My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 792

But instead of reaching for the food, Duke simply rested his head on her shoulder. He didn't need sweets—what truly recharged him was being near Kisha. Her presence alone brought him an immense sense of peace.

Still, he hadn't come without reason. After a quiet moment, he spoke.

"Wife, I was thinking," Duke began, getting straight to the point. "Since we're placing all the compost bins here, and you plan to collect biogas from the animal waste, that must mean you already have a plan to transport the gas back to HOPE Base to be processed into electricity—don't you?"

He watched Kisha carefully, probing for an answer. After all, it was her idea to start collecting biogas and to set up all the compost bins here in the territory, rather than at HOPE Base or even the hidden base, where things would've been more convenient. That could only mean one thing—Kisha must already have a method in mind to connect the gas chambers and transport the biogas to whichever base she wanted.

The earlier ambiguous tension Kisha had felt faded, allowing her to compose herself and wipe away the stray thoughts that had distracted her. Once she regained her breath, she gave a small nod—but didn't answer right away. She was still trying to gather her thoughts and figure out how to explain it to Duke.

After all, it was still just a theory. She hadn't tested it yet, and if it failed, all of Duke's meticulous work might end up being for nothing. That thought alone made her nervous.

Even though she was far from Duke and the others, she could monitor everything through her territory interface's holographic map. From there, she could see that part of her territory was already being converted into a biogas farm, and it wasn't a small portion either. The area being used was nearly half of one quarter of the size of the farm.

Fortunately, she had already upgraded her territory space, which gave her access to more land and resources.

Her territory space had now grown into a mid-tier island with a considerable amount of land, but the biogas collection project was no small undertaking. The gas chamber Duke was planning to build was massive, comparable in size to a water tower capable of holding up to 1,000,000 gallons. Even the water tank Kisha had salvaged from the Winters' villa for reserve water storage was only about a tenth of that size, around 100,000 gallons.

But Duke insisted on building a much larger one to ensure they had enough capacity to store the biogas. And perhaps that was the smartest approach. He also planned to dig a large pit and bury the gas chamber underground. His concern was that exposure to the sun's heat might raise the temperature inside the tank, increasing the risk of combustion or even an explosion.

Burying the chamber underground was the safest solution—it would keep the biogas stored in a stable, cool environment. And in the event of a leak, the distinct odor of methane could be detected more easily from the ground. If the tank were aboveground, any gas leak could spread unnoticed and pose a serious danger. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

In truth, Kisha was deeply grateful for Duke's meticulous planning and thoughtful leadership in managing the biogas collection project. Initially, her goal had simply been to produce spiritual fertilizers to sell in her store.