Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

The three-story indoor swimming pool was completely filled with soil for indoor planting. Since rice couldn't be grown, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and vegetables were planted instead.

The mutated chickens from the post-apocalyptic world weren't afraid of the sun, so they were kept in the botanical garden, with several extra sheds and coops built for them to sleep in.

The more secluded museums were used by researchers to conduct their studies, while the adjacent art gallery served as a clinic for medical staff.

After all these were moved there, we found that there was still a lot of empty space over there.

So Gu Tianqi moved the army command post to that luxury resort hotel as well. After all, it wasn't feasible for the troops to be stationed at Baijishan Manor indefinitely; the place was just too small.

The building in front of the hotel was requisitioned to serve as the base's administrative command center, while the hotel apartment buildings at the back could be used as dormitories for the soldiers. Even the amusement park next to the hotel was demolished and converted into a military training ground for soldiers to use for daily drills.

The scrap metal from the dismantling wasn't wasted; it was all used as material to reinforce the fence.

Over the course of a few days, the entire resort area became the administrative center and medical research center of the base.

Afterwards, the resort's service center was converted into the base's official service center. A notice was also issued announcing that the base would implement a points system, providing each person with a free, registered points card; however, lost cards would require a replacement fee. From now on, visitors can use their points cards for purchases within the base. Bartering is also permitted.

The news caused an uproar among the survivors in the entire base, with almost everyone weeping bitterly.

Of course, these people were not happy, but rather angry and regretful.

The implementation of the new points system means that the Chinese currency used before the apocalypse will be officially discontinued, and bank deposits will become a complete joke.

The more savings you have, the more you'll cry.

Conversely, those without money accept this quite well, since they're poor anyway. Now, the wealth gap is gone, and everyone is on a level playing field.

When Zhou Yang received the message, he was not surprised at all, since almost all bases in his previous life used a points system.

But he still regretted it. You see, he had 30 yuan in his account for emergencies, plus 20 yuan that Shen Zechuan transferred to him later, totaling 50 yuan, and he hadn't spent a single penny of it.

Sigh, I made a mistake. I should have just kept ten thousand or so yuan.

However, upon further reflection, he thought of Shen Zechuan and other wealthy young men, as well as the world's richest people, and felt somewhat better. Those people had wasted far more money, while he had at least exchanged almost all of it for supplies, so he had still made a profit.

Because their savings had become a pile of useless numbers, many people went to the military to demand an explanation. It wasn't until two of the most disruptive individuals were shot that the others quieted down, daring not to speak out, and ultimately had no choice but to accept reality and obediently queue up to apply for bank cards.

Zhou Yang also immediately went out fully armed, intending to get a card as well.

As soon as they reached the entrance of the residential area, they ran into Yan Fei and Shen Zechuan, who had just returned from outside.

However, because Zhou Yang had wrapped himself up tightly to protect himself from the sun, Yan Fei and Shen Zechuan did not recognize him. It was Zhou Yang who took the initiative to greet them and call them to stop.

"Yan Fei! Shen Zechuan!"

The two were stopped and paused for a moment before realizing that the person in front of them seemed to be Zhou Yang.

"Huh? Zhou Yang? You're... going out?"

Zhou Yang quickly explained, "Yes, you guys received the notice too, right? Everyone needs to get a points card now. I'm on my way there. Have you finished getting yours? Do you want to come along?"

Shen Zechuan nodded: "Yes, Uncle Gu told us in advance, so our cards were made in the first batch along with the military's. We just went to Uncle Gu's to pick up our cards directly. By the way, you don't need to go over there. Your card was also made at the same time, and it's with me now. I was originally planning to bring it to you later."

Zhou Yang, who had mentally prepared herself to wait in line for an hour or two, was overjoyed to hear that her card had been processed: "Oh, you all got it done for me! Thank you so much! Now I don't have to wait in line anymore!"

"It's nothing, don't mention it." Shen Zechuan smiled, then took out Zhou Yang's points card from his pocket and handed it over.

Zhou Yang took it and examined it curiously.

Just like in my previous life, it was a small card, about the size of a bank card. It had no patterns, just simple white background with black lettering, very minimalist. The front had the base's name printed on it, and the back had the card number, the cardholder's name, and a photo; that was all.

Looking at the photos, Zhou Yang was a bit confused. When had he given Shen Zechuan and the others photos? And he had no recollection of these photos at all.

So he turned to Shen Zechuan and Yan Fei and asked, "Where did you get this photo?"

"Oh, it was a group photo I casually took with my phone when we went out to find supplies. I just cropped you out for it. Sorry I didn't tell you beforehand, don't mind." Shen Zechuan touched his nose and looked away somewhat guiltily.

"Oh, it's alright. You even took a pretty good picture of me. Thank you."

Zhou Yang didn't mind at all. What's wrong with a grown man being photographed in a group photo? Besides, there's no such thing as portrait rights in the apocalypse.

After putting the card into his spatial storage and exchanging a few more words with Shen Zechuan and Yan Fei, Zhou Yang, feeling a bit dizzy from the scorching sun, decided to head back.

However, having obtained the points card so easily, Zhou Yang, to thank Shen Zechuan and the others, took out a mutated chicken soup and stir-fried chicken from his space before parting, so that they could take it back as an extra meal.

Yan Fei and Shen Zechuan stood there watching Zhou Yang leave.

After Zhou Yang was out of sight, Yan Fei looked at Shen Zechuan with disdain.

"Tsk, you even took a group photo? Why don't you show it to me?"

Shen Zechuan rolled his eyes at Yan Fei: "Get out of here! What's so interesting about this!"

"Let me see if you've made me look bad in the photos, is that not allowed?" Yan Fei persisted, refusing to back down.

Shen Zechuan, holding a dish in each hand, strode away, saying, "That's all. I'll delete it after I'm done using it."

Yan Fei snorted and chased after him: "Hmph, I bet you were just taking pictures of her without her consent. I was wondering where you got Zhou Yang's photos. Tell me, how long have you been taking pictures of her?"

Shen Zechuan kicked him impatiently: "You still have the leisure to care about me? Have you dealt with your little tyrant yet?"

Yan Fei was speechless for a moment: "..."

Okay, you win!

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