LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 114: Seeds of Survival
Kim Haru's small farm was marked on the map with a solid five-pointed star, simply labeled "Farm." The Pyeongseong Safe Zone was marked with an ordinary dot, and when zoomed in, the divisions between the central area and the four zones could be seen, along with the roads and buildings within the safe zone.
The situation in Gokmul County was similar, but with the addition of several red dots.
The largest, slow-flashing red dot represented Kim Haru's current location, and the other densely packed red dots all marked various seeds.
Sweet potato seeds, corn seeds, wheat seeds, rapeseed, sorghum seeds, soybean seeds, and even the rice seeds Kim Haru had been longing for.
Seeing all of this, Kim Haru instantly became excited!
According to the map, the locations of these seeds were right inside the granary ahead of him. Since the system had specially marked them, it meant these seeds were still viable and could grow.
This trip was not in vain!
In his excitement, Kim Haru didn't notice that in a distant high-rise building, a small crack had opened in one of the windows, and a pair of eyes were quietly watching them. Discover more content at My Virtual Library Empire
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This granary was Warehouse No. 2 of Gokmul County, located on the outermost perimeter of the county.
After cautiously circling the granary for a thorough inspection and clearing out zombies from the surveillance room, storage room, and guard room, without discovering any hidden dangers, the team leader finally gave the order for the others teams to spread out and search for supplies on their own.
Participating in these official search teams didn't require turning over all the materials found. Each team could keep one-third of whatever they found, while the remaining two-thirds had to be handed in.
This was one of the reasons why the scattered teams enjoyed joining official squads—it provided food and it was safer than searching on their own, although they couldn't keep everything, the benefits were still clear.
Everyone spread out by team, rushing straight for the granary.
They had checked, and most of these granaries hadn't been damaged. With the contents still sealed, there might be plenty of good stuff inside!
Kim Haru quickly walked toward the warehouse marked with the most red dots on the system map.
Shin Woncheon's squad immediately followed.
Noticing the commotion, the team leader also sent four official personnel to follow. They hadn't forgotten that their mission this time wasn't just to search for supplies; they were also responsible for protecting this "Mr. Kim."
"Sir, slow down, please, be careful!" Shin Woncheon caught up to Kim Haru and asked which direction he was headed, then moved ahead to clear the path.
Soon, Kim Haru stood in front of the warehouse that contained the rice seeds he needed.
Besides the rice seeds, there were also corn and sweet potato seeds nearby. Kim Haru wasn't going to miss out on any of them.
"Break it open!" Kim Haru impatiently gestured to the warehouse in front of him, urging Shin Woncheon to take action.
Shin Woncheon nodded and signaled everyone to step back.
Once the others had moved a safe distance away, Shin Woncheon took a deep breath and raised his hands. Golden light rapidly gathered from all directions, and within a blink, a massive, sharp drill formed between his palms!
What better way to break down a door than with a drill?
Under Shin Woncheon's control, the drill spun at high speed, and within moments, the neglected and unmaintained granary door gave way with a loud bang, leaving a large hole!
The others quickly stepped forward to widen the opening.
They could already smell the scent of stored grain wafting out.
Shin Woncheonwas the first to go in, checking for danger before calling the others inside. Kim Haru, who had been waiting eagerly, immediately squeezed through.
The warehouse, which was less than 100 square meters, was packed with burlap sacks, stacked neatly and filled to the brim. Over time, some of the bags had deteriorated, and the vibration from the door-breaking had caused one to tear open, spilling rice grains onto the floor.
"Damn it, hurry up and get something to collect this!" Ryu Hyunwoo cursed, distressed.
The others snapped out of their daze and rushed to carefully block the torn bags. Some emptied their backpacks to scoop up the spilled rice, while others, with no time to clear their packs, stripped off their shirts to catch the falling grains.
Meanwhile, Kim Haru started collecting the bags one by one into his system backpack, making the others green with envy.
"Man, having space-type abilities when searching for supplies is totally cheating," Ryu Hyunwoo sighed, then quickly caught Shin Woncheon's sharp glare and realized his mistake. He hastily apologized to Kim Haru. "Sir, I didn't mean you! I was just—"
"It's fine," Kim Haru didn't mind. He knew Ryu Hyunwoo was just expressing his amazement. Besides, he was too focused on happily collecting rice seeds to worry about anything else.
While gathering the seeds, Kim Haru silently thanked the strict storage regulations that had preserved these resources so well. All the bags were uniform, and since the rice seeds counted as a single item in the system, they only took up one slot in his backpack.
It felt incredibly satisfying.
Kim Haru collected every single rice seed into his system backpack, regardless of their quality or whether they were still edible. The only exceptions were the four torn sacks.
He had tried to store them as well, but the system treated the torn sacks as different items from the intact ones. Since each of the four bags had spilled a different amount of rice, the system identified them as separate entities, each requiring its own slot in the backpack.
Too wasteful.
Luckily, Shin Woncheon's squad and the four official team members were around.
"My space rules won't allow me to collect them. You guys can take care of it."
Shin Woncheon and the others quickly started packing the rice into their own bags. They emptied out everything unnecessary; nothing mattered more than life-saving food.