The transformation of the base's electrical grid has basically been completed. Thanks to the inventory from the power company, the base was able to generate its own electricity without relying on external sources. The solar panels are enough, but having more never hurts.
Luca also revealed the good news that there must be wind power generation equipment that has been on his mind. After all, both Atlanta and Georgia are large places, so it is important to consider that.
It's just that some equipment is available, but most of it must be dismantled on site and then transported back to the base for installation. This is not very urgent. The most important thing is to first build the current power system they are working on.
Then, Jason began to walk around the territory again, and now his wound still hasn't healed. The upper part of his body was covered with a layer of gauze, and even if he wanted to help with the work, he couldn't do it since his bruises were painful.
But that didn't stop him from walking and talking, and everyone knew the captain was injured, so no one would ask him to help with the work.
So he became a loafer at the base, looking around all day, making comments and so on.
In the past few days, Amy had also given up going on missions, and she would appear by his side from time to time, carrying some water and food.
Since he came to this world until now, this period of time was his calmest state. The last time he was injured was in Texas. Although Alice took care of him at that time, he still couldn't relax all day long.
He slowly reached the open space in the north of the base. This area was also under construction, and several huge things like pools had begun to take shape.
This was the biogas digester he had been telling them about before. It was located outside the third wall of the base. The reason for choosing this side was that it was close to the kitchen and could conveniently provide fuel. The second was that there were usually few people on the north side of the city wall, so the digesters also had no negative effect.
As for the energy source of the biogas digester, it was naturally the corpses of the undead, plus some miscellaneous things. To facilitate the cleaning of walkers, the base had set aside a very remote place where workers with equipment covering their entire bodies worked, attracting walkers and cleaning areas to later reuse them instead of burning or burying them.
Most of them were transported back to the base for composting, and some were thrown into the biogas digesters.
Of course, the best thing about all of this was that as long as they had the task of gathering walkers to generate electricity, the discarded walkers from that job would eventually be turned into electricity when their bodies began to fully decompose.
These methods had been employed in Atlanta and Georgia with the intelligent walkers stored there. In this way, they would have a strong electrical backup.
When he walked toward the side of the digester, he noticed that Rick and Abraham were both there. The two hadn't noticed his arrival at first, and they were stirring the cement with all their might, their clothes already soaked with sweat.
"Look who's here."
"Hey, Jason!"
"Commander!"
Panting heavily, Rick removed his gloves and walked into the shade with his hands on his hips. At that moment, Amy happened to walk over with a small bucket.
Everyone was sweating from the heat and held out their hands toward the bucket.
After giving everyone fresh water, Amy walked to Jason's side, poured a cup of water, and handed it to him.
"Thanks!"
"You're welcome, you were injured saving us, and it's only right to take care of you."
During this period of time, Amy's behavior was very obvious, but he couldn't say anything. After all, the other side also knew he had a girlfriend, and the reason she approached him was because he had saved her. This made him unable to refuse, otherwise it would be too awkward.
Seeing Amy walk away, the others showed mischievous smiles and Jason shook his head helplessly.
Rick drank a cup of water and felt much better. Looking at Amy, who had just left, he could sense her intentions, but it wasn't that simple.
Seeing the expression on the face of this usually decisive commander, people decisively chose to stay quiet, and Rick didn't speak about this topic.
The two sat beneath the wall and looked toward the inside. It was still hot, but many people were working on the crops. Besides, they knew that at peak time the weather would get cooler. Sitting in the shadows, they could already feel the cool breeze blowing over their bodies across the base. Meanwhile, the trace of sweat on their bodies also dissipated.
"It's going to get cold very soon."
Looking at the busy crowd, Jason also smiled.
"Yes, soon we'll have to consider the issue of heating in winter."
"The materials gathered in our base are more than enough, and we don't have to worry about food. We also have greenhouses to take care of the crops."
Having said this, Jason couldn't help but feel the need to complain: "I wrote so many things for you when I left, but you strengthened the wall and then piled all the supplies in the warehouse. I haven't had time to find Guillermo to see what we have."
Rick also felt helpless. It wasn't that he didn't want to build the infrastructure first, but his professional knowledge was limited and all they could think of was strengthening the base over and over.
Even if they were asked to do something else, these people didn't have the skills, so they could only obediently wait for Jason to return.
"You know, I never properly thanked you."
"There's nothing to thank."
"No, if it were me, I definitely wouldn't have been able to lead everyone to build such an excellent shelter as the one we live in now. Not just me, but everyone who lives here should thank you."
"Alright, let's talk about some practical problems. We'll expand the dormitory outside starting tomorrow. We have to get this done before the weather gets completely cold. The previous heating system also needs to be remodeled. You'll have to rebuild the piping, and time is really limited right now."
"Jason, if you need someone to lead a team to collect something, you can count on me."
At some point, Abraham had put down the shovel and walked over, looking very interested in going out.
Jason motioned for him to sit and was very aware of this strong man's thoughts. Since his failed trip to Washington, he had been obsessed with going out on missions, and he had always wanted to find time to talk to this strong man. Seeing him now was a good opportunity to take the initiative to connect.
"Abraham, can we sit and talk?"
"What's going on, Jason?"
"What do you think of our organization?"
"Not bad, people have enough food and clothing, you've created hope."
"Do you enjoy being here?"
Abraham was unusually silent, he really didn't know how to answer that question.
Jason knew what was happening to him, but he couldn't tell him directly, so he could only enlighten him another way, hoping the other side would listen.
In fact, the best way was for him to find a wife. Abraham in the original show had his own goal, Sasha.
But now that Sasha and Bob have gotten together, it's really hard to say whether Abraham still has Rosita in his heart.
What should he do?
At that moment, Rick's voice came from beside him.
"You've lost a loved one, don't deny it, I can feel it."
He let out a long sigh and responded helplessly.
Jason suddenly patted the other person on the shoulder, and the clear sound echoed in the distance. Then he looked at this big man and whispered, "Listen, you will find that girl who is willing to give everything for each other, and you will do everything you can to survive. But before that happens, give yourself one more chance! Do you understand?"
Although Jason only saw coldness in his gaze, Abraham understood that these words were for his own good, and a warm feeling rose in his body. He also patted the other person's shoulder, a slightly relieved smile on his face.
"Yes, we have to repopulate humanity hahahaha!"