Chapter 51 Resource Exchange System.
Chapter 51 Resource Exchange System
Once the special forces team departed. Theresa’s routine quietly snapped back into ce, only now it moved smoothly than before. With an extra pair of hands, she no longer had to juggle everything alone. Each day before dawn, Kyle was already outside, clearing debris, checking the crops, and scrubbing the grounds before she even stirred from bed. For the first time in ages, she could afford to breathe and let someone else carry the load.
Even more promising–her goats had finally matured. After a few days of careful watching, she was certain the pair had taken to each other. If luck held, fresh milk wouldn’t be far off. And every morning, right on schedule, Yuk
would show up at her doorstep with baskets full of themunity’s daily yield.
Her stockpile had been expanding at an impressive pace. To keep up with the influx, she decided it was time to upgrade Kyle’s authority. As a reward for his absolute reliability, she granted him ess to one of her warehouses. From then on, it became his job to sort and deposit the daily haul.
By this point, she was sitting on three warehouses packed to capacity, not to mention a vast, nearly limitless inventory space embedded within her domain. The vast majority of the food reserves were secured inside it–far safer and more discreet–while the bunker mainly held themunity’s yield and a modest backup cache.
“Theresa! Look what my dad managed to grow–fresh strawberries from the seeds you gave us!” Yuki called out as she presented a small box of vivid, ruby–red fruit. Theresa’s eyes lit up at the sight, her attention immediately drawn to the plump, glistening berries. Her expression brightened–those seeds she’d casually handed over to David had actually taken root and flourished. A spark of satisfaction flickered in her eyes.
Without hesitation, she grabbed a fresh packet of wheat seeds and tossed in a bonus: a full bag of sugar. “Give this to your dad,” she instructed. “Tell him there’s more where that came from if he keeps producing results. This is just the beginning.” Yuki’s face beamed with life. “Yes, Theresa! Thank you so much!” ess to steady food–meat <b>and </b>milk–<b>had </b>done wonders. Lately, she <b>had </b>appeared noticeably healthier and more radiant.
Just as she gathered the items and turned to leave, a thought struck her. She paused, then spun back around. “Theresa, my dad wanted me to ask. Do you have any salt to spare? We’re hoping to trade for a little.
Theresa <b>raised </b><b>an </b>eyebrow before <b>she </b>disappeared briefly into the back. When she returned, she held out a small package of salt and a sheet of paper.
The page was a neatly organized list–a catalog of everyday essentials, each paired with a clear barter value. Cooking oil, condiments, hygiene items like soap and <b>shampoo</b>, and basic protein sources like eggs and poultry were all included. Next to each was a point value: 1 point for a 500g bag of salt, 10 points for a 5–liter jug of oil, 10 points for a bottle of shampoo, 1 point per egg, and so on. A barter system, simple but effective–her own miniature economy in <b>a </b>world where coinage no longer mattered.
Theresa’s resource exchange system was powered entirely by food contributions. To motivate David further, she implemented a clear rule: for every half–kilo of harvested produce, one point would be awarded. But she didn’t stop there–<b>an </b>extra use added a spark of ambition. Rare or hard–to–find items would carn bonus points, <b>making </b>them even more valuable in trade. David, energized by the potential rewards,mitted himself entirely. With his wife at his side, he expanded his farnd and dedicated their <bbor </b>to growing crops exclusively for Theresa’s tradework.
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Morend meant more yield. More yield micant more goods!
Once she had her sole resident household fully on track, Theresa turned her attention outward. She assigned Summer and a handful of dogs to safeguard the camp in her absence. Meanwhile, she herself ser out once more–this time with Kyle and several dogs at her side–venturing into the wild to im new ground and scavenge for vital resources.
“Theresa, there’s still a ton of supplies on that highway we passed yesterday! Looks like a huge pile–up happened ahead, and all the vehicles arepletely blocked.” She replied, “Perfect! Let’s go there and clear out another section!” She <b>hopped </b>into her armored vehicle and had Kyle take the wheel, driving straight to the location they had surveyed the previous day.
An hour and a halfter, they arrived at the highway. True to the report<b>, </b>arge stockpile of goods awaited them. Before her was a toll station on an eightne highway. A catastrophic crash had sealed off the entire stretch, with traffic tightly gridlocked in both directions. The situation was particrly dire at the overpass section after the toll station.
On the endless stretch of road above, every vehicle was stuck in ce, filling the view from end to end–an overwhelming and striking sight.
Theresa quickly scanned the scene and noticed a massive line of delivery trucks caught on the overpass.. up together! The trucks were a rainbow of colors–red, green. There were easily forty to fifty trucks piled and white–jammed together without any chance of moving, Refrigerated trucks, container trailers, open- bed haulers, and even semi–trailers packed with luxury cars…
disaster It didn’t take much to figure out–these vehicles had been heading straight for Ansford, loaded with goods meant for delivery the day the catastrophe hit. But before they could even exit the overpass, struck, trapping them in a steel maze of gridlocked traffic.
The four delivery trucks Kyle and his crew managed to retrieve yesterday were barely a drop in the bucketpared to the vast haul lying here! An enormous stockpile still waited, untouched and overflowing with potential.
“Kyle, I need you to start clearing the wreckage here,” Theresa <b>in </b>firmly. “I’ll head up!
He replied, “Understood.”
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Without another word, she sprang from the armored vehicle and handed off the task. If they nned to salvage the supplies trapped above, the path had to be unblocked first. Leaving him to deal with the tangled mess below, she made her way toward the outpass–intent on sweeping through and transferring every usable resource <b>into </b>her domain.