Apocalypse Arrives: I Become a Powerhouse by Scavenging

Watching Director Miller hurry away, the others exchanged uncertain glances.

"Should we start getting ready, too?" Moira Lynch asked.

Kai York said, "We don’t have to. We already reinforced the house when we were building the basement."

That reminded Moira Lynch. They really had gotten a lot done during all that hammering and banging.

"How about we add a fireplace in the living room and stock up on firewood?" Moira said.

"Also, what about we try this?"

As Moira spoke, she took her phone out of her pocket, unlocked it, and pulled up a video she had watched before.

The people in the video were preparing for winter.

First, they built an enclosure in front of the house using a curved frame, which they then covered and secured with plastic sheeting.

This method not only provided insulation but also created extra living space.

Clearly, this was the first time Shane Rhodes and the other two had seen a video like this, and their eyes lit up with interest.

"But we’d need to get a frame like that custom-made, right? And when the extreme cold hits, the snow will be heavy. Regular supports won’t hold up. We’d have to use rebar, and regular plastic sheeting won’t cut it either. It would have to be the reinforced kind."

Shane Rhodes said, and Hugh Finch added, "We should also reinforce the roof, so the snow doesn’t cause it to collapse."

When they added it all up, they had quite a lot to do. And it all had to be finished before the next game round began.

And they couldn’t forget about the massive insect outbreak in three days.

After planning out what needed to be done, they divided the tasks, with each person taking responsibility for one part.

Since Kai York could fly, he was in charge of reinforcing the roof.

Shane Rhodes took on the fireplace for the living room.

Hugh Finch was in charge of the outdoor enclosure and ordering the custom frame.

That left Moira Lynch to handle the remaining miscellaneous tasks.

All the factories had long since shut down and even deliveries had stopped, so it wasn’t going to be easy for Moira Lynch to find plastic sheeting, especially the reinforced kind.

But as the saying goes, great rewards make for brave men. ’Hmm? Why does that sound a little weird?’

’Whatever, that’s the gist of it.’

Moira Lynch posted a request directly on the game forums, using her alias, of course: Heaven Owes Me a Trillion.

This was actually her first time posting on the game forums. The reward was ten Soldier Food Rattans.

Her post caused an immediate uproar. The game forums, which had just been buzzing with other topics, were instantly captivated by Moira’s message.

Almost everyone was asking if it was for real.

Seeing so many inquiries, with many even questioning if it was a fake post, Moira Lynch patiently replied:

[Heaven Owes Me a Trillion: Of course it’s real. I’ve already set up the trade offer. It has to be the reinforced kind, and the bigger and more you have, the better. I’ll trade with whoever makes the best offer.]

Not long after she sent the reply, a new message popped up.

[I Love Pretty Boys: Hey, can you tell us what you need the plastic sheeting for?]

Moira Lynch saw the message but didn’t reply immediately.

The reason was simple: she was afraid they’d use the information to jack up the price.

She didn’t know when the base would make the announcement now that Director Miller was back. She had to move fast.

With ten Soldier Food Vines dangled as bait, trade offers soon started trickling in for Moira Lynch.

Moira Lynch selected a few of the best-quality offers and completed the trades.

Looking at the mountain of plastic sheeting now piled in her storage space, she figured they must have been afraid they wouldn’t be chosen if they brought too little.

Moira Lynch took some out and placed it in the living room. This should be more than enough, and she’d keep the rest in case of emergencies.

With the plastic sheeting problem solved, the next item on the list was firewood.

After all, what was a fireplace without firewood?

’To be honest, it wasn’t that Moira Lynch was short on fuel, but she didn’t have a plausible reason to just pull it out of thin air.’

So she still had to make a show of stockpiling firewood.

And warm clothing.

Even though they had temperature-regulating clothes and Extremely Hot Mushrooms, the clothes had their limits. No one knew just how cold it would get, and their supply of Extremely Hot Mushrooms was finite. They needed to prepare more clothing.

The fastest way to gather these supplies was, of course, to trade for them.

Besides, she still had plenty of Soldier Food Rattan on hand.

Soon, Moira Lynch posted several more standing trade offers: one hundred pounds of firewood for a single Soldier Food Vine.

Winter clothes and blankets could also be traded for Soldier Food Rattan; the better the quality, the more they were worth.

By now, some of the sharper people were sensing that something was unusual.

If the posts from "Heaven Owes Me a Trillion" had merely aroused their suspicions, then the actions of "SoySauceDrunkard" all but confirmed their theories.

Using her SoySauceDrunkard identity, Moira set up a new buyback stall in the "Don’t Miss It" shop.

Buying: firewood, coal, and thick clothing.

She didn’t set the prices as high as before, which was a subtle hint in itself.

As for how many people would pick up on the hint, that wasn’t her problem.

Sure enough, after seeing SoySauceDrunkard’s move, many others scrambled to act as well.

Firewood and coal were easy enough to find.

Countless trees had died during the extreme heat.

A hundred pounds of firewood for a single Soldier Food Vine was practically a giveaway.

But warm winter clothing and blankets were another story. Not many people had any left, as most had been eaten through by insects and were completely useless.

Moira remembered that they had saved all the pelts from the prey Black Wolf had hunted. They should be usable after some processing.

For her part, it only took one afternoon to get all her assigned supplies ready.

Shane Rhodes, Kai York, and Hugh Finch also got to work on their tasks.

Besides their living quarters and the basement used for food storage, the villa had many empty rooms.

Moira decided to put all these empty rooms to use.

But first, to prepare for the insect disaster in three days, she needed to seal up every crack and crevice.

They were busy until the afternoon, when an urgent alarm suddenly blared throughout the base. It was the kind of alarm that only sounded during an emergency.

At the same time, the base announced to everyone that a massive insect outbreak would occur in three days. All residents were ordered to lock their doors and windows, take protective measures, and not to go outside under any circumstances.

It was also announced that the next natural disaster would likely be a period of extreme cold, set to arrive after the end of the next game. Everyone was told to prepare to protect themselves from the cold.

In an instant, panic, helplessness, and fear spread throughout the base.

The smarter ones had already gotten a head start.

At the same time, the base issued another directive: parents could bring any children under the age of eighteen to be placed under the base’s unified care, with the base guaranteeing their safety.

Of course, compliance with this directive was completely voluntary.

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