"I really want to take a break."

Leng Hao, who was lying in his bedroom, stretched his waist for a long time.

Today, the refugees are all arranged.

But all sorts of follow-ups followed.

First of all, He Qing and Cai Yuzhuo's medical team asked for an expansion.

The doctors not only had to take care of the injured Zhao Chenchen and Peng Xinyun, but also to provide various treatments and care to these refugees, which was far beyond the capacity of the medical team of only a few people.

"Captain, we need a lot of medicines and Chinese medicinal materials, and those medicines in the new city can't meet the requirements."

People are born with all kinds of diseases in the world.

Each disease targets different medicines, which makes it difficult for Cai Yuzhuo and her clever women to cook without rice.

Especially the unconscious Dong Yiqing, her illness seems to be a little troublesome.

The second is grain reserves.

Originally, after the rat expedition experienced the war, there was a shortage of various materials.

Now that there are hundreds of mouths at once, Song Xiaya feels a lot of pressure, and she is still counting the materials in the warehouse.

Third, it is organizational.

The original rat expedition was only about a hundred people, and relying on Leng Hao's prestige and continuous wars, people didn't have anything else to think about.

But there are hundreds of people of all kinds.

Now there are more than 200 people, and before they recover their health, we must come up with an effective organizational management method to make these people truly part of the Rat Expedition.

Thinking of these things, Leng Hao's head was a little bigger.

However, there are good things too.

These refugees were all eliminated by Qian Duoduo at the beginning, and they cherish their current life even more when they have been struggling on the verge of life and death for a long time.

Coupled with the "strength" of the rat expedition and the common experience of the wildfire, these refugees are quite obedient now.

Moreover, after all, these are more than two hundred end-time survivors with various educations, and they are very good human resources in this world.

If they can really be perfectly integrated into the Rat Expedition, Leng Hao will no longer have to worry about the lack of manpower.

When the time comes, he can pull out a regular field expedition of at least dozens of people and explore the resources outside.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I've seen those fans? Maybe they'll be able to come up with a little surprise? ”

Leng Hao's eyes sparkled in the darkness.

…………

As a college student in the new century, Wei Dongting recently became obsessed with a movie.

The apocalyptic series of movies, the kind of very real, bloody and somewhat reasonable settings, those characters who still show a little positive energy in the end times, make Wei Dongting very interested.

However, what makes Wei Dongting a little angry is that whether it is Leng Hao or Song Xiaya, they usually have almost no news, and they often disappear for a few months.

"What era is it? In the era of eyeballs, you are still a rich second generation, and you don't know how to make headlines every day. ”

Open Tmall Genie and listen to the melodious "You will never walk alone", Wei Dongting habitually came to the Weibo of Doomsday Company to stroll.

In fact, the Weibo account of Doomsday Company is a bit funny, and it often rubs the heat of various news, and it is also quite interesting to be known as Durex in the film industry.

"Damn, the people of Doomsday Company are dead! Will Zhao Chenchen die? Don't you want to be so sadistic! ”

"Leng Hao's gang is really pitiful, there have been two movies and two TV series, and it took so long to form a crippled team of one or two hundred people. This screenwriter definitely has a grudge against Leng Hao. ”

"Yes, yes. I want to see Leng Hao kill in all directions, hugging left and right. ”

It's quite lively under Weibo.

"The protagonist of the worst drama in history - Leng Hao. This rich second generation may have seen too much of the glitz of the world, and in the world of movies, he has become clean and self-conscious, and he has become a Buddha. —four eyes and half a line.

"The timeline of movies and television adds up to at least half a year, and this guy is a woman in the last days. Now it's estimated to be one and a half, who has ever seen such a miserable protagonist? ”

"Don't mention Leng Hao, his rat expedition team didn't have a good time, Wang Xiaohui and they were discharged from the hospital, and then Peng Xinyun went in again. This team is very miserable. ”

"Hahaha, that's right, at least a quarter of the people in this team are wounded and sick at all times."

Wei Dongting typed quickly and chatted with those netizens on the screen.

"After spending Lao Tzu almost 150 yuan for movie tickets, plus dozens of hours of TV time, it is only the size of two companies now, and it is estimated that when I am old, I will be able to see Leng Hao unify the world."

"Upstairs, you go dreaming. According to the habit of this screenwriter, unify the world? It's okay if Leng Hao wasn't abused to death by him. ”

Just when netizens were chatting enthusiastically, suddenly the official Weibo of Doomsday Company issued a notice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that Leng Hao's team has recruited more than 200 refugees, how do you think these people should be integrated into the team as soon as possible?"

"How to solve medical, food and other related problems, everyone can speak freely and leave a message under Weibo."

"If you encounter a good proposal, you may be added to the plot of the screenwriter, become our fan screenwriter, and have the opportunity to get Leng Hao's autographed photo."

Looking at this news, Wei Dongting's eyes lit up, and his hands began to type quickly.

"Whoever wants Leng Hao's things, I want Song Xiaya's signed photo, photo album, no matter what it is, I will pay a lot of money!"

Wei Dongting's eyes lit up at this time, and he obviously entered a state of excitement.

"Ditto!"

“+1！”

"I want Zhao Chenchen's."

"I want Jiang Xiaoyu's!"

"Get out of the way of these dead otaku upstairs, I want a signed photo of Brother Leng Hao, how can I participate in the event, @末日公司."

"Phew, a group of incompetent men, who only look at pictures of beautiful women, YY, is still the most handsome in our family."

A group of male and female fans suddenly quarreled with each other.

This made Leng Hao, who was hiding behind the computer screen and watching the Weibo message, dumbfounded.

"Damn, are you making a mistake about the focus, make a suggestion first and then say something like a signed photo?"

"You can rest assured, they are arguing, and someone will definitely make suggestions."

Paul on one side could see it.

Sure enough, under the comments of these fans, some insights began to appear.

"First of all, medical treatment, didn't Tao Xinyang say that there is a medicinal herb market nearby? This is an obvious foreshadowing, and there is definitely a big fight. ”

"Among those refugees, not all of them are front deskers, there are always people who have some expertise. These people need to be put to good use. ”

"At the same time, a gendarmerie should be established and strictly managed."

"Yes, the Rat Expedition is not suitable for the separation of military and political right now, but there is also a discipline department in the army."

"I checked the map, although I don't know what city Xincheng is, but Fanjiang is on the edge of Guizhou Province, there have always been many mountains in that place, and there must be some survivor bases nearby!"

Looking at the messages one by one, the corners of Leng Hao's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile.