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Su Jiangchen knew that the impact of this expedition was not just as simple as the death of 3 people, those villagers from other villages who had not yet returned to their hearts, and those rich men and women who had to stay in order to survive, would all have their confidence in themselves shaken because of this, doubting whether they could guarantee their safety in the last days, and even having different hearts because of this.

Do you want to tell those people that they encountered a full 800 zombies this time, and then fought a skirmish that was not pretentious? Those zombies were wiped out, and only 3 people died, is this actually a great victory that no one can replicate at the beginning of the end of the world?

But will those people believe it?

How to regain the hearts and minds of those who have lost will be the most important thing in front of him.

He needs a hearty win to change people's perceptions and build their confidence in the place, but how do you go about it?

Mu Yin and her two bodyguards also stood in the distance and watched the people returning.

"Did you hear what's going on?" Mu Yin asked her male bodyguard.

"Miss, I inquired, they went to a nearby town to get seeds, and three people died."

"Well... If you look closely at the faces of these people who have just returned, you can see something. ”

"See, they are tired, they are covered in the blood of zombies, and it seems that they have indeed experienced a hard battle."

"Yes, but look at the Su Jiangchen who they lead, he didn't splash a drop of black blood on his body, which formed a stark contrast with the others."

"What do you mean, Miss?"

"When others were fighting, this despicable leader who was afraid of death and only talked and didn't do anything would have hid a long time ago and didn't participate in the war at all, which was the only possibility that he was still wearing neat clothes!"

Su Jiangchen saw Mu Yin looking over there in the crowd, but he didn't know that this girl he cared about so much was quietly deepening his misunderstanding of him.

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Outside the window, a gentle winter rain began to fall, making the late winter of the last days even more bleak and bleak.

In the house, Su Jiangchen and his most trusted subordinates, Wang Yilan, Duan Xue, Wang Tianfu, Xie Qinqin, and Yafei, discussed farming.

"The seeds you brought back yesterday have many varieties, including rice, vegetables, and fruits, and I plan to plant some fruits during this time, such as sugar oranges and strawberries, which can make our agricultural planting varieties richer.

Wang Tianfu's words made everyone else a little dizzy, although Xie Qinqin grew up in the countryside, he had never worked in agriculture, and the others grew up in the city, so they didn't know anything about it.

Su Jiangchen saw everyone's confused eyes, and chuckled: "You are an expert in this matter, you look at it, how can we laymen intervene." On the question of people, we need to find some way to absorb more refugees, and if we planted all the land we own with crops, how many people would you be able to feed? ”

Wang Tianfu silently calculated for a moment and estimated an approximate number: "100,000 is always possible, but it depends on the harvest." ”

Su Jiangchen was greatly excited when he heard this, 100,000 people are enough to be regarded as a relatively large-scale survivor base, and it can almost be regarded as a small city: "So I have a score in my heart." In fact, there is a lot of land now, and if we can open up a safe, zombie-free area, and have enough people, we will be able to feed more people. In addition, there is a lot of food left over in the town that can be preserved for a long time, and if we collect some of it, we can get through the period before the early rice harvest while taking in as many refugees as possible. ”

"Knock knock", there was a knock on the door, and it was a man about 25 years old, wearing a more formal shirt and trousers, and a pair of black glasses, looking very temperamental and talented.

Everyone present recognized him as one of those rich children, and couldn't help frowning.

This is already the fourth rich kid to come to the door in the past two days.

Although these people have accepted the status of refugees who have been rescued and managed to a certain extent, the pride of superiority and the unwillingness to be mediocre in their bones have not been eliminated, and their performance in field labor is ridiculously poor, often holding farm tools within a few minutes of grinding blood blisters on their delicate hands, and then they began to complain loudly about why there are no large-scale farming machinery, and now they should be automated and mechanized, and these jobs should be done by machines, rather than relying on manpower, and so on boring complaints and complaints.

The farm work they did in the fields for a day, in Wang Tianfu's words, was not as much as the work they did for half a day when they were 8 years old.

On the other hand, they are not willing to be reduced to become farmers, but want to use their experience and talents to climb up, in a vain attempt to change their current situation, climb to the position of managers, and continue to be superior and get ahead.

The three people who came before him were all in this purpose, and put forward all kinds of unbelievable, whimsical, and unrealistic suggestions and ideas to them, but they were all vetoed, and they could only go back to work outside in disgrace.

The man in front of him undoubtedly had the same thoughts and goals.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen." The rich kid had a formulaic and flattering smile on his face, as if he was talking about business: "My surname is Wei, my name is Wei Hongshuo, I used to be the owner of a small communication company, and I have a master's degree in communications. ”

Su Jiangchen nodded to him in a friendly way and motioned for him to continue.

"In the past two days, I have found in the fields that we have vast fields, and there are so few people compared to them." Wei Hongshuo lifted the frame of his glasses and smiled confidently: "Therefore, I boldly guess that you must also be worried about how to collect more refugees, right?" ”

Su Jiangchen had to admire his keen observation and delicate mind: "Then do you have any good methods?" ”

"I believe that there must be many survivors around the Xijiang Guild Hall, who are worried about encountering zombies, so they all hide, hoping in their hearts for the arrival of others to rescue, and then be rescued to a safe place suitable for survival. My suggestion is that we can make a radio station, use shortwave communication, occupy an existing radio channel, and broadcast our address here, which is equivalent to putting an advertisement for the Xijiang Association, so that the refugees who are hesitant to go can come to us by themselves. ”

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