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    “Lu Ziming! I really thought you were a goner!!! Wuwu…” Zhou Yuanyuan, after being rescued from the tree by Lu Ziming, hugged Lu Ziming tightly the moment she landed, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

    Having been by Lu Ziming’s side all these days, she had clearly come to regard Lu Ziming as her only support in this situation. For her, who had lost her parents, relatives, classmates, and fair-weather friends, Lu Ziming had become a kind of spiritual sustenance for her to continue living, and the reason why she didn’t give up on herself even after discovering she might be infected.

    But just now, she almost lost her!

    This horrifying possibility couldn’t help but make her feel lingering fear. If Lu Ziming were to die before her at this moment, she really didn’t know if she would give up on continuing to live… After all, she was the hope that kept her striving and persevering.

    Meanwhile, the black-haired woman with straight hair, standing beside the cart, calmly dealt with the approaching slow zombies using a homemade small crossbow fixed to her forearm.

    Turning her head to look at Zhou Yuanyuan, who was crying in Lu Ziming’s arms like a pear blossom in the rain, she curiously asked her, “Who is she to you? Your sister? Girlfriend? Crying like this, it seems she really likes you.”

    The black-haired woman who had just saved Lu Ziming had already exchanged names with Lu Ziming. According to her, her name was Jiang Juncheng, and she was a repair technician. However, the company that owned the chain of repair shops was her father’s, so her usual car repairs were just a personal hobby.

    However, this novel explanation and identity directly opened Lu Ziming’s eyes.

    She thought in her head, “What? Is this what rich people are into these days? The daughter of a cleaning company personally working as a nanny? The daughter of a catering company personally working as a chef? And just because of interest?”

    However, although she couldn’t understand their way of thinking, everyone in today’s society knew one thing: whoever has money is right. No matter what they do, having money is the reason. So she wasn’t in a position to judge their choices and lives.

    And now, it was the other person who had saved her life. Not only could she not question their life, she even had to thank this young lady.

    But now that the other person had brought up Zhou Yuanyuan, that was a different matter. At the very least, she had to avoid believing and spreading rumors.

    So Lu Ziming quickly glanced at Jiang Juncheng and denied it, “Neither. I just saved her a few times.” Although she also wanted to stop Zhou Yuanyuan from crying, she really didn’t know how to comfort people, so she could only raise her hand to pat Zhou Yuanyuan’s shoulder and advise, “Don’t, don’t cry. I didn’t die, did I…”

    “Oh… It’s okay, um… I see.” Jiang Juncheng looked at the taciturn Lu Ziming, and then at Zhou Yuanyuan, who was nestled in front of Lu Ziming and unwilling to move. She seemed to understand the relationship between the two, so she gave an understanding smile, nodding as she spoke.

    With her eyesight, it wasn’t difficult to see that this was a one-sided love created under special circumstances, and it seemed that both parties involved were still unaware. In this situation, she, the only insider, found it quite interesting, so she didn’t say anything.

    After Zhou Yuanyuan had vented her emotions, Jiang Juncheng’s small crossbow “bullets” were almost used up, so she asked the two to sit on the back seat of her modified mountain bike and took them back to her house.

    Jiang Juncheng’s mountain bike didn’t originally have a back seat. Because she thought it was fun, she added a double seat. And because she hated the high noise of motorcycles, Jiang Juncheng installed a set of slender batteries on the frame under the bike seat. Now this bike looks like a bicycle, but it’s actually a dual-purpose vehicle.

    Moreover, before the incident, her modified bike couldn’t be driven on the road. If caught, she would be fined. It was only now that the situation was special that Jiang Juncheng’s interest was fulfilled.

    They arrived at Jiang Juncheng’s house relatively safely along the way. Lu Ziming didn’t expect that this was where she would really have her eyes opened.

    Because Jiang Juncheng’s house happened to be in a wealthy area that Lu Ziming had never set foot in, and it was a detached villa. Garage, yard, and three-story house, everything was complete. So as soon as they arrived, Lu Ziming and Zhou Yuanyuan were dumbfounded.

    From their previous conversations, the two had already learned about Jiang Juncheng’s identity as a rich young lady, but they didn’t expect that her “wealth” would be so direct. Judging from the scale of the villa, even in a city like Qingshui City, it would definitely cost at least a few million to buy. Not to mention, Jiang Juncheng had designed and built a basement in the villa that was like an air-raid shelter.

    Led by Jiang Juncheng, Lu and Zhou toured her “underground fortress,” with clear divisions between the work area, living area, and entertainment area. The most important thing was that during this period, she had successfully produced a replica of a rather lethal small crossbow, and the crossbow bolts were just brand-new steel nails, resources that could be found everywhere in hardware stores. The weapon used to save Lu Ziming earlier was this small crossbow, which she had corrected after many trails. It could be worn on the forearm, was simple and convenient to operate, and was more reliable than other large weapons.

    However, what made Zhou Yuanyuan feel more curious was not this, but what Jiang Juncheng used to maintain the power supply to this underground fortress in the current situation of city-wide power outage.

    Lu and Zhou, who had become accustomed to finding a place to hide as soon as night fell, were obviously a little unaccustomed to the dazzling artificial light source in the underground fortress, and it took them a while to adapt. This made the two even more curious about where Jiang Juncheng’s electricity came from.

    “Solar energy. Other methods of generating electricity are not sustainable. But the household power generation system I use is composed of photovoltaic arrays made up of solar cell components, solar charge and discharge controllers, battery packs, off-grid inverters, DC loads, and AC loads. The location is on the roof of the villa. Because the output power needs to be AC 220V or 110V, an inverter is also configured. The photovoltaic array converts solar energy into electricity when there is light, and supplies power to the load through the solar charge and discharge controller, while charging the battery pack; when there is no light, the battery pack supplies power to the DC load through the solar charge and discharge controller, and the battery also directly supplies power to the independent inverter, which converts it into AC power to supply the AC load.”

    Jiang Juncheng talked eloquently about this, but Lu and Zhou were both dumbfounded.

    Was this the generation gap between academics and ordinary people? They didn’t remember a single one of these academic terms, nor did they understand them.

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