After I lost my job, I started to get rich from plane trading.

The few people who had distributed the things did not stay to continue to complain. After completing the tasks assigned by Kan Shang, they returned to Kan Shang to report the situation.

"Boss, I don't understand." Sun Mingxing was talking about Kan Shang's practice of dividing the newly dug plants along with the vines and poles.

Based on his understanding of these people, except for those who followed Kan Shang at the beginning and would listen to him, the other later ones might... still choose to take risks and try again after Kan Shang's repeated orders.

Moreover, according to their usual practice in residential areas, it is actually similar to the canteen before the end of the world. Everyone uses crystal nuclei to exchange for food.

Generally speaking, individuals don’t have much food on hand, they just have a lot of quota. If there is no quota, even if they hold crystal cores, they cannot exchange for food. This is to prevent people from taking advantage of this loophole to run away with food or go to other places. Earn the difference.

Kan Shang has always kept a low profile, how could he want people to stare at him?

What's more, this food is hard-earned, and he can't keep an eye on things in the residential area all the time. If it is directly replaced, will other people still have to eat?

As for how to get the quota...

Except for some helpless old people and children who are uniformly raised in residential areas, ordinary people and people with special abilities have their own jobs.

After each day's work is completed, the relevant person in charge will record the corresponding quota based on the workload and completion status and send it to the Statistics Department, where statistics will be compiled and detailed data and each person's statistics will be announced on the first day of the next month. Quota situation.

This thing was inspired by Kan Shang and Su Nianwei's chat when they discussed the work point system in a certain period, but the formulation of specific plans, reward and punishment systems... were all left to others by him.

When they were finished, they finally showed it to him. During the meeting, they discussed and approved it and then implemented it.

So far, the results are quite good. Except for the occasional sneaky person who wants to fish in troubled waters and is caught out, the others are progressing on the track they expected.

I don’t know if Kan Shang and the others gave people a sense of security, but none of them raised concerns that their quota would expire one day and they would not be able to exchange for food.

This was something they didn't expect.

He Kangming assumed that this situation would happen, and even wrote the public relations draft, but no one came to ask about it, which made him feel frustrated.

Of course, this is not entirely a good thing. At least it has resulted in the vast majority of families in residential areas now being accustomed to eating in canteens. Not to mention kitchen utensils, not even a plate can be found at home. A bowl.

This does not mean that they are wrong. The main reason is that when the protection was not established at the beginning, everyone hid at home at night, taking turns to stay vigil and rest.

Although the speed of primary zombies is slow, their sense of smell and hearing are very good, so they destroy everything that may attract the attention of zombies, or throw it far away.

This includes all kinds of dishes and dishes that were considered "little fun of life" before the end of the world. The door edges, tables, and chair legs were all wrapped in thick cloth. If possible, they also found ways to make them on the ground. Layer a layer of mats and try to reduce your movements.

They don't even have to think about it now. When they go to families with bowls at home, they are basically steel basins or plastic lunch boxes, and without exception they are very large and tightly wrapped in clothes and thick cloth.

When the apocalypse comes, the types of food become less and more of them are less greasy and less greasy. The daily consumption of escaping for one's life and killing zombies naturally increases the appetite. Even an ordinary six or seven-year-old child can eat with a size 2 bowl. Serve a big bowl full of white rice.

This made He Kangming sigh more than once. Fortunately, they had Kan Shang. This would have happened in other places, let alone a bowl of white rice for a child. When he was on a business trip before, he had seen the food they distributed.

A small cup of dry rice makes a large pot of... rice soup?

They themselves said it was porridge, but they excused him for being old and having bad eyesight, so he couldn't tell whether there were thirty grains of rice in the soup that could make out human figures.

Having said that, Mingxing Sun also knew that the food this time was different. It was better to keep it in his hands and cook it all together than to divide it and let them share the results together. However, he was really worried about that group of people messing around.

You must know that plants mutating are much more difficult to deal with than humans turning into zombies.

When people become zombies, they all know their weak points. The only weakness is the head. If you blow the head off, you will be completely dead. But plants are different. They can come back if they have a root. Unless they find its key point, But with so many branches, who can be so sure of finding the right position at once?

If these people seek death quietly, they will just have to suffer the consequences if an accident occurs. Those zombie-like plants do not only attack the people who planted them, but also attack all creatures that can run.

If these people grow something bad, they can easily turn themselves and others into a buffet of zombie-like plants.

This scene was not what they wanted to see.

"What don't you understand? Some people want to die. No matter how hard you try, you can't stop them. Believe it or not, if we still put this food in the warehouse, they will risk being thrown out to clean up the zombies. Even with the risk, you have to find a way to steal the seeds." He Kangming sneered at this.

"But..." Sun Mingxing was at a loss for words. He knew that there was a great possibility that He Kangming would say this.

"It's nothing! We just leave the choice in their own hands. Besides, if you don't let them see the consequences of committing suicide, how can you make them believe that this thing can only be eaten?" He Kangming knocked on his head.

"The safety of other people..." This is what Sun Mingxing is worried about.

"This..." He Kangming couldn't answer this question and looked at Kan Shang questioningly.

"Boss, tell me, I know you must have made preparations." He asked cheerfully.

Kan Shang, who had been watching the show for so long, burst out laughing. He felt that the two of them matched well. He did not answer, but asked: "What if I am not prepared? What will you two do?"

"Then I'll have to take Old Sun to visit one by one, and pull out whatever seedlings there are." He Kangming said with a bitter look on his face, as if he was going to rush out and take action with Sun Mingxing as soon as Kan Shang denied it.

"Boss, just tell us, I'm so curious!" Sun Mingxing came closer and pulled him.

Kan Shang glanced at him, and Sun Mingxing subconsciously let go of his hand, but still stared at him. Kan Shang turned his head and saw Ling Qiao, who had been silent next to him, also casting doubtful glances.

The three people stared straight at him, which made him a little uncomfortable. He turned around unnaturally and deliberately pretended to be profound: "Since you all want to know, then I will tell you..."