CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 47: TRADING CORN

What to do when being chased by hundreds of zombies?

Lin Yi’s mind raced, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck - the motorcycle looted from the Blue-haired Gang!

"Louis!"

"Boss, I’m here!"

Lin Yi looked at the old mechanician and asked, "You mentioned earlier that you upgraded a motorcycle, right?"

"Exactly! It runs silently now, definitely won’t alarm those zombie hordes!" Louis’s voice was full of pride, his skills finally being put to use.

Lin Yi focused, letting his consciousness sink into the repair area of the warehouse. Before him, eight motorcycles were neatly arranged, gleaming with metallic luster under the dim lights.

"Which one did you mean?"

"The black Harley. It’s already refueled and ready to go anytime." Louis’s answer was crisp.

"Good job!" praised Lin Yi, with a wave of his hand, and in a flash, the black Harley appeared in front of him.

Without hesitation, he leaped onto the motorcycle seat and slammed the accelerator.

"Vroom——" The Harley motorcycle roared quietly, speeding out from the shelter into the real world, leaving behind only a shadow.

The powerful engine quickly left the pursuing zombies far behind.

Twenty minutes later.

Lin Yi arrived at the Sacred Heart Cathedral.

Outside the cathedral, the person guarding the manhole cover had changed; it was a guard who often stuck by Immanuel’s side.

Lin Yi’s gaze swept towards the direction of the cathedral, where there was busy noise; workers were bustling to and fro, transporting building materials.

He looked at the guard and said, "It seems the cathedral has been developing quite well lately."

"Thanks to your food, we’ve taken in more survivors and are currently expanding the camp," the guard explained with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi was quite surprised.

It turns out the cathedral picked up nearly 2,000 people overnight, with the total number of survivors now exceeding 7,000.

But that’s not all, even more survivors are gradually making their way here.

At this moment, Immanuel rushed over, almost running.

"Lin Yi! You’ve arrived earlier than expected. Did you bring what I asked for?" He asked breathlessly.

"Of course, check the quality." Lin Yi handed him a backpack containing 50 pounds of corn samples.

Immanuel picked up a corn ear, examined it carefully, and then took a bite...

A moment later, his smile became even brighter.

"This corn is excellent! How much do you have over there that you can sell to us?"

"I currently have 1700 pounds. If you need more, I can also provide, but you’ll have to give me some time to gather."

"Right now, these are enough, but if you’re selling more, we want that too." Immanuel said and asked, "How much does the corn cost?"

"Though corn is quite rare, you’re a regular client, so I’ll give it to you at two and a half coins per pound." Lin Yi waved his hand with a hearty tone.

"Done deal!" Immanuel was thrilled, expressing his gratitude, and quickly called upon a team to transport the corn from the specified location.

Lin Yi was surprised that Immanuel had specifically arranged a team for this task.

In merely half an hour, the members of the Sacred Heart Cathedral had transported the corn back to the camp.

Immanuel, all smiles, handed a heavy bag to Lin Yi: "These are 4,300 coins."

"Let me show you a more efficient way to store coins," Lin Yi said, taking two coins from the bag.

He gently clasped his hands together, instantly merging the two coins into one with increased face value, then split them back to their original form with a light twist.

"Oh oh oh! This is indeed much more convenient!" Immanuel’s eyes lit up.

The two chatted for a bit more, but Immanuel was really busy and soon bid a hurried farewell.

When Lin Yi returned to the shelter, a lively celebratory feast awaited his announcement to commence.

This meal was prepared to welcome new residents.

The dining table was laden with a variety of dishes, including potato culinary creations, canned food, and plump, golden corn.

Apart from the new family, the other residents were already tired of potatoes and eagerly devoured the corn.

With her mouth full of corn, Annie mumbled, "Wow, it’s so delicious!"

Many around nodded in agreement with her.

Corn from the special fields was indeed sweet, juicy, and filling. The kernels were large and crunchy, easily snapping off the cob.

It turns out everyone was genuinely delighted.

Especially the newcomers, who were devouring the food as if it were their last meal.

Everyone understood, no one laughed at them, and even encouraged them to eat more, especially potatoes!

However, at the table, a little boy seemed out of place. He sat there, dazed, indifferent to his surroundings.

He couldn’t feed himself at all and had to be fed bite by bite by his mother.

Soon, it was time for the newcomers to introduce themselves.

The man who served in the military pushed his plate aside and stood up to introduce himself loudly.

"I’m glad to meet everyone, I’m Solomon, and this is my wife Giselle."

Solomon was large-framed but at the moment looked like a mummy.

He sported a cropped haircut, had a pronounced jaw, and his eyes were stern; his wife was about 5’3".

However, Giselle was so thin, she was practically skin and bones, making her look less attractive.

But Lin Yi had seen their family portrait and knew that this woman was still quite graceful in her earlier days.

Giselle also stood up, forcing out a smile: "These are our children, Erin and Dominic."

The crowd turned their gaze to the two kids, about seven years old but looking pitiful enough to bring tears to one’s eyes.

"About three months ago, Dominic suffered a mental breakdown. Since then, he hasn’t reacted to anything around him... I" Giselle began and suddenly broke down crying.

But due to dehydration, she couldn’t even shed any tears, making the scene even more melancholy.

Lin Yi pondered for a moment and then said to the couple, "Among the professionals, there are healing skills that might help your child."

Lin Yi’s words slightly uplifted the couple, and the woman stopped crying.

After lunch, Lin Yi bought them a one-bedroom wooden house and moved some basic furniture in with his mind.

The subsequent arrangements were left to Chen Youyou.

Lin Yi sat before his laptop, carefully pondering over some information he received from Immanuel.

The old man said that the Louvre was attacked by a horde of zombies, and although the camp still stood, it was heavily damaged.

He rubbed his chin, calculating how to profit while these guys were wounded.

And finding someone who brews beer...

However, the situation there is not very clear right now, so only a personal visit could help decide the next steps.

Additionally, Lin Yi thought about the substantial wealth in the real world—

Zombies’ bodies!

In this apocalypse, countless people turned into zombies, countless more killed zombies, and any body could be converted into biological material...

But relying on himself alone to collect the bodies was far too inefficient.

Unless...