Chapter 320 – Gongsun and the Gongdols
Exploring under Chrollo’s guidance was a different kind of fun than exploring the city alone.
The places I went to secretly were mainly places like streets, restaurants, bars, and gambling houses.
Although we could get a glimpse into people’s lives, it was difficult to see the sites of production and logistics.
The places Chrollo led me to were factories and workshops built after the destruction, so I was able to see people working hard.
Since there was not a plentiful supply of materials and electricity like in a shelter, it was close to a large-scale home-based industry.
This is a coastal area a little southwest of Polis. The processing of slaughtered meat is in full swing.
“Ooh, it smells fishy.”
Even though I parked my car quite far away from work, a faint smell filled my nose.
“It’s much better than the fish factory.”
Chrollo reached out his hand and cupped my nose. Then the fishy smell disappears and the fragrant scent of flowers comes in.
Sniff.
“Ahaha, it tickles.”
She dug her white palm into the bridge of her nose like a wild boar searching the ground for its prey.
“It’s calming down now.”
I looked at the beach while wearing Chrollo’s biological gas mask.
Near the sandy beach slightly towards the sea. There are several large four-sided tables placed there.
There is a pile of rat meat on top, and chicken or duck meat can also be seen occasionally.
The size of poultry was shabby compared to what was seen in supermarkets before the war.
This is because the chickens were not fed plenty of high-calorie feed in a chicken farm, but rather were raised by letting them out and feeding them bugs and leftovers.
Women are preparing such meat. They ranged from young people in their mid to late teens to older ladies who seemed to have worked in restaurants.
“There’s no risk of drowning, right?”
“Sure. “This is not a mud flat.”
Shoot aaaaa.
As gentle waves crash in, white foam and dark seawater wrap around the women’s legs.
“Baby! There’s blood left here, right? “You have to rinse it properly.”
“Isn’t it all about washing it off? “You have to allow the salt water to seep into all parts of the meat.”
As it is approaching late afternoon, the sun on the sea shimmers like a candle.
The exposed skin of girls, young ladies, and old women was dyed a beautiful red.
Are the beads of sweat from labor on their foreheads? Or is it just seawater splashing up?
“Good! “If it piles up more, it will get heavier, so move it from here.”
The ladies pushed a plastic box containing about 60% of meat to the edge of the table. Girls immediately gather there.
“Grunt!”
Four girls worked together to move the meat box out of the sand.
Chellang-challang.
Because the girls were smaller than adults, the bottom of the box repeatedly submerged and floated in the sea level. Thanks to this, the weight would have been a bit lighter.
Shoot aaaaa.
The weakened waves gently touched the girls’ calves.
As they walked, the embrace of the seawater moved lower and lower to their ankles and then to the tops of their feet.
“Isn’t that dangerous? “What if I hit my foot?”
The girls are barefoot, just like the ladies who prepare the meat.
Perhaps due to the weight of the meat box, their feet sank deep into the sand.
“It’s impossible to wear walkers while working submerged in seawater. There are no conditions to distribute them all. “How many workshops are operating outside here?”
“That’s true.”
In fact, if you wear shoes while working submerged in seawater, your eczema may flare up. That might be better.
“Shall we take a little rest?”
“No! “You can do it, sister!”
The girls continued to move their feet and put the boxes down where the drying work was being done.
“Everyone is skilled in their own way. “I’m being careful, so you don’t have to worry.”
“Are there any pollution problems? “If rinsing at the beach is repeated like that, I think it will become cloudy with meat residue.”
“Thanks to the unique ocean currents here, debris is scattered deep into the sea over time. I am working on it for a set period of time. “We will move to another area next week.”
“It must be hard to go that long way. It would be difficult to even get in a car.”
“I can’t help it. A large amount of water and salt are needed, but it is impossible for even the police to supply them all. Just supplying drinking water and bathing water is overwhelming.”
If you wash it in the sea, both sanitation and salting can be done for free.
It is an extremely primitive method, but there is no better way. Because there are so many people that need to be fed and washed.
“If you’re tired, take a break.”
“Are you okay. We are strong!”
At the words of the drying team adult, the girl shook her head and raised her arms at a right angle. As if she was showing off her slightly protruding biceps.
The girls each stretch their backs and wipe their foreheads.
The slender limbs and nicely tanned skin were full of health and shined brilliantly in the setting sun.
“I guess you like it.”
“Isn’t that kind of beauty? Because I feel alive.”
Deering.
A photo was sent to my PDA. There was a picture of the girls I was just admiring.
“Please hand it to the kids in the name of a scene of life. You will like it.”
“There are many more provocative news stories, but this would be a boring topic.”
“What could make her happier than having an article from her manager covering her field?”
“Well, maybe.”
Not long ago, he was begging me to go see the DMZ mine-laying work together.
To be honest, I was also interested, but I was cut off by Artemis.
-No. Just watch the video. If you do anything, I will set up the 4D experience device.
Kids, whose eyes were sparkling, immediately turned into a frown, and I had no choice but to scratch the back of my head.
Boo!
The sound of a ship’s horn, which I haven’t heard in a long time, rings from across the sea.
There were fishermen launching their boats a long way away and excitedly pulling up their nets.
“It’s a by-product of meat processing operations. Fish come in for the washed internal organs and meat scraps. Food is in supply, and midnight on the beach gets earlier. Kill two birds with one stone.”
“Our factory manager all had an idea?”
“Of course.”
She was very happy as Chrollo’s voluptuous butt was pounded on her.
There is no trace of the charismatic female CEO who was seen walking around the warehouse or workshop.
There is only one female who twists her body and sticks out her butt more.
* * *
Chrollo heard several reports from the drying team and checked the condition of the dried meat.
We focused on hygiene rather than taste or appearance.
In this day and age, no one cares about food poisoning, but no one cares about marketability.
Mobile patrols were constantly reporting the surrounding situation through radios placed in the workplace.
“Are there any looters nearby?”
“Rarely. But looters aren’t the only problem in today’s world. “There have been quite a few attacks by wild animals recently.”
From a pack of wild dogs that wandered and became wild after losing their owners, to large wild boars that were created when pigs that escaped from farms after the war crossed with wild boars, to wild bears that expanded their range of activities as civilization shrank.
Although it is not comparable to the past when tigers would bite people, the number of cases of attacks by wild animals was increasing.
In any case, it is not an infectious agent and is an important food source for civilian camps, so no large-scale eradication work is being done.
After that, we traveled to various places.
A workshop filled with the sound of sewing machines and the smell of textiles.
“As you know, Shelter now focuses on making a few high-end clothing and military-grade clothing. Clothing for the public is outsourced to the police by handing over only the fabric.”
Elderly people weave fishing tackle and nets in a building that also serves as a senior center. The boys learning next to him.
“These are seamen of the past and future.”
There were also people who woven shoes using large amounts of straw sent by Hwangjin from the Honam Plain.
“Straw shoes?! I get to see this in real life.”
“Shoes were a top priority loot, so all searchers searched for them with their eyes turned on. As the world progresses, shoes get ruined quickly. As of now, the ones made before the war have reached the end of their useful life. Now we have to make new ones, and the most cost-effective ones are straw shoes.”
In addition to those who twisted straw, there were quite a few men who made shoes using leather or wood.
“They are former shoemakers. “In the three years since the manager disappeared, almost all of them have come from all over the country.”
Haha.”
“Why are you smiling?”
“Because it’s fun to be around and give advice like this. “If you had come alone, wouldn’t you have passed by without knowing the backstory?”
“I can whisper to you as much as I want, whether it’s 10 years or 100 years. Please call me anytime.”
I wanted to hug Chrollo, who was smiling brightly, and kiss him on the cheek, but I held back.
Everyone around you is working, so you can’t just salt it like that, right?
By the time we finished our satisfactory tour, the sun had set on the horizon.
The world gradually becomes darker and people begin to leave their workplaces one by one.
We closed the lid of the convertible car we were in and headed back.
Many crowds and various bikes, carts, carriages, cars, and trucks are heading to their respective places.
As we mixed and moved around, the city felt even bigger.
“Our city is becoming more complicated than I thought.”
“Building and operating something that is close to a nation is much more difficult than assembling a hamburger.”
You have to protect the territorial borders, circulate a lot of supplies and food, build roads and sidewalks, and maintain the military force to protect it all.
I once again realize how great the four AIs who assist me are.
“If I had been the leader of a government group instead of a shelter manager, my hair would have been bald by now.”
“Everyone, from Artemis on down, is working hard to protect the manager’s hair.”
Chrollo stared at me with sparkling blue eyes in the dark.
They are dedicated genius lieutenants who are neither dissatisfied nor bribed…
Side.
She took my hand and kissed the back of it.
Side.
While driving with one hand, you rub your cherry-like lips all the way to the back of your hand, fingers, and wrist.
A kiss that feels more like an oath of some kind than a courtship.
His heart swelled at the constant affection he received from Chrollo.
