Harem Legion: Queens of the Apocalypse-Chapter 200 Meteor Dirt Keeps Her Warm...and Wet

"Liana, do you have any idea what day it is today?"

Magnus exhaled a breath of smoke, the white mist curling in front of his eyes. While the women were busy talking about the vehicle modifications, his mind had wandered elsewhere. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"What day?" Liana was caught off guard. "No... no clue. Why? What’s so important about that?"

Before she could figure it out, Sophia tossed in a jab, her tone sarcastic, "Oh come on, Liana, you still don’t get it? He’s probably calculating the best time to knock you up."

Normally that’d pass as a joke, but today, with all the new captains and vice-captains around, Liana’s face turned red. She shot Sophia an irritated look. "Can you not be serious for once?"

"I know the date!" Kristina, the newly appointed vice-captain, raised her hand like reporting to a superior, then stood up formally. "Commander, today is Wednesday, October 17th. I’m sure of it."

She had this pocket calendar, tearing off a page every single day since the apocalypse began - maybe her way of keeping hold of routine in a world gone mad.

"October 17th..." Magnus murmured, a heavy feeling sinking in. Almost half a year had passed since May 13th - the day the world ended.

From his past life, he remembered the second meteor shower happening around the ninth month. That one came after a heavy snow and some - abnormal signs in the sky. He hadn’t forgotten.

"Magnus, you still haven’t answered - what’s the plan for the sleeping vehicles?" Liana brought him back on track, voice tinged with annoyance.

"The vehicles?" Magnus returned to the current topic. "Alright, we boost the buying price. Depending on the condition, offer two to five tons of grain for a vehicle. No one will turn it down. Also, I’m with you all - let’s convert our own. Use passenger buses. Put it on the notice boards. Hunt down folks good at conversions. Pay ’em extra if needed..."

"I’m on board with that," Emily chimed in. "Two folks squeezed in works - for now. But in the long run? Not good. People need their space, or it’ll wear ’em down in battle."

"Same here," Charlotte added quickly, "I checked the one Liana had started on yesterday. It’s a bus, right? Not difficult. Strip the seats out, weld bunk beds with steel plates and rebar. Actually, we could even go three layers instead of two. Might not need that many beds now, but who knows when we’ll get more people. Best to be ready."

Everyone had spoken. Liana nodded firmly, giving a glance to Amelia, her face softening into a little smile. "I heard something from Amelia the other day. Could be real useful to us right now." Her tone held back just enough to tease curiosity.

"What did you hear?" Charlotte asked, half leaning in.

"It’s about the meteorite soil," Liana said with a grin, clearly hiding a surprise. "Guess what else it can do, besides being used as firewood?"

"Quit stalling, Liana. Just say it," Charlotte shot her a look.

"Heh..."

Liana was clearly in a good mood. She smiled and said, "Molly, bring it out and show everyone."

Molly got up, glanced at Magnus, then grabbed a backpack from Lucy. She pulled out multiple small pouches, each filled with cooked white rice and wrapped neatly in plastic.

"What the? Cooked rice?" Emily raised a brow. "Liana, what are you trying to say? Just spit it out."

"Here, take a look," Liana said, handing the pouches to Magnus and a few others. Notably, she didn’t give any to Amelia or Kristina - clearly, they were already in the know.

Magnus, curious, opened a pouch and sniffed - pure rice aroma. Almost made him want to eat it, though something felt off.

Liana’s smile widened as she saw everyone confused. "This rice - was buried in meteorite soil four days ago. Take a good look."

"Four days ago?" Sophia shot to her feet, staring. "Liana, you’re saying this was underground four days?"

Liana nodded. "Exactly. A few days back, Amelia and Kristina told me about it. The students from their university already knew meteorite soil could be used for fire, but they found out it also preserves food."

"No way," Sophia muttered, grabbing her rice pouch and tasting it.

It tasted just like freshly made rice - just cold.

Kristina stood and smiled. "Yeah, we all knew about this at our school. Actually..."

She looked at Amelia. Amelia turned away without a word. Kristina continued, "Our old principal found this out. Never said how exactly, but we’ve been using this method ever since to store perishable food."

Magnus’s mind raced. If meteorite soil really worked like that, he didn’t have to worry about harvested vegetables going bad anymore.

That was big.

He quickly turned to Liana. "Did you and the logistics team check how many of our trucks are still empty? How much grain and produce we could load?"

"Empty trucks?" Liana paused. Once they’d gotten into the underground storage, the logistics team had eased up, mostly focusing on cooking. They did a tally once, but since then a lot of supplies were packed in half-truck batches, often not filling one before moving to another.

"It’s been a mess lately," she admitted. "Give me a couple days, I’ll have the girls regroup and do a proper count. Magnus, you thinking of planting vegetables? We don’t have to store them in the trucks, y’know. Meteorite soil doesn’t have to stay in vehicles either."

True, but Magnus was thinking deeper. In his past life, the first meteor shower fell on farmland. The second - it hit Springvale City directly.

That was a whole different storm coming.