Wasteland World One Satellite City, Underground Warehouse. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Yifeng came with a large amount of supplies, and he appeared quietly without attracting anyone's attention, until he walked out of the warehouse and was discovered by the warehouse guards.

These are two young senior second-level evolutionaries, the vigilance is very high, Zhang Yifeng is just a little heavier, they were found and questioned, when it is found that it is Zhang Yifeng, the two guards bowed in unison.

"I'm sorry Lord One, we didn't know it was you." One of the guards said awkwardly.

"It's okay, you're doing well, keep it up."

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand, he didn't take it seriously, his subordinates were conscientious, he, who was the boss, must not be stingy with verbal praise, and saying a few good words would not lose food, but would make his subordinates more loyal, why not?

Looking at Zhang Yifeng's back, one of the guards reacted and asked, "When did Lord No. 1 go in?" ”

The other guard was confused, yes, when did he get in?

How did I not find out?

Lord No. 1 is so mysterious, there is wood?

Zhang Yifeng doesn't know the thoughts of the two people behind him, if he knows, I'm afraid he can't help laughing, Lao Tzu holds the door of the dimension, come if you want, leave if you want, who else?

Coming to his own office, standing in front of the window and looking down on the panoramic view of Satellite City No. 1, Zhang Yifeng was full of pride in his heart, only to feel that he was in control of everyone's fate, and this feeling made people fascinated.

"During my absence, the construction of Satellite City No. 1 is very fast!" After losing his mind slightly, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but marvel, with surprise in his eyes, when he left, the outer wall of Satellite City No. 1 was only roughly encircled and used to mark the area of Satellite City, but now, the wall that was more than one meter high proved to him that Satellite City No. 1 already had the potential to become an independent kingdom and could already block the attack of mutants on the periphery.

This is a major breakthrough in the development of Satellite City No. 1.

"Boss, are you back?"

A slightly surprised and surprised voice came from behind him, disrupting Zhang Yifeng's thoughts. He turned around and looked at it, and was startled.

"Demon, who are you?"

Liu Jinghuan couldn't cry or laugh, shook the dust off his body, brushed his sloppy hair to the side, and said, "Boss, it's me, Liu Jinghuan." ”

"How did you do this?" Zhang Yifeng's face was full of confusion, are you sure that you are the best jewelry designer in the wasteland world, not a beggar begging along the street?

"Ahem, boss, you don't want to think about it, you're not here, all the big and small things in Satellite City No. 1 are thrown on me, Sichun Liu Qiang and they go out to hunt mutants all day long, and they don't care about anything." Liu Jinghuan complained.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Zhang Yifeng was a little embarrassed, secretly annoyed that Brother Lori Qiang was not authentic, how could he pick a child casually, Zhang Yifeng hurriedly comforted him a few words, and Liu Jinghuan was angry.

"Boss, has the food problem been solved, it will be the end of the month soon, and the salaries of the members of the First Guard must be paid."

Speaking of this, Liu Jinghuan's hair has turned gray in the past few days, seeing that time is passing day by day, Zhang Yifeng has no shadow, and the food is getting less and less, he is really afraid that the foundation of Satellite City No. 1 will be ruined.

Now that Zhang Yifeng is back, Liu Jinghuan suddenly felt that he had the backbone, and his tired body instantly relaxed, in the last days, as long as there is food, it is easy to say anything.

"The food is fine, it's all in the underground warehouse, and you arrange for the staff to pay the salary of the No. 1 Guard in advance." Zhang Yifeng said with a smile.

Hearing his words, Liu Jinghuan also smiled, he was happy for Zhang Yifeng's vast magical powers, and he also knew the meaning of the strings, and understood the intention of Zhang Yifeng's move.

Send rice in advance to stabilize the morale of the army.

"Also, arrange for people to cook on the fire, and eat meat in Satellite City No. 1 today."

Zhang Yifeng's words, with the momentum of a violent storm, swept through the entire No. 1 satellite city, and the ordinary survivors on the outer building walls couldn't help but cheer, since the end of the world came, they hadn't eaten meat for a long time, thinking of that feeling, well, not good, drooling!

In order to show his benevolence and fraternity, he instructed Liu Jinghuan to let all the survivors call it a day early, except for the members of the guard in charge of defense, all the survivors of Satellite City No. 1 rushed to the kitchen of the Qingtian Electronic Park.

The cook is a big fat man in a chef's uniform, white and fat, with a baby face, very kind, according to Liu Jinghuan, this person's name is Wang Dazhu, a very vulgar name, but before the end of the world, he was a cow, the chef of a five-star hotel.

By chance, Liu Jinghuan saw him, thinking of what happened to him, he moved his compassion, and stuffed Wang Dazhu into the kitchen, responsible for the meals of the No. 1 satellite city, the chef of the five-star hotel made a big pot of rice, it was not too simple, although the meals were simple, but he took local materials, and really made a flower, and received rave reviews.

"Lord One?"

"Hello Lord One."

"Let's go ahead, let Lord No. 1 pass."

Zhang Yifeng appeared at the door of the kitchen with a rice bowl, which immediately caused a commotion among the survivors, one by one, as if they had met the head of state, they were excited, they gave way very consciously, and let him cut the queue openly.

"Why do they all call me Lord One?" Zhang Yifeng nodded with a smile and asked Liu Jinghuan behind him.

"Because the boss has established the No. 1 satellite city, giving them food and giving them hope to live, but many survivors don't know the name of the boss, so they use the number one to call it, and it becomes like this, if the boss doesn't like it, I will publicize it?" Liu Jinghuan asked tentatively.

No, just kidding, in the real world, No. 1 is a big man on the cliff.

"No need to change it, so be it."

Zhang Yifeng stopped Liu Jinghuan's actions, the No. 1 adult, as soon as he heard it, he was very high, and the grades were different.

In the kitchen, Zhang Yifeng saw Wang Dazhu, perhaps because of the improvement of experience and status, Zhang Yifeng did not have an excited mood for this five-star chef before the end of the world, his eyes were very indifferent and calm, but Wang Dazhu was very nervous, bent over, with a humble and flattering smile on his face.

"The dish is well done, do it well, I won't treat you badly." Zhang Yifeng patted Wang Dazhu on the shoulder and said.

"Don't worry, Lord One."

Zhang Yifeng smiled, took the meal specially cooked for him by Wang Dazhu, and returned to the Qingtianlou office under the respectful gaze of the survivors. It didn't take long for Liu Qiang, Niu Heng, Liu Jinghuan and several other team leaders to come, and these grandsons knew that Zhang Yifeng had opened a small stove, so they came to join in the fun.