It's September again, the summer heat is quietly gone, and the golden autumn is coming.

It has been more than a month since the implementation of the base network plan, and the five advance teams have completed the construction of the first bases, and after a short three-day vacation, they have traveled to the other five states to start building new bases.

In the base of the People's Federation, the infrastructure construction is still in full swing, and every resident of the People's Federation is sweating and working hard for their own future.

Dozens of new factories have been built to produce everything needed for modern industry, the busiest of which is the metal smelter.

In order to supply the steel and metal parts needed for various projects, a large number of abandoned cars and metal scrap materials in Georgia were dismantled and hauled back by hard-working survivors, and dissolved and solidified into various metal ingots through different methods.

This is a bit time-consuming, but it is much easier and faster than smelting metal directly from the mine, saves energy, and also clears blocked roads throughout Georgia and obtains large quantities of fine steel.

Therefore, at present, there are more than 800 workers affiliated to the steel smelter, which is one of the most important projects in the construction of the entire People's Federation.

At present, another important project in the infrastructure construction of the People's Federation is food processing.

Since the beginning of the last days, more than two years have passed, and most of the food left over from the peacetime has rotted and deteriorated, except for a few special foods with a long shelf life, such as canned food, compressed biscuits, vacuum food, etc.

At present, the only remaining grains that can be eaten by the survivors are flour, rice, rice, peanuts, soybeans, and other grains that have been specially processed and stored in warehouses.

Georgia, on the other hand, is not known for its agricultural production, but it is also home to large areas of farmland where corn, wheat, peanuts and cotton are grown.

As the world's largest grain exporter, in Georgia alone, the total amount of corn, wheat, peanuts and other grains scavenged by the People's Union from various warehouses exceeded 20 million tons, and the total amount of food left was about 8 million tons, excluding a large part of the food that was rotten and unfit for consumption because of the failure of storage methods.

This is an unimaginable amount of grain reserves for ordinary people.

Based on the amount of food consumed by the average adult every year of about 200 kilograms, these foods can supply about 40 million people for a year.

Unfortunately, the remaining 8 million tonnes of wheat, corn and peanuts can only be stored for two years, even after special treatment.

In order to make the best use of this legacy of human civilization.

Lyon and the think tank team have tried their best.

Since the end of last year's harvest festival, until now, more than nine months have been built, five new food processing plants and three breweries have been built in the base, and more than 1,500 workers have been engaged in food processing.

A kind of compressed biscuit, which Lyon named Haowei, is being produced and sent to the warehouse of the People's Union.

This compressed biscuit is made by mixing a trace amount of preservatives with various grains such as corn, wheat, peanuts, etc., adding a small amount of seasonings such as salt and oil, and is preserved in a thick tin foil package after multiple compression, drying, high temperature and high pressure, vacuum treatment.

This compressed biscuit is neither delicious nor healthy to eat, but it has two of the most powerful attributes in the last days, and it is most in line with the life needs of the survivors, that is, nutrition and satiety.

Not only can it be stored in a dry environment for up to 30 years.

And only need a small piece of good power compressed biscuits, add hot water, cook for a few minutes, you can become a large pot of multigrain porridge, the amount is enough for the nutrition and food of ordinary adults in a meal, and you can also add different seasonings according to your own taste, which is very convenient.

Forty percent of the 8 million tonnes of grain will be made into these compressed biscuits, while the other six layers will be put into three distilleries to make huge quantities of easy-to-preserve liquor.

Since it has not yet been put into production, he has not yet come up with a name for the drink.

This is not that Lyon deliberately wastes food to make alcohol, but after the calculation of professionals, with the current manpower and technology of the People's Federation, without affecting the development and construction of other important projects, this is already their maximum output.

However, in Lyon's mind, the compressed biscuits made from 3.2 million tons of grain are enough for 1 million people to eat for 10 years, and if they can't do it in such a long time, food is self-sufficient, then there is no need for the People's Federation to exist anymore.

However, what really worries Leon is not his own food needs, but the survivors who have survived around the world.

They don't have the conditions to produce compressed biscuits or store food.

In the last year, or even now, it will be as the food that can be searched in supermarkets, shopping malls or homes will spoil and rot.

All the survivors who do not have the ability to grow will enter the era of real famine.

Of course, if there are survivors who are stupid enough to continue to eat the rotten food, in this age when medicine is scarcer than food, the only thing that awaits them is to die of rotten intestines and diarrhea.

Leon could imagine that in the near future, due to the sharp shortage of food, plunder, cannibalism, slavery, and other human evils, there will be a great increase, and the lives of those good, virtuous, and principled survivors will become more and more difficult.

Because, in the last days, it is hundreds of times more difficult to be a good person than to be a wicked person.

However, this situation is not too bad for the People's Federation.

As the survivors' lives become more and more difficult, they will yearn for the peace of the larger organization even more.

And the residents of the Federation of People have seen the difficulties of other survivors, and they will be more loyal to the Federation and have a greater sense of belonging.

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People's Union Base, Custer College.

It is currently the only educational school of the People's Federation, with more than 30 teachers and more than 800 students.

The school is divided into 12 grades, which encompass all the courses in kindergarten, elementary, middle and high school in the education system, and because of the limited educational resources, there is only one class in each grade.

Currently, Claymanting, Sophia, and Carl are all in seventh grade, almost all of them at the level of the first year of secondary school.

Perhaps because of the relationship between the parents, in school, the relationship between the three is the best.

Although Carl is a little boy, but in this life, he has not experienced various hardships such as displacement, loss of mother, and being shot, although his personality is more mature than other little boys, but in the trio, he is still a little brother, and he can only obey the arrangements of the two girls.

And Sophia is the oldest of the three, twelve years old, very early, taller than Carl's head, experienced her father's domestic violence death, her mother had to join the Stinger squad in order to survive, and after participating in dangerous battles, this little girl has also become more sensible and mature, not only studying seriously in class, even if she has a break after class, she will not waste time doing those childish things.

But among the trio, if you want to say who has the most influence, it has to be little Claymanting.

The mixed-race girl is also eleven years old this year, and although she is not as tall as Sophia, she is slightly taller than Carl, a boy of the same age.

Because of the experience of surviving in the outside world for about a year with Lao Li and other teams in the past, her understanding of the end times is much clearer than that of many children.

Even because of her natural courage and maturity, little Clay Manting had the experience of helping Lao Li kill other survivors when she was 10 years old.

It is precisely because of this experience that the little girl understands the cruelty of the struggle in the last days and the importance of mastering power.

In the afternoon, after school, many of the children stayed at school to play or went to the library to continue their studies.

Claymanting took her two friends to the police station not far from the school.

After entering the police station, many patrol officers who were working on the road recognized these children, knew that they were close to their immediate superiors, and greeted them cordially, got out of the way, and made them unimpeded all the way.

When the three of them walked all the way to the basement and the stairs on the second floor, Claymanting turned to Carl and Sophia and said:

"You guys go to the shooting range and wait for me, I'm going to say hello to Sister Cavila."

When both friends started walking towards the shooting range in the basement, Claymanting walked up the stairs to the second floor of the police headquarters.

The environment on the second floor is more complex, with more guards and officers, and even a more homogeneous route.

After passing through a police officer's office area, the little girl stopped in front of a luxuriously copper-colored solid wood door.

After calming down a little, Clemantine reached out and tapped on the wooden door a few times, but unlike in the past, no sound came out for seven or eight seconds.

The little girl hesitated for a few seconds, then knocked on the wooden door a few more times, and only then did a suppressed and slightly impatient voice come from inside the wooden door.

"Who's out there?"

Hearing the impatience in her voice, the little girl was a little apprehensive, she did not know what was happening in the room, but nevertheless she replied:

"It's me, Sister Kevila."

It was a few more seconds before Kevila's soothing voice came from inside the wooden door.

"Little Clay Manting, can you help my sister go to the refrigerator in the pantry and bring over a dessert and a few bottles of milk?"

Claymanting hurriedly said hello, and walked to the pantry a hundred meters away, and worked for a few minutes before returning to the wooden door with a plate.

However, at this time, a small gap had opened between the two copper-colored wooden doors.

Little Clay Manting just pushed it open the wooden door and walked in.

After entering the lavishly decorated office, she smelled a strange smell, and Sister Cavila, who was wearing a delicate senior police officer's police uniform, was sitting in an office chair.

However, at this time, she was not concentrating on official business as usual, but was holding a small mirror studded with gems, and reapplying lipstick to her lips against the image inside.

And in front of the gorgeous floor-to-ceiling windows, a tall and mighty figure is putting his hands behind his back and facing away from them, as if looking at the scenery outside the window.

The precocious Clement immediately understood what the two of them had just done in the office, she rolled her eyes in her heart, but she still pretended to have an innocent and immature expression on her face and said:

"Sister Kevira, Uncle Leon, do you want dessert?"

Leon, who was standing in front of the windowsill, twitched the corners of his mouth, this little girl, whether at home or outside, always called his wives sisters, and called him, a young man, uncle, I don't know what kind of bad taste it was.

With a kind smile on his face, he turned from the windowsill, found little Clementine's side, touched her head, and asked:

"Little Clay Manting, Sister Kevina came to you, is there anything wrong?"

Before the little girl could answer, Kevela had already put on her lipstick and said:

"The little girl wants to practice her marksmanship as soon as possible, so I'll just provide her with some convenience."

Leon sighed, in Custer Academy, around the tenth grade, the school will start teaching students the use of cold weapons, pistols, wilderness survival, and all kinds of military knowledge.

If a student shows military talent in the three years from the tenth to the twelfth grade, he will be sent to the military academy for further study.

If students have demonstrated a talent for academic research, they can directly become students of research masters and research scholars and intern in research institutes.

Of course, if the student does not do well in either way, he will be placed to work in various factories or to be apprenticed to those who are skilled workers.

For Claymanting, who was only eleven years old, thinking about practicing marksmanship, Leon felt that it was not bad, and now was not a time of peace, and it was a happy thing for anyone to be able to master a life-saving skill as soon as possible.

And the little girl is still his choice, the beast tamer of the giant Tom, and she will definitely become one of the important figures of the Human Federation in the future, and being able to get in touch with the combat aspect earlier is also her special treatment.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his palm, smiled at Clementine and said:

"Go ahead, little girl, practice your marksmanship well, and in another hour, I'll go to the shooting range below and teach you a few tricks."

"Don't look at my uncle, I haven't been in battle for a long time, but my marksmanship is the best among all people."

After little Clermanting left, Leon closed the door of the office again, playfully picked up the dessert and served it to the red-haired girl, and said:

"Sister Kevila, hurry up and replenish your strength, uncle, I will not be able to play with you in another hour."

After more than an hour, when Leon arrived at the training range on the basement level.

He saw that in addition to a few patrolmen who used their free time to practice marksmanship, the location of the 20-meter target was there, and four small and skinny guys were concentrating on practicing the 20-meter fixed target.

In addition to Sophia, Clay Manting and Carl, next to them, a middle-aged man in his 40s was teaching a little girl about 12 years old to practice shooting.

When he turned around and found that the person who came was the president of the People's Congress, his expression was slightly stunned for a few seconds, and he immediately bowed down to Leon and said respectfully:

"Your Excellency, greetings."

"It's an honor to see you here, I'm Joel from the Civil Affairs Department, and this is my daughter Sarah."

Leon nodded to the man with a gentle expression, looked at the little girl with short blond hair, big eyes, and cute appearance beside him, and said:

"No formality, nice to meet you, Joel."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, walking towards the three little ones of Clementine, his figure suddenly stopped.

Joel and Sarah's names went back and forth in his mind a few times, and the looks of the middle-aged man and the little girl with short blond hair gradually overlapped with the characters from one of the games he had played.

"The End of America" is also known as "The Last of Us".

This is also a game similar to a zombie outbreak and an apocalyptic genre.

The main characters are the story of a man named Joel and Ellie, a teenage girl who is immune to fungal viruses.

However, the biggest difference between that game and ordinary zombie movies is that in "The End of America", it is not a virus that runs rampant in the world, but a fungal creature.

(End of chapter)