materials one by one in the supermarket.

Now the goods and materials on the truck were classified into boxes, which looked orderly.

"You deserve to be my bro. You are still so meticulous." Without hesitation, Tom helped Jack carry the boxes from the truck.

The seemingly small boxes were filled with all kinds of materials. When Tom carried the first box, he stumbled by accident.

Luckily, Jack noticed him and gave him a hand.

"What do you think? Is that enough?"

Jack said proudly.

Tom nodded in agreement.

Next, the two of them took turns unloading the goods from the truck and transporting them to the fortress.

After a while, a truck of goods and materials was slowly carried out by the two people.

After a while, both Jack and Tom were out of breath.

Because there were too many materials.

The supplies they brought were enough for them to live an incomparably superior life in the following month.

Even if there were ten more people in the shelter, these materials were enough!

After carrying the supplies, the two of them directly sat on the soft leather sofa, turned on the TV, and began to watch the movie.

Although Tom pretended to be watching a movie, he didn't pay much attention to it.

As Tom's best friend, Jack immediately knew what he was thinking about!

Tom must want to drink now!

Before Tom spoke, Jack took out a box and a few lemons from another box.

When the box was placed in front of Tom, a smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Old drunkard, I understand you."

Jack looked at Tom and said crossly.

Then he took out a bottle of whisky that had been made by merchants and opened the bottle with his teeth.

After that, Jack squeezed another lemon and twisted it into juice, then poured it into the bottle.

The fresh lemon flavor brought a refreshing taste to the slightly bitter whisky.

Then Jack handed the wine to Tom and opened a bottle himself.

The two friends began to drink face to face.

They hadn't drunk so happily for a long time

On the second day, Jack found that the system had released a new task.

"Ding! A new task has been released!"

"After four days, the next cold wave of doomsday is coming. Recruit a qualified electric worker before doomsday comes. After completing the task, you will get 2,000 points!"

Because the cold wave was coming, the electric power would become a sharp problem.

In an extremely cold environment, all the public facilities would be destroyed!

At that time, electricity generation would become the most important thing!

Luckily, Jack had thought of this in advance. He had spent a lot of money on buying them.

However, in such an extremely bad environment, who could guarantee that there was no problem with the electricity generation?

At this time, an electric worker was needed.

Jack didn't think the task released by the system was unreasonable.

However, in this situation, it was more difficult to find an electric worker than to find a piece of gold!

Without thinking too much, Jack put on his protective clothing and went out.

The temperature on the ground today was much lower than yesterday.

A thick layer of frost slowly formed on the ground.

It had been a long time since the first round of disaster. Apart from the influence of the cold, the environment on the ground had become completely bad.

Fortunately, Jack was still unaffected because he was wearing protective clothing.

His primary goal today was to collect the fuel that could be used to start the engine.

The electricity demand of the fortress was extremely high. It was not easy to survive this month without enough fuel oil.

Jack drove his truck and wandered around. When he arrived at a factory that was destroyed by the apocalypse, he found many iron buckets.

Unfortunately, all the oil in the iron bucket had leaked out.

Jack found some iron buckets that could use and took them to the truck.

A container must be used to transport the oil.

After Jack sorted out his thoughts, he searched all the steel factories nearby.

He successfully collected twenty big iron buckets that could safely contain the fuel.

Then he could go straight to collect fuel.

In this ruined city, Jack first thought that the gas station was the place where he could collect fuel oil.

He used to refuel his car often. Although he couldn't find the symbolic roads and buildings, he was still able to roughly know the general location of the gas station he used to go to.

Jack soon found the gas station he was familiar with.

And he was lucky to find that the gas station was only buried by all kinds of cement walls, and it was not completely abandoned!

Jack soon found a refueling gun that he could use.

Without any word, he directly filled four buckets of high-quality oil.

After filling four buckets of gas, Jack searched for another ten minutes in the collapsed gas station.

Unfortunately, other gas facilities were completely buried.

He could only give up.

Four buckets of oil were not enough for the fortress!

Jack could only go to the next gas station in a hurry.

Just as Jack returned to the truck, a group of hooligans in revealing clothes suddenly rode a large wheel motorcycle over.

Several hooligans with tattoos, scantily dressed, smoking low-quality cigarettes, and colorful hair blocked Jack's way.

"You brat, come down quickly. We have been watching you for a long time!"

The five or six hooligans threw the motorcycle under their buttocks aside, pulled out a few revolver pistols from their waists, and pointed them at Jack's head.

Jack was in a bad mood, but he didn't lose his temper.

He wanted to figure out the background of these hooligans first and then see how to deal with them.

Jack pretended to be smiling, unfastened the seat belt, and slowly got out of the car, pretending to be friendly.

"Brat, tell me, what do you want to do by collecting so much diesel? Do you have an electric generator?"

Among all the hooligans, one of them had the most scars, and he was also the tallest and the strongest.

He rushed over, grabbed Jack's collar, and violently threw Jack to the ground.

"My dear brothers, I just want to collect some diesel to refuel my truck."

"It's been cold recently. The truck will be wrecked if it doesn't start for a few minutes every day."

Jack found a perfunctory excuse.

The leader of the hooligans obviously didn't believe it.