The rest of the people naturally heard the threat implied in Song Jinhe's words, but what she said was indeed the truth, Tianyue Apartment was not as safe as before.

"Don't let us meddle in your actions? What do you want to do next? ”

Li Shunhe, the head of the medical district, immediately grasped the key point in Song Jinhe's words, and his small eyes narrowed, which were full of exploration and calculation.

Song Jinhe raised his eyebrows and said: "I have no comment, whether you want to live in or not, this is your choice." ”

She sat there and looked at the watch on her wrist: "Give you another 5 minutes to think, I'm going to patrol later, I can't continue to chat with you." ”

Zhao Minjie pulled Tang Yongcun's cuffs a little anxiously, and lowered his voice to his ear: "You can't live, I want to live."

This Song Jinhe has a lot of ideas, she does whatever she likes, I brought my wife and children to live in, as long as it is safe, I don't want to care about the rest. ”

Tang Yongcun pondered for a moment and nodded: "I agree, I will live in, I will not interfere in any behavior of Captain Song, and if I need my help, I will do my best to support it." ”

Song Jinhe smiled with satisfaction, and his gaze swept over the others: "What about the rest of the captains?" What do you think? ”

Zhao Minjie patted the table: "I agree anyway, I'll take my wife and daughter to move in later." ”

Seeing that two people had already expressed their positions, the remaining three responsible persons looked at each other a few times, and finally agreed, so far Song Jinhe's plan has been completed.

"No problem, then you can move on your own, I'll get busy first."

Song Jinhe put the thermos cup into the space and left with Cheng Qianhuai Shi Ran.

"What are you going to do?"

Out of the brick house, Cheng Qianhuai opened his mouth with some curiosity.

Song Jinhe smiled: "Of course it's a good deed, if you want the survivors to jointly nominate me as the district head, I must show my own attitude and let these people recognize my ability." ”

Cheng Qianhuai nodded thoughtfully, as long as Song Jinhe can solve the frequent riots in the security zone, he can win the trust of all the survivors.

"Let's go, let's go to the radio studio."

The two walked into the fog, struggling to discern the direction, and followed the blood-stained road signs to the familiar studio.

There was no one inside, and the blood that Qian Chengfeng vomited at the beginning had been cleaned up, and it had not been used for more than a month now, and the instrument was covered with dust.

Cheng Qianhuai helped Song Jinhe clean up the dust on the seat and various buttons, and only walked away after tidying up everything.

Song Jinhe sat in his seat and gently fed the microphone twice.

"Survivors in the safety zone, hello everyone, I am Song Jinhe, the head of the planting area.

I am deeply saddened by the fact that supplies are hard to find and survivors are living in dire straits, and I would like to do my best to help you through this difficult time.

The contribution point exchange system is now introduced, and each resident's initial contribution point is 10, and you can use the contribution point to go to the front of the planting area to register and exchange materials.

Contribution points can be obtained by subduing the mob, and for each successful arrest of a mob sent to me, after confirming the mob's crime, you can get 5 contribution points.

1 contribution point can be exchanged for 2 catties of food, I hope everyone will unite to solve the hidden dangers in the safety zone. ”

She recorded the passage and played it on a loop, and everyone in the safe zone heard what she called the contribution point system.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and the oppressed survivors began to arrest the mob in an organized manner, and then escorted people to the gate of the planting area to exchange contribution points.

For a while, a large number of survivors gathered in the planting area, and they all stood in front of the door and looked in a little restrainedly, still somewhat suspicious in their hearts.

Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai only rushed back from the studio at this time, but they didn't expect these people to move so fast.

"Everyone consciously queues up, everyone can get what they want, don't cut the queue and don't crowd!"

Song Jinhe hurriedly stepped forward to set up a neat small table, and found a few fast-moving workers from the planting area to help.

She pulls out a large pile of blank cards from the space and hands them to the resident, revealing his personal information and remaining contributions.

Everyone has their own corresponding card, which is not much different from the pre-apocalyptic ID card, but it is more high-tech.

This is the identity card that Song Jinhe made a wish, which can better count the total number of people in the security zone, as well as the contribution points in their hands, and there will be no such thing as claiming or fraudulently claiming it.

The information of all the people who receive the card will be displayed on a tablet in Song Jinhe's hand, which can also help her better manage the security zone.

She divided the exchange points into 10 places, which can greatly improve the exchange efficiency, and also allow the survivors in the queue to disperse as soon as possible after receiving the supplies, so that there will be no terrible stampede.

It was a busy day until 8 p.m.

Due to the large number of people queuing, Song Jinhe had no choice but to increase the number of exchange locations by 20 again, which barely relieved some of the pressure.

The survivors who came to exchange supplies looked at the vans full of food that appeared out of thin air, their faces expressionless, not realizing that there was anything wrong.

However, the day's work paid off, as the mob was routed by the survivors, the food problem was resolved, and the safe zone was immediately settled and restored to its former life.

The name Song Jinhe is engraved in everyone's heart, these three words represent food and hope, once mentioned, everyone's faces are full of admiration and gratitude.

Because the perception of space was reasonable, they had never been surprised that Song Jinhe could come up with so many materials, and they didn't have any distractions in their hearts except gratitude.

However, the atmosphere of several regional leaders living in the vegetable shed in the planting area was somewhat depressed.

They knew that the position of the district chief had been lost to them since then, and Song Jinhe single-handedly turned the tide and dragged the collapse of the security zone back from the edge of the cliff, and now she is the hero of the entire security zone.

Her exploits are naturally not comparable to those of them who only know how to hide, and several people shook their heads with a wry smile, and finally put a break from the thoughts of the head of the competition security zone.

Sure enough, the dense fog had not yet cleared, and the system of contribution points had only appeared for 3 days, and immediately some survivors began to call on everyone, insisting on helping Song Jinhe become the new head of the Xiling Security Zone.

Everyone has a clear eye and knows who saved them and who defused the crisis in the safety zone.

In the past, the district chief and high-ranking officials of the security zone were all decided by those powerful people, but Song Jinhe was the first to be forcibly held by many survivors.

She deserves it.

Hiding in the brick house to relax, Song Jinhe took out a chocolate hazelnut cake from the space to replenish her strength, and Cheng Qianhuai sat aside to help her guard the door.

"When are you going to officially announce your appointment?"

He asked softly, taking a piece of cake from her.