Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 140 A New Life and Work

Internal strife within the team is absolutely forbidden; this is Su Lan's bottom line.

If they really wanted to take action, Zhao Huiyun wouldn't stand a chance.

"However, she herself is only so-so, and she has a habit of finding fault with everyone."

In this kind of world, everyone relies on their own abilities to survive. What's the point of talking about methods? How ridiculous.

Human rights, morality, and dignity are worthless in the face of life.

Even the management of this base may not genuinely want to take in ordinary survivors; they are just people who need to get things done.

If she were Zhao Huiyun, she wouldn't easily develop a rift with her former teammates; that's something a truly intelligent person wouldn't do.

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The next day.

After washing up and changing into clean clothes, Song Jinhe had a simple breakfast with her companion from the next room before heading to the central area.

It was light around 4 a.m., and when I went out it was a little after 7 a.m., and the weather was already very hot.

However, Song Jinhe felt that she was more resistant to high temperatures. In the past, if she was exposed to the sun for too long, her skin would develop symptoms of UV allergy, and she would have to drink Zhengqi Water at noon.

I feel okay right now.

The high-temperature weather management building opens at 6:40 a.m., and the official working hours begin at 7:00 a.m.

Gu Huai and Liao Zi'an were both there.

They went directly to an office, where a girl was responsible for greeting them and introducing the base's specific situation. She was wearing a high-quality dress that reached her knees, and a name tag around her neck with her name on it: Xu Chuchu.

They don't look like people who have experienced the apocalypse.

Qi Sixing looked at the base map projected on the screen, the solid wood conference table in front of him, the bottled water, and the central air conditioning overhead, and felt like his cerebellum had shrunk.

Is this still the end of the world?

Before coming in, he thought it was just a management office with a few benches and tables around a map.

I never expected they had such a sophisticated multimedia system.

No wonder he used to crank the radio so hard his hands were worn out, and the number of radio stations he could receive kept decreasing. The broadcasts from the Luozhou base were the last channels to disappear.

"Vegetable planting and livestock breeding both have constant temperature systems. The jobs here are given priority to older ordinary people with relevant experience, and cleaning jobs are also given priority to orphans and the elderly."

Song Jinhe and the others exchanged glances, wondering if Uncle Li would work here. When Cheng Yan and the others came in yesterday, they had asked Liao Zian, and Uncle Li and his group were not among the people waiting for their spots.

“We’ve already asked the personnel management office to look for your lost companions. All members in the base need to register their information. As long as they’re in the base, we can find them,” Xu Chuchu explained.

There was an A4 sheet of paper on the table. Except for Jiang Shi'an, everyone wrote their name, age and other basic information on the form.

Jiang Shi'an's information was already within the system, but as for his talent, the form didn't ask for it to be filled in.

Gu Huai said this was confidential information and that he would manage it directly.

He also has missing information, indicating that he sided with other people under the management.

"Are you a licensed doctor?" Xu Chuchu asked Cheng Yan again to confirm.

"Yeah, the work badge was lost on the way." Cheng Yan also felt a little sorry.

Those documents are meaningless in the apocalypse, but they prove that he once lived in a civilized era.

Those who haven't witnessed the true apocalyptic scene of corpses strewn across the land and ruins can't understand this feeling. "The base clinic is an existing facility in the old town, but we're severely lacking in doctors, especially those with proper medical licenses," Xu Chuchu said happily.

In a post-apocalyptic world where doctors are scarce, if a license to practice is required, clinics simply cannot operate. Most of those currently on duty are people who have learned on the job and can mainly handle emergency treatments for minor injuries, but they are not capable of treating serious ones.

Medical resources are scarce, so priority can only be given to combat teams and management. The rest of the staff will have to use contribution points to get medical treatment.

This is a last resort; if resources aren't prioritized for protecting the base and finding supplies, the base won't be able to survive.

"Jinhe, you wrote on the form that you can suture and perform simple wound treatments. Do you want to go to the clinic with Dr. Cheng?"

Xu Chuchu said with a hint of gossip on her face, "Or you could go to the lab to manage the data, or work with me in the management building to handle scheduling."

“I’ll still go out on missions with them and take turns patrolling,” Song Jinhe said, looking at Zhuang Ting and the others. “When we’re not out on missions, I can also help out.”

The jobs Xu Chuchu mentioned were all safe and offered a certain level of authority.

She can suture, but she can't prepare medicine or give injections, and she doesn't recognize the complicated names in the lab. Combat suits her better.

It's comfortable to have air conditioning in the base, but if this continues, her talent will be wasted.

"Okay, I understand. The lab's security is fine!" Xu Chuchu gave her a thumbs-up.

When Gu Huai mentioned it, she felt that this was the CP she was shipping.

In a post-apocalyptic world with no novels or television, it's not too much to ship real-life couples, right?

The seemingly aloof and cold scientific genius and the head of a zero-cost purchasing professional team, the laboratory, the white coats—it's definitely not something she can see without paying. Just thinking about it is exciting.

Not long after, Xu Chuchu received the message.

"We found them. The people you're looking for are indeed at the base. They came in with our team members and helped that team member, which is why they were able to get official spots. Uncle Li is the squad leader in the planting area, and the kid he's with is a speed talent in the patrol team."

Xu Chuchu smiled and said, "They live together in apartment building number five."

"It's good that they're alright." Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's meet up sometime."

"Okay." Zhang Yi nodded.

"Oh, by the way, among the survivors who came with you yesterday, there are two others who lived in Wucheng with you before. They and their companions have applied to join the field missions. You see..."

“I can also help out at the clinic. Could you give them some assistance within the rules?” Zhang Yi asked in a low voice.

“I can go out with them to transport supplies,” Dai Jie said.

Before we met up with Song Jinhe and the others, we agreed to look out for each other.

On the night of the volcanic eruption, the RV was too big to drive, and the other party assisted them.

Moreover, since they were together before, it wouldn't be appropriate to kick them out as soon as they arrived in Luozhou.

“I’ll go too,” Song Jinhe said.

“If we’re going out, the rest of us will go together. It’ll be a good opportunity to earn some contribution points.” Qi Sixing shrugged. “Anyway, today is mainly for getting familiar with the route, so we weren’t scheduled to take turns.”

No one objected to this proposal.

Xu Chuchu seemed to be the kind of person who was well protected, but she was decisive and efficient in getting things done, and quickly made arrangements for them.

“Otherwise, I’ll go with you.” Jiang Shi’an looked at Song Jinhe.

"No need. Gu Huai said the lab is waiting for you. Transporting supplies isn't far, nothing will go wrong."