Chapter 109: Start with basic needs
Afraid of "wronging" the human beings in the headquarters, Yan Zhuang deliberately organized the language, and asked casually: "The food in the base should grow well, right?" β
"Where's the food?"
Meng Ge and Wu Lai, who had pricked up their ears, couldn't help but hug each other, their faces wrinkled, and they couldn't listen anymore. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
"What's wrong? Are they both uncomfortable? β
The general who walked in front felt that the people behind him seemed to stop, and when he looked back, he saw that the faces of the five people were not very good, and he looked at the two people who were still holding him suspiciously and asked.
"The two of them are not very comfortable, and they are stunned by your intelligence."
Yan Zhuang felt like a big stone was pressed on his chest, and said in disbelief: "You are all hungry like this, so you haven't thought about growing some food by yourself?" β
"We want to plant, but we have to have seeds."
The baby said with a look of a five-person group that was mentally retarded: "I received a notice that I was going to enter the civilized hunting ground, who didn't desperately stuff weapons, ammunition, medicines, and compressed food into the space, everyone wanted to come out quickly, who really came here to farm?" β
The five-member group breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that they were not really stupid, they didn't expect to stay so long, and they weren't ready.
What happened to them also made Yan Zhuang feel a little more worried, it seems that you can't take any world for granted in the future, and the more adequate the preparation you should make, the better.
In a calm mood, Yan Zhuang simply stopped, and specially picked out some fresh potatoes, sweet potatoes, beans and other foods with large yields and fast ripening from the reserve materials and put them on the ground.
"In our entire headquarters, there are always farmers born, right?"
Not to mention, there are still many peasants born, after all, people who work in the fields all year round have good physical fitness, and the survival rate of the end of the day is much higher than that of the urban elite who sit in the office.
More than 20 nearby peasant players happily left with the "seeds", and the others felt much better at the thought that the food would be maintained immediately.
Having solved a problem, Yan Zhuang had the intention of finishing work early and finishing work early, and simply said: "Don't go in to chat or anything, let's finish what we can do first, and then discuss the rest of the things, right?" β
"Okay, do as you say."
After receiving the general's approval vote, Yan Zhuang looked at Wu Lai, who leaned on Meng Ge and raised his hand to death: "Where are the wounded soldiers concentrated, I'll go over and take a look." β
"Dude, are you healing? Let's go, I'll take you there! The baby happily pulled Wu Lai to a turn and ran to the bells and whistles tent area on the side.
When he arrived at the place, Wu Lai looked around, ordered eight seriously disabled limbs to move together, connected their blood bars with his own, and in only five minutes, the eight wounded were completely cured.
On the other hand, Wu Lai, except for his pale face, he didn't have much consumption.
After the test, Wu Lai made an OK gesture to Yanzhuang, and said lazily: "It's okay, work overtime, about two or three days." β
Before the others could recover from the "miracle" created by Wu Lai, they listened to him continue: "But like this, don't raise your eyes in front of me, don't want to waste cells on them. β
Wu Lai pointed out that the typical one was a wounded soldier whose leg bone was broken in the flesh and the calf bone was misaligned from the knee, resulting in the inability to walk normally.
Seeing that he has more meat than the night wolf, looks like a young master raised in a mansion, and has half a leftover compressed biscuit on the bed, you know that he obviously pretends to be sick and doesn't want to go to war.
was watched by everyone, but the man glared at Wu Lai fiercely, and said in a dry mouth: "Where the hell did you get the garbage, it's only more than fifty levels, let you treat it, you can cure it, and then you will kill it with nonsense!" β
"Believe in it, I can't cure it."
Wu Lai had exaggerated fear on his face, and he cowered in front of the man, raised his big foot, and stepped on his protruding calf bone.
Only a "click" was heard, and the man's painful face turned purple, and a pig-like cry came out of his mouth.
With a warm smile on his face, Wu Lai pointed to his leg and said, "Although it hurts a little, isn't it cured?" The bones have already been picked up for you, and with your strength, you can run and jump in less than two hours, isn't it great? β
"you......"
It didn't take two hours at all, the man was about to jump up and beat people, Wu Lai's eyes drooped slightly, and he swept his leg and kicked the calf bone that had just been on the wrong side again.
Holding his leg and falling to the ground in a painful cold sweat, the man's eyes finally brought a trace of fear to Wu Lai's eyes.
"Look, if I don't treat you, you scold me, treat you, you want to beat me again, and now I will get you back to the original state, you are really quiet."
"It's not easy to be a doctor."
sighed, Wu Lai casually named the night wolf, "You can arrange the order of treatment of the wounded, no problem, right?" β
The night wolf glanced at the cowards contemptuously, and his waist was as straight as the cliff side.
"No problem!"
didn't intervene from beginning to end, and when he saw the end of the matter, Yan Zhuang jumped out, clapped his hands and said, "Look, one more thing has been solved, we are quite efficient today!" β
The general glanced at the five-person group with a wry smile, and although he was happy, he was also afraid that it would cause a bad impact at the headquarters.
The most important thing is that in front of everyone, he can't say two words about them.
Yan Zhuang was ready to fight a quick battle, and at the moment he didn't give the general time to calm the mood of the barracks, and said the basic policy he had thought of again.
"Look, this military merit task has been delayed for a long time, in order for everyone to accumulate enough military merit as soon as possible and leave this place, I have a few suggestions."
"First of all, except for wounded soldiers, people who have not contributed to the headquarters are not allowed to participate in the distribution of survival materials."
"Secondly, the players who dare to rush to the front will give priority to the distribution of combat materials. Of course, if you take the materials and end up with a moth, you will be killed. β
"The third point, for elite players who are willing to stay and bring newcomers after completing military exploits, and have reliable character, each batch of newcomers is brought out, and a reliable successor is found, and after returning to the game square, they can go to Tiangong Island to receive the ice pith, and the amount of ice pith is determined by the batch of newcomers brought out."
The first two things that everyone still feels a bit clichΓ©, this third point, but it does hit some elite players who have deep feelings for human beings.
"I haven't heard of Tiangong Island, but I know that your team station actually produces ice pith?"
The baby asked in surprise and joy, and Yan Zhuang calmly took out an ice pith and threw it to the night wolf.
"Inspect the goods, taste them."
The night wolf was not hypocritical, dissolved the ice seal of the broken ice shoots, and drank the ice pith in it.
"Thank you."
Calmly accepting the gratitude of the night wolf, Yan Zhuang took out a few ice shoots and threw them to the general and a few quasi-star players.
Then he playfully looked at the ordinary player who was already glowing with green light and said: "I can take out the things, whether the future people have trained newcomers well, I can also find out, if you don't want to lie, you can also try it at will." β