"Lastly, we need an independent residence. You'll have to clear out the small building behind the prison for us and help us clean and renovate it while you're at it," Jiang Siming said.
"Isn't that just making us do manual labor?" Glenn was somewhat unwilling.
Jiang Siming laughed and said, "I've always been fair in my dealings. There are supplies I gave you at the prison gate. If you think this deal is worthwhile, then we can keep talking."
Supplies?
Rick's eyes lit up, and he immediately sent people outside the prison to look.
Sure enough, several large crates had been placed beside the gate.
When they carried them back and opened them, they found powdered milk, water, Chocolate, canned food, and other supplies.
Everyone's hearts pounded at the sight.
It had been nearly half a year since the apocalypse began, and supplies throughout Japan were becoming scarcer by the day.
Before, they could easily find food in nearby supermarkets and residential buildings. But now, with all industries and factories paralyzed, no new supplies were being produced.
They could only keep consuming the supplies that already existed.
As a result, supplies were becoming fewer and harder to find.
Whenever Rick and the others went out looking for supplies, they had to travel far away to find anything. The nearby areas had long since been stripped bare.
The base had even begun growing vegetables and raising poultry in an attempt to become self-sufficient.
But that was a long process. At least for now, they had no way to support themselves entirely.
As for the powdered milk, it was exactly what Rick needed most.
His wife was pregnant. Although the child had been fathered by his best friend, he had still decided to give birth to it and raise it.
For that