When she arrived, many people gathered in the guard room, nodding to the administrator, and saluting with all kinds of materials. Next to them stood a small blackboard, on which the dormitory rules had not been torn off, and next to it was a string of jobs. From their conversation with the administrator, Fang Ru learned that these people were all looking for jobs. In order to live in a four-person dormitory, these people have become poor. In order to be able to live in the future, they all want to get a higher job as easily as possible.

But what kind of work do they have?

Moving bricks, one dollar per hour.

Build a wall, five cents an hour.

Patrolling the base costs two dollars per hour, and requires ten hours a day.

……

Fang Ru twitched the corners of her mouth. During the day, she passed by the base's material sales point. A small bun, the kind that usually costs five cents a piece, sells for ten yuan. It's still cold. Twenty-five just out of the pot.

Fang Ru suddenly didn't feel that her house was too expensive.

[Fang Ru, look below. The pot urged.

Fang Ru looked down as she said.

Participate in the base's Adeptive Support Units, complete the base's official missions with the Adepts, and carry supplies under the protection of the Adepts. The reward for each mission is 1,000, and those who make special contributions (such as killing zombies, rescuing the able, and effectively preventing the ables from dying or being injured by the zombies) will be rewarded with bonuses ranging from 3,000 to 20,000. Those who participate in 10 missions will receive a subsidy of 5 catties of rice.

Join the base's team of Adepts, fight with them, and complete the base's official missions. Each gratuity is 3,000, 500 bonuses for each zombie killed (calculated by the head of the zombie), 10 catties of rice will be given to those who participate in 10 missions or kill 20 zombies at a time, their family members or close relatives (limited to two people) will receive double the base minimum subsidy, and their family members who die in battle will receive a subsidy of half a catty of rice per week on the basis of twice the minimum subsidy.

"This ......," Fang Ru said in surprise, "the gap is too big." ”

Underneath this list of work is a line written in large yellow chalk that stands out: It is forbidden to engage in any paid activities other than those approved by the base. Violators are expelled from the base.

Fang Ru said to herself: "In other words, do you have to choose between staying in the base safely and starving to death, or risking to die outside the base?" ”

Fang Ru truly realized the wisdom of the base.

Influenced by the novel, Fang Ru always felt that money should be waste paper in the last days, but when he arrived at the base, he had to spend money everywhere, which felt very strange. In fact, the base is surrounded by layers of walls and hundreds of zombies, forming a small environment of its own, where banknotes have lost their original face value. The high-level officials of the base say that there are as many as they want, even if they send a bunch of small pieces of paper, saying that this can be used to exchange for supplies, then these pieces of paper are equivalent to the banknotes that pass in the base.

The base firmly controls the materials, first uses various methods such as housing and entry fees to squeeze out the funds and materials on the survivors, so that people with different social status and economic conditions are on the same starting line, and they are all in a state of extreme poverty, and then they can use the price lever to drive the survivors in the base according to their mood. Fang Ru stood here for less than two minutes, and five or six people gritted their teeth and chose to work out of the base. The base got five or six more cannon fodder to block zombies for the Adept.

But on the other hand, the zombie virus has not yet spread across the country. No matter how turbulent the society outside is, no matter how inflationary the prices are, it will not be as scary as in the base. With the money they scavenged, the base can always find a place to spend it.

That's really ...... It's hard to make a fortune in one hand.

Fang Ru's gaze jumped back and forth between the work inside the base and the work out of the base, and his mood became heavier and heavier.

If you want to survive, you can only choose to get out of the base.

What the? Is there a minimum guarantee for the base? One person only has half a bowl of white porridge a day. Fang Ru met the porridge today, the porridge was really clear, and the rice grains were clear at a glance.

But you have to go out...... The appearance of the zombie lingered in Fang Ru's mind, making her feel chills for a while.

When the zombie virus first entered Jing'an City, people would suddenly become zombies for some reason, and now it will not be like this anymore. But being hurt by a zombie, even if it's just a small abrasion, will make people one of them. Fang Ru asked herself, do you have the ability to "be in the bush of thousands of corpses, and the liquid will not stick to your body"?

"Hey, who's who, you're from this building, just come in. Get out of here. ”

The administrator's arrogant distraction brought Fang Ru out of his thoughts. She turned and looked at the Administrator.

But before she could say anything, the administrator over there stood up suddenly, and his arrogant expression instantly turned into a flattering face: "Oh it's you, please come in." What do you command? ”

“……”

Fang Ru couldn't help but look behind him. Could it be that some big man is coming?

The Administrator nodded to herself.

After thinking about it, Fang Ru understood. The reason is on the ID card hanging on her chest. After paying the house payment, the clerk gave her two plastic number plates, which were the ones that ordered meals in the school cafeteria before the end of the world, and now it means that Fang Ru bought the house corresponding to the number. Fang Ru strung them with the identity tag around his neck, and as soon as he turned around, he was discovered by the administrator. 、

After all, there was no body search and robbery at the base. Therefore, the people at the base will still habitually think that those who can afford to spend a lot of money will continue to have money in their hands. This brand is simply a label of a local tyrant, no wonder the administrator's attitude will turn 180 degrees.

Fang Ru tugged at the corners of her mouth. Poor administrator. He didn't know that standing in front of him was a poor, well-dressed ghost.

The administrator over there had already automatically and consciously sent everyone else away, creating a VIP reception environment for Fang Ru.

Fang Ru also opened the aura of the local tyrant with kindness.

After a brief conversation, Fang Ru learned that the administrator's surname was Liang, called Liang Shuai, and he was a gangster of the generation of Jing'an University before the end of the world, and he hid in Jing'an University as soon as the end of the world came. At that time, Jing'an University was a densely populated area because of the large number of students, which was also very dangerous. He made a little effort to calm down the situation at Jing'an University, and he was very good at slapping his head, so he is now sitting in the position of administrator.

So he should be familiar with the situation at the base, right?

Fang Ru stopped going around in circles with Administrator Liang, and said to him directly: "I just came to the base. Is there any work that I can do in the base and still support myself? ”

The administrator was a little surprised: "You need to work? ”

Nonsense. If I don't make any more money, I'm going to starve to death!

Fang Ru roared in his heart, and on the surface, he looked light: "It's nothing." I just don't want to sit and eat. ”

That's right. The administrator nodded, but then looked embarrassed: "This ...... Everything you can do is written on the blackboard. ”

Fang Ru's brows twitched.

So I ask you if there's any other way. It's okay to give some strength, dear.