When Chang Yuhong and the others arrived outside the duplex community, the administrators of the management class in Xiangcheng were being taken to the duplex community by the rest of the administrators one after another.

Zhu Liangxiang has a big belly, and he is directing the people in the community to register the Xiangcheng administrators who came and the families of those administrators, as well as the necessary isolation measures.

She looked at the list in her hand.

This list was obtained from a single administrator, but it is incomplete and not the entire list of management.

But for the current environment, it is already the most complete list of Xiangcheng administrators that Zhu Liangxiang can get.

The man next to him was Zhu Liangxiang's assistant.

He used to work as a security guard in the management class of Xiangcheng, and because of such work experience, Zhu Liangxiang specially asked him to come over and give her a shot.

There are not a few administrators in Xiangcheng who came to the duplex community.

First, because the number of administrators in Xiangcheng who received the news was very small, most of the administrators who came outside the duplex community lived nearby.

That is, if you lift your legs, you will be able to run over and tell you the distance.

"A large area of the welfare community has collapsed, so we can quickly settle down, so we can organize people to dig out more administrators."

The administrators who lined up at the door to register the audit information looked very anxious.

They were lucky not to be crushed in the rubble.

But if it doesn't coalesce again, something big will happen in Xiangcheng.

Big, big things.

Zhu Liangxiang and Ma Tieqiang were in a hurry to sort out.

But fortunately, there are not many administrators who have come.

"It's been reviewed, you were in the legal department of the Xiangcheng management system before, go in first."

Zhu Liangxiang handed a form in his hand to an administrator outside the door,

"Settle down when you're in, and then report to me right away."

But before waiting for the administrator who worked in the legal department, he dragged his family into the gate of the community.

Outside the door, a large number of survivors gathered one after another.

They shouted,

"This duplex hasn't collapsed yet? Hurry up, let's hurry in and find a place to live, the weather is going to freeze us to death. ”

Zhu Liangxiang glanced sideways at Ma Tieqiang.

Ma Tieqiang shook his head, lowered his voice and said,

"They are not the administrators of Xiangcheng."

Zhu Liangxiang immediately said to the survivors who had gathered in the area,

"For the sake of management, we can't let you in now."

Her words were like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the crowd immediately shouted

"Why are they allowed to enter your duplex and we can't?"

"The world is over, and you are still here to pay attention to three, six, nine, and so on?"

Some people also saw it, and shouted loudly,

"I, the administrator of Xiangcheng, let me in."

There was one who shouted, and many people shouted along,

"Me too."

"I'm also an administrator."

Ma Tieqiang frowned, looking at the black crowd of survivors outside.

Each of the survivors had anxiety on their faces, they looked haggard and unkempt, and they didn't know how long it had been since they had cleaned themselves.

"There are a lot of people I don't know, they say they are the administrators of Xiangcheng, but I have never met them."

As a security guard of the Xiangcheng Management Building, Zhu Tieqiang does not say that he knows every Xiangcheng administrator, but most of the things he has seen will have an impression.

But now the large number of survivors in front of them all say that they are the administrators of Xiangcheng, and some say that they are the family members of the administrators of Xiangcheng.

Why did he feel that there were so many unfamiliar faces?

Zhu Liangxiang knew what was going on.

Or is she and Ma Tieqiang's speed too slow.

The survivors in the neighborhood have found that the administrators of the management class in Xiangcheng have come to the reciprocating community.

So one by one, they also went this way.

Zhu Liangxiang saw that the situation was not very good, and immediately said to Ma Tieqiang,

"Get out of the way and close the door."

Ma Tieqiang was also fast, and directly closed the small door next to the gate with a "bang".

and Zhu Liangxiang retreated to the equipment platform.

Zhu Liangxiang held a big horn in his hand, stood on the equipment platform and rushed down and shouted,

"Everyone, you have to persevere, I understand that in this situation, everyone's survival is very difficult, but only by organizing all the administrators can we arrange the disaster relief work."

"Without the help of the caretaker, the supplies could not be found, there was no way to distribute them if they were found, and there was no way to organize the survivors to go to the ruins and dig up those who were still alive."

"Everything is messed up, so you should be calm and calm, and you should be tolerant."

But Zhu Liangxiang's words were not understood by everyone.

The survivors shouted:

"In the face of such a big disaster, you administrators only care about yourself, have you ever thought about it? How difficult is it for us to escape from death? ”

Zhu Liangxiang held her big speaker,

"We didn't leave you alone, please trust us, we just need a little time."

Before her words fell, a snow ball was thrown up directly from below and hit Zhu Liangxiang's body.

Zhu Liangxiang screamed and hid to the side to protect his big belly.

Someone below yelled angrily at Zhu Liangxiang:

"Give me some time! Give me some time! It's been a year since the end of the world, how much time do you need for the administrators of Xiangcheng? ”

"Giving you a year didn't make our lives get better, but now we are all homeless."

This man's words were immediately supported by the vast majority of survivors.

Everyone shouted at Zhu Liangxiang, and some people picked up the snow on the ground and threw it at Zhu Liangxiang.

Ma Tieqiang blocked Zhu Liangxiang behind her, and she shouted at the top of her throat:

"Do you have a conscience when you speak and do things?"

"She is a pregnant woman, in fact, she doesn't have to worry about these things at all, but in order to restore the order in Xiangcheng as soon as possible, she still supports herself and is busy for you here."

Ma Tieqiang knew that Zhu Liangxiang was not the administrator of the management class of Xiangcheng at all.

She is the administrator of City A.

Now in this duplex community, except for the stationing of the wounded, there is no decent management.

Wang Zexuan, Sui Zhu, Zhou Weiran...... They all went to the Northwest Water Plant.

Everyone is on the go, and I can't find time for a while.

Therefore, the acceptance and registration of the administrator here is all on Zhu Liangxiang.

But the survivors below are shouting even more fiercely,

"It's not easy for her, is it easy for us?"

"My wife's leg is gone, and she hasn't been treated, what about her? She still walks on at least her legs. ”

There are also people who shout loudly,

"I haven't eaten a full meal since the end of the world, I haven't eaten anything for three days now, and if I don't get help, I'll starve to death here."

"And my children, my children have starved to death for a ......"

Every mouth is talking about its own difficulty.

Is it easy for everyone?

They also want to cooperate well, but good cooperation means that they who finally crawled out of the rubble have to wait for a long and endless time.

Based on their experience, maybe she and they will not wait for any help when they die in this ice and snow.

Rather than relying on an illusory management class, it is better to rely on yourself.

On the equipment platform, there are only two people, Zhu Liangxiang and Ma Tieqiang.

The rest of the Administrators, who hadn't had time to enter, were overwhelmed by the vast crowd of survivors.

The administrators wanted to come forward to help, but at this time, no one dared to reveal their identity as the administrator of Xiangcheng.

For fear of arousing public indignation, he was beaten up by the survivors around him.

Forget about beating them, there are still a lot of family members around them, old and young, how innocent.

And so it came to an impasse.

Here, the administrators could not be put in place, the survivors could not be organized, the supplies could not be found and could not be distributed, and the rescue work was at an impasse for a while.

Zhu Liangxiang's heart swelled with a deep sense of powerlessness.

She seemed to see a second City A, which was what City A looked like a year ago.

There is a weak heart.

All the administrators of City A are actually working very hard to cohesion.

Only by cohesively cohesive management systems can the entire city be better functioned.

But in the end, the building overturned.

Everyone can only manage themselves, and if they want to organize and then mobilize the survivors and run the whole city, it is even more foolish.

Suizhu woke up in the medical tent outside the Northwest Water Plant, propped up her thin body and looked around.

In addition to Mu Wanqing guarding in front of her, there were also many injured patients in this medical tent, as well as medical staff who came and went, and were very busy.

"Azhu, how do you feel when you wake up?"

Mu Wanqing had a pale face, a messy hair, and leaned over with a frown, her eyes full of concern.

Suizhu raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows,

"Why am I here?"

She remembered that before she fainted, she repaired Bai Zhi's broken arm.

I don't know if Bai Zhi's new arm can be used.

"The war commander sent you here, but it's good that you woke up."

Mu Wanqing's mouth began to crackle,

"Azhu, what should we do now? The whole of Xiangcheng was in chaos, and our administrator and the administrator's family were blocked outside the duplex, mixed in with a large group of survivors. ”

"The survivors all wanted to enter the duplex, and our administrators didn't dare to take the lead."

Suizhu's head was still a little groggy, and the hunger in her stomach made her seem very tired when she spoke.

Seeing Mu Wanqing so anxious, she beckoned with the beads,

"Don't worry, you bring me a crystal nucleus first, and I'll figure it out slowly."

Mu Wanqing hurriedly stuffed a sky-blue crystal nucleus into Sui Zhu's hand.

At present, whether it is the management level or the garrison, there is no shortage of crystal nuclei.

What they lack is supplies, all kinds of materials.

Because all the supplies are buried in the rubble, but the caretaker can't gather together, so he can't organize the survivors to dig up the supplies.

It is even more impossible to organize the survivors who are messing around like a large herd of wild roe deer to rescue more people.

People outside can't enter the duplex community for the time being, but people inside the duplex can't get out either.

It's not a long-term solution either.

What's more, as long as the number of survivors is enough to enter the duplex community, once the anger is ignited, who knows what they will do.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I have a way."

Close your eyes with the beads,

"Secretary Mu, you call all the administrators who can be used now, and ask them to find a few powerful survivors on the spot to help us do some work."

"We can provide them with three meals a day."

Suizhu held the sky-blue crystal nucleus in his hand, slowly absorbing the majestic energy in it.

Her depleted ability energy was gradually replenished.

Mu Wanqing said anxiously,

"But where do we have so many supplies now that we can provide three meals a day?"

The earthquake happened suddenly.

Now the wounded inside and outside this medical tent, and the materials used, are still dug out of the rubble with the garrison.

Some of the materials were smashed to pieces, but now I can't pay attention to so much, in order to survive, I can only eat sparse food.

Suizhu raised his eyes and looked at a piece of broken cake on the side of the pillow,

This is already the best food they can offer.

Suizhu raised her hand and patted Mu Wanqing's shoulder, as if she was pressing thousands of burdens on Mu Wanqing's body,

"Secretary Wood! To organize people, I went to find supplies. ”

"Don't panic, can you?! The war commander has his own battlefield, and we, as little screws in the management system, also have our battles to fight. ”

"It's time for us to go to war."

"Today! Let everyone see how good our administrators in Xiangcheng are. ”

Suizhu can always trust the management of Xiangcheng.

Because this is a management system that can still stand tenaciously in the last days even if it is damaged by eight or nine tenths, and piece together a sparse Xiangcheng little by little, and then build it into the first base of the last days.

Xiangcheng administrator, it's not so easy to admit defeat!

In Sui Zhu's words, Mu Wanqing slowly calmed down.

Her eyes gradually became determined, and then she nodded,

"Okay, I'm going to call all the nearby administrators right now."

The small screws of the management system are the reason why the whole system can be operated.

It is because although they don't know what kind of consequences their efforts will cause, and they may even be unable to exchange their efforts for the desired effect at all.

But they are still in their respective positions, exerting their own light and heat.

If you can't unite all the administrators, then at least organize the administrators in a small area and turn them around little by little.

Use a small whirlpool to drive a large whirlpool.

Mu Wanqing is responsible for summoning all the administrators on the ruins.

And Suizhu is in charge of finding supplies.

This is something that the two of them are going to do separately now, and neither of them should worry about whether or not they will do it well.

Just do what you have to do!

It's winter vacation, digging lalala, this winter vacation for a month, maybe the update won't be so stable.

(End of chapter)