Chapter 17 Everyone is a screw
When Luoxu brought them to reality, several people were still confused and didn't react.
Looking at the empty room where the crisis had been resolved, several people scratched the back of their heads.
"Let's ...... Safe? ”
The terrible zombie monsters are all gone, and they are all dead in the system.
But they quickly reacted, "Quick, bring your things and go back first." ”
Ye Lu and Zhou Qing glanced at each other and protected Luoxu in the center.
They finally knew the importance of Luoxu.
It's the first time, and it's the most intuitive feeling.
The place I went to just now should be in ancient times, and there are still dinosaurs infested.
But the most dangerous places have the most opportunities.
In that dense jungle, there should be a lot of edible materials.
As long as more people are arranged to collect and return, then what is there to fear in these last days?
The group did not encounter anything terrible on the way back this time, and within fifteen minutes they reached the roof and returned to the pick-up point.
They loaded the equipment they had brought back onto the helicopter and left.
After getting into the helicopter, Wei Zheng looked at them with a strange look in his eyes.
"Can any of you explain to me what happened when the signal on your body suddenly disappeared for a minute?"
Ye Lu and Zhou Qing didn't answer, and turned to look at Luoxu.
Luo Su cleared her throat, "That...... I accidentally brought them into the system, and those horrible zombie monsters followed, trampled to death by a dinosaur. ”
This sentence contains too much information.
Wei Zheng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
"So, you can now casually enter the system?"
Luo Su blinked, "I've always been able to enter casually, but it's the first time I've known that I can bring people into the system at will, and it's triggered passively after I'm frightened." ”
Wei Zheng nodded, and then turned off the signal detector in his hand.
"It seems that we will not only conduct special training on your body, but also on your mental quality."
Luosu sensed that the coming days might be extraordinarily difficult.
In just half a month, the entire central base of Dachuan Country has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The perception is most pronounced in the C zone.
Before, Area C was the most densely populated, and the people in it were ordinary people before the end of the world, with no savings, and no one in the family had the ability to awaken, so they could only survive in this slum.
There are no professionals to manage here, almost all of them are free-range, and the usual robberies and thefts are not taken care of.
And now, half a month after the zombie tide was resolved, the entire C area has been completely changed.
The state took action to rectify the entire C area.
In a short period of time, the people inside are distinguished by age, occupation, and skill.
Door-to-door checks and registrations are carried out to arrange for them to live in new homes.
Some of the bullies in Area C who did not obey their assignments were all vigorously suppressed by the above.
In the lowest slum in Area C.
Near here is a stinking ditch, which stinks and rubbish.
Nearly 50,000 people live here.
On this day, dozens of military vehicles were parked here.
The fighters got out of the car with their guns on their shoulders, pulled up the cordon, and pasted a piece of paper directly on the bulletin board.
Architects, teachers, farmers, doctors, cooks, anyone who knows a certain skill will be valued by the state and assigned to work according to their specialty.
Children under the age of 18 and women who can make clothes are all arranged by the state.
A small sightseeing car, with a horn tied to it, repeats these words over and over again.
The people didn't know why, but they were still a little relieved to see that there were people in the military to manage them.
An old woman on crutches walked tremblingly over and asked a soldier with a gun.
"Little comrade, what are you doing here?"
The soldier grinned, "Auntie, don't worry, now that we have the crisis outside resolved, the country can finally find time to manage the interior, and please cooperate with us a lot, believe in us." ”
The old woman wiped her tears, "Is this going to assign us a house?" ”
"Yes, all of them."
For the past five years, Zone C has been a hell on earth.
However, the country is bent on resisting the crisis outside the base, although many people go to the command center to give feedback, but there is really no extra manpower to arrange management.
Now, ten mechs will guard the entire base, and there is no need for heavy guards, and they finally have the heart to improve the lives of the people.
The old woman was still worried, "Alas, you have all worked hard this time for the zombie siege, is there nothing left in our national treasury?" This land can't be planted, we old things are nothing, it's more important to fill the stomachs of you half-sized lads first. ”
The other soldier laughed, "Auntie, you can rest assured, the country has been improved through relevant technology, and soon, there will be a steady stream of food." ”
"And all of this is thanks to a little girl."
Little girl?
Everyone didn't know, so they looked at each other.
The horn on the sightseeing bus is constantly ringing.
The crowd in Zone C was boiling.
In the narrow alleys, on both sides are rudimentary tents, in which nearly 500 people live.
Crowded, cramped.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of a horn outside, and they all looked out.
“…… Architect, Teacher, Farmer, Doctor...... Anyone who knows a certain skill will meet on Left Avenue to register and wait for the state to arrange the relevant work. ”
A family of four squeezed out of the tent, and a simple, honest, thick-skinned man scratched the back of his head.
"What? Do you still want farmers? ”
"Farmers have also started to eat this year?"
The woman next to the honest man grabbed his arm and was excited.
"Let's go, let's go register, if you want to talk about this kind of field, it depends on us, you are the man who planted the melon king back then!"
The woman took her daughter and son by the hand and pulled them excitedly towards the registration place.
"Let's go together, don't get crowded."
Soon, there was a long queue here.
Each family helped each other out of the cramped and rancid place, staggering in line.
The military has set up more than 20 queuing places to sign up, in an effort to conduct a comprehensive screening of the entire messy Area C.
For a month, these registration teams are in an orderly manner.
The military will also distribute supplies free of charge at regular and fixed points, and each person will have a first-aid kit and three meals a day.
It's a day that's really touching.
A small bag containing six small lunch boxes, all wrapped in plastic wrap, containing their three meals a day.
After opening it, a lunch box contains not only rice, two dishes, but also some fruits.
Seeing the sliced red apple, the person holding the lunch box cried bitterly.
Putting the apple in my mouth and feeling the fresh and sweet taste, I choked up.
"This, is this Apple? Fresh apples, I finally got a taste of fresh fruit. ”
"Woo, I thought I wouldn't be able to eat ...... in my life"