Finally, Wang Lei introduced the four people, saying, "This is President Zhang of our Mutual Aid Society."
Zhang Tianyuan is also the founder of the Mutual Aid Society.
Zhang Tianyuan smiled and shook hands with each of the four people one by one.
Zhou Tao and the others stood there like wooden blocks, unsure of what to say for a moment.
It wasn't until Zhang Tianyuan brought them a few bottles of water that Zhou Tao realized what was happening.
Whether the identity is real or fake doesn't matter.
What's important is the resources these people currently possess.
30,000 tons of fruit and 30,000 tons of grain.
This number was unimaginable for Zhou Tao, the production team leader in this building.
These resources are enough to prove that Zhang Tianyuan and his group are not ordinary people.
While Zhou Tao and the others were deep in thought, Zhang Tianyuan suddenly asked:
"Did your timeline experience a solar storm before? Approximately how many years ago?"
"Ah," Zhou Tao snapped out of his daze, scratching his head, feeling his thoughts slow down, "It must have happened fifteen years ago."
"Would you mind telling me the specifics?" Wang Lei was very curious about the apocalypse in this timeline.
Zhou Tao didn't mind at all; in fact, he reminisced about it with great interest, and in a few words, he told his two old teammates what had happened back then.
From the onset of the disaster, through rescue efforts, to the final evacuation of all residents into the building...
Even Wang Lei could sense the hardships involved from the simple language.
Zhang Tianyuan then inquired about the situation in other countries.
The result was as he expected.
Zhou Tao shook his head and said, "After that solar storm, we haven't received any official news from other countries."
Zhang Tianyuan asked, "Was it because the radio was destroyed?"
A solar flare that destroys the Earth's ozone layer will inevitably have a significant impact on radio waves.
It goes far beyond the level of "extremely large".
This was planned in advance during previous discussions.
Sure enough, Zhou Tao's teammate immediately said, "Our wireless phone and network almost completely stopped working at that time, and they haven't been fully restored yet."
Xue Liangping, who has completed high school, added, "This is because the material ejected by the solar storm hit the Earth, adding impurities to the atmosphere, blocking signal transmission, and thus greatly reducing the distance for radio communication."
"There used to be something called a satellite..."
As they were talking, the car had already stopped in front of a building.
"We've arrived," Zhou Tao said, putting his protective suit back on.
Zhang Tianyuan and Wang Lei did the same, putting their blue protective suits back on.
Once everything was ready, the two of them got off the car with Zhou Tao.
Upon exiting, the first thing that caught Zhang Tianyuan's eye was not the building, but an array of many mirrors standing not far away.
The array was facing the sun at that moment, reflecting a large amount of light into the building, making it look like a giant light bulb.
Wang Lei squinted, his eyes peeking curiously at Zhou Tao beneath his helmet. Zhou Tao chuckled and said, "This is a reflector, used to provide a light source for the vegetables."
"Our electricity is still quite scarce. With this large mirror, even if the building lights are turned off during the day, there will still be enough light, which will save more electricity to supply industrial production."
After saying that, Zhou Tao knocked on the security door of the agricultural building. Two middle-aged men came out and looked at Zhang Tianyuan and Wang Lei with puzzled expressions.
Zhou Tao took the initiative to step forward and negotiated in a low voice.
" Old Zhou? And who are these two?" the two men asked.
"I'm not entirely sure either, but they're very important people with a special status. I'll take them in to have a look; the higher-ups won't object if they find out."
Who is it?
"I can only say, though I can't definitively say, but you won't go wrong by letting us in."
After a brief murmur, the two middle-aged security guards, noticing Zhang Tianyuan and Wang Lei's obviously unusual attire, ultimately decided to let them go.
The agricultural building also requires passing through two main entrances.
Zhang Tianyuan followed Zhou Tao inside and could vaguely recognize that this used to be a large shopping mall, and the space was actually very spacious.
However, now they've all been placed on rows of high shelves, making them appear unusually crowded and oppressive.
The shelves weren't planted with vegetables, but with boxes of prepared substrate on which various kinds of mushrooms were growing, and even in the dim light, it was clear at a glance that they were thriving.
Upon seeing these mushrooms, Zhang Tianyuan knew that these ingredients, which could grow without light, were probably Zhou Tao and his group's main food source.
Upon asking, the answers were indeed similar.
Zhou Tao and his family usually even eat vegetables
It's not something you can eat casually; many times, we still have to rely on these easily grown fungi to fill our stomachs.
After all, these fungi are the easiest to cultivate, grow quite fast, and have a large yield when scaled up.
As Zhang Tianyuan listened, he and Zhou Tao and the others pushed their large cargo boxes to deliver the goods, attracting many curious glances along the way.
After delivering the goods, Zhou Tao led everyone to continue uphill.
The light upstairs gradually became more abundant, and with the light reflected from the large mirror outside, the conditions for cultivating vegetables were quite ideal.
Or rather, this place was designed specifically for growing vegetables.
The spacious area here, like the floors below, is filled with shelves.
Above are uniformly grown vegetables. As far as the eye can see, water vapor rises, the leaves are green and lush, and water droplets quietly slide off the leaves, slowly seeping into the soil in the box.
In the middle of the shelves, countless workers in work clothes pushed ladders and used various sophisticated tools to weed and fertilize the vegetables on the shelves...
These people don't look like farmers tilling the land; they look more like craftsmen making jewelry.
The scene before us has been meticulously crafted to a terrifying degree.
Seeing how focused these people were, Zhang Tianyuan felt both shocked and heartbroken.
Limited by space, Zhou Tao and his team had to make the most of every inch of soil in order to feed the entire city's population.
Through his inquiries, he also learned that the world is currently facing a shortage of energy and industrial raw materials.
In terms of energy, this spacetime currently mainly uses electricity generated by solar, wind, and nuclear power.
There seem to be quite a few ways to generate electricity.
However, the electricity generated through these channels is primarily used in agriculture and industry.
To ensure the vegetables grow, the equipment and lights in the agricultural building run around the clock.
In addition, there are various factories that operate at night.
Moreover, the scale of the power grid is limited and difficult to expand.
After all, maintaining the operation of a city's power grid under temperatures of 70 degrees Celsius is no easy task.
The shortage of industrial raw materials was a natural consequence of the collapse of other countries.
Although China is a vast country with abundant resources, it is not to the point where it lacks nothing.
Just as Zhang Tianyuan was asking Zhou Tao about this time and space.
This time and space is also quietly getting to know him...