My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 788

Seeing her flustered like that made Duke chuckle again. He couldn't resist reaching out to gently pinch her flushed cheeks. "Don't worry, later I'll—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Kisha quickly slapped her hand over his mouth, eyes wide in warning. Then, without a word, she opened her inventory, pulled out all the rubber materials she had, and shoved them into Duke's hands. Not giving him the chance to say another word, she spun around and dashed off—straight to her usual hideaway in the flower field.

008, on the other hand, was having the time of its life as it laughed openly in Kisha's mind. "Hahaha, host! You've got such a dirty mind!" it teased, clearly enjoying her flustered reaction. It couldn't stop giggling over how embarrassed and dumbfounded she looked when she realized she had completely misunderstood Duke's request.

Even Duke couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Kisha's retreating figure—she bolted faster than a rabbit. When he rejoined Hugo and the others, he was in unusually high spirits.

He hadn't expected Kisha to think he was asking for a condom when he merely needed rubber for work. Just remembering the scene made him laugh again.

He handed the rubber materials to Hugo, who raised a brow at him in confusion. Duke simply shook his head, still smiling, and got back to work.

They assigned specific tasks to each person to streamline the process. One man was responsible for using a power saw to cut open the metal drums. Another person then installed hinges on the cut section to create a small door.

Once finished, the drum was passed to the next person, who drilled a hole into the door, attached a knob for easier access, and installed a latch to prevent the door from bursting open during processing.

Next, the drum was handed off to someone tasked with welding a stand. The stand allowed the drum to rotate, ensuring the manure inside could be evenly mixed. A rotation test was then conducted to confirm that the door stayed secure during movement.

Once approved, another worker drilled a two-inch-wide hole in the center of one side of the drum. For the connection point, they used a flexible yet durable two-inch polymer plastic tube. This soft tubing was essential—it could flex during rotation without twisting or breaking. It was then connected to a matching PVC pipe, which in turn linked to the metal pipes leading to the gas chamber.

At the joint between the PVC and metal pipes, they installed a valve. This valve could be shut off when the compost bin needed to be opened, preventing gas from leaking out of the chamber and being pushed back through the open bin.

Once everything was prepared, the completed compost bins were placed in their designated positions. The person assigned to sealing the metal drum doors with rubber went from one bin to the next, applying the rubber around the edges to ensure an airtight seal.

After the rubber had hardened and set in place, he retrieved a burning piece of wood from the campfire he had lit earlier—used to soften and shape the rubber into weather strips. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

He then placed the burning wood inside each metal drum, secured the door tightly, and inserted the metal stopper to prevent the drum from rotating. Standing by, he carefully observed each drum to check for any visible smoke escaping—except through the two-inch outlet designed for biogas collection. This step ensured the seals were properly installed and that the drum was airtight, a critical condition for efficient biogas production.

Once he confirmed that all the openings and gaps in the metal drum were properly sealed and that the door was tightly shut with no smoke leaking out, it was a clear sign that the job was well done and the biogas would not escape. Satisfied with the result, he moved on to the next metal drum and repeated the process.

After they finished their tasks, they continued building more until there were already hundreds of metal drums converted into compost bins. When they grew tired, they would sit beside the farm, drink water, and eat whatever was offered to them—or cook a simple meal using the crops available right in front of them.