Restoration of the last days

How can an ordinary person survive in the last days without any special talents and dare not fight against monsters?

In most cases, they can only rely on one survivor base, or a certain professional force.Those who can work, help with some physical labor, maintain public order and so on, in exchange for a bite of food.Those who are weak and sick, and who are lucky enough not to become walking corpses at the beginning of the end of the world, may have their job positions already full, so they can only waste their days waiting to die, relying on a little food relief that barely starves them to death.

Tong Zhao is one such member.

Compared with the countless unlucky people who turned into walking corpses at the beginning, or those who died in the mouth of monsters later, his experience is not bad.Not only was he lucky enough to survive the nightmarish first three days, but he also followed a few well-meaning professionals and mixed into the newly established He'an Survivor Base early on.

However, this is both his luck and his misfortune!

Ordinary people, once they enter the He'an base, unless they take the risk of joining an expedition team that goes out to collect supplies, it is difficult for them to go out at will.

But staying inside the base, the jobs that can be given to them are limited.

Some of the heaviest physical work cannot be done by the frail Tong Zhao - he has tried it before, but unfortunately his body fell apart after only half a day.

As for those relatively easy and safe jobs, I'm sorry, professionals also have family members!

In short, Tong Zhao, who has no relationship and no physical strength, has become one of the 20 ordinary survivors in the He'an base.Basking in the sun with nothing to do in a daze, without any hope for the future, but you can't starve to death.

This kind of day is simply suffering for Tong Zhao.

A few times, he also thought about gritting his teeth and joining the adventure team, and then killing walking corpses to become a professional.Even if he fails and dies, it seems to be better than the current situation.

But this determination came too late!

As the end of the world progresses, the number of walking corpses that are easy to kill gradually decreases, and it is by no means an easy task to gather 10 of them.If you want to become a professional, it seems that the only way left is to kill 1 Warcraft independently.

But this way is easier said than done!

Although there are absolutely no loopholes to exploit, at the very least, you need to ask at least one not weak professional to help.

Ordinary survivors, what do they get paid to hire a professional?

At least Tong Zhao didn't have that capital.

"This world... is simply too bad."

Seeing another day coming, Tong Zhao who opened his eyes slowly turned over from the straw mat, and then muttered loudly after being stunned for a long time.Like a lifeless wooden man, wearing the blackened short-sleeved T-shirt and holding an iron bowl that seems to have nothing to do with words such as cleanliness and hygiene, he arrived at the queue point in the nearby shed area.

In another quarter of an hour, someone will naturally come to deliver breakfast.

If there is any new job that needs to be recruited, most of it will be announced at this time... But this seems to never have anything to do with me.

With a self-deprecating smile, Tong Zhao stood at the end of the already long line.

Because it is only a few months after the end of the world, and the situation is far from the worst, the food supply in the He'an base is still good.Even the basic relief food for ordinary survivors can have two meals a day.Although it can't be said to be good, but two steamed buns are still guaranteed.I just don't know what was mixed in it, anyway, the taste is very bad.In addition, there is a bowl of salty porridge with a strange taste every few days to supplement the necessary salt.

In the eyes of Tong Zhao and the acquaintances in the surrounding shantytowns, this thing is not as good as the beggar's meal in the civilized era, and it is not too much to say that it is pig food.

But what they don't know is that in a year or two, most ordinary people in the survivor base won't even be able to eat this kind of meal.

At that time, they will miss this era crazily... At least the pig food is still available, and the portion is basically not discounted!

Another few minutes passed, and when there was a line of more than ten meters behind Tong Zhao, the people from the He'an base finally pushed their carts and began to distribute food.

For the first few weeks, the distribution was done in military trucks.Tong Zhao didn't know when, in order to save fuel, reduce vehicle wear and tear, and at the same time increase some jobs in disguise, these city-wide food distribution teams have all turned into retro three-wheeled carts.

I have to say, this is really a lucrative job, at least everyone can eat enough!

"If only I could get such a job someday."

Tong Zhao gave a wry smile, and began to have unrealistic fantasies again.But what can he do in the face of the long queue ahead?

"...Tong Zhao? Where is Tong Zhao? Is there someone named Tong Zhao in your shed?"

Someone was shouting in front of the food distribution cart, wearing neat and clean clothes, holding a loudspeaker in his hand, and at a glance, he knew that he was a family member of a professional in the inner city.

Because there was no communication for a long time, and no one was called by name, Tong Zhao didn't even realize that he was calling himself at the first time.

He just inexplicably felt a little familiar, and then he was pushed by an acquaintance not far away: "It seems to be calling you?"

Tong Zhao, who was still distracted, finally came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment, and stood up from the team hesitantly.

He didn't even know why the other party wanted to find him, whether what was waiting for him was a good thing or a bad thing... Or, it was just a simple duplicate name?

"You are Tong Zhao?"

Unexpectedly, the man in the inner city looked quite kind, even very friendly.After looking him up and down and asking for some detailed information, the man's eyes brightened.

He patted Tong Zhao's shoulder and said, "Friend, you are going to be lucky!"

2 Fifty Chapters Guild Module

Tong Zhao was still dazed when he was taken to the VIP reception area where Fang Jin was temporarily stationed.

Compared with the embarrassment when he was queuing up for breakfast, he looks much more energetic now.Not only was he led to take a shower, but he also changed into a set of clean clothes.Although his spirit is still not very good, at least he no longer looks like a refugee.

But this does not affect Tong Zhao's ignorance, doubts and anxiety in the slightest.

Those who have the ability to send people to search the whole city are obviously the top executives of the He'an base.But Tong Zhao never imagined that he would have any dealings with such a big man in a dead house.

He even suspected several times that the other party had found the wrong person.

But the two professionals who brought him here are very sure that although there are three Tong Zhaos in the He'an base, he is the only one who fully meets the requirements, and there is absolutely no mistake!

"This is really weird..."

Tong Zhao was almost roaring in his heart.

His own family knew about his family affairs, and he was very worried that after he was taken there, the big men above would find out that he had made the wrong person, and he would be angered as a result.

But this is the end of the matter, and it seems that there is no other way to do it.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the two into the heavily guarded and elegant VIP villa. Then, under the flattering and obsequious gaze of the two professionals, he saw the master who called him.

It was a young man in his 20s at most.

Wearing well-looking equipment, he naturally possessed a kind of calmness and majesty.

Beside him, several professionals were discussing something relaxed, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

Carefully lowering his head and taking a few glances out of the corner of his eye, Tong Zhao was startled.He found that among the professionals surrounding the young man, he had seen one from a distance before, and he knew that the other person was a master of the Bronze rank!

But even such a high-ranking expert in the He'an base maintained enough respect in front of this young man.

"...Let's do it this time, I still have some important things, let's talk at night."

The young man who seemed to be called Fang said so casually, and sent out a few experts from the He'an base, and then his eyes fell on the two flattering professionals and Tong Zhao who was sandwiched between them.