Apocalypse: I Am the Only One

In Villa One.

"It's over?" Wei Xiao, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall, asked when Shu saw them coming back.

Shu Wang nodded their heads.

One by one came to Wei Xiao's side and sat down next to him.

"Husband, didn't you see that the instructor Ming and Captain Lan ended up miserably. Both of them had blue noses and swollen noses, and they vomited blood. If it weren't for the last two of them to survive, they might really kill them." Holding Wei Xiao Bai Youwei used a very exaggerated expression on her arm to explain to Wei Xiao the final battle between Yulan and Lan Qiang.

Wei Xiao looked calm and calm.

"No one is dead."

"But they are really miserable, I guess, in ten and a half months, neither of them would even want to get out of bed."

"They asked for it." Wei Xiao said with a solemn face: "Healthy work is not good, so you have to bully yourself all over. Since they like to ruin themselves so much, then find them for them. Do something."

"Husband, do you have any new decisions?"

When Shu Wang heard Wei Xiao's words, he realized that the base was about to usher in a change.

As the true owner of the base, any decision of Wei Xiao can be said to be related to the survival of thousands of people.

As a decision maker inside the base, Shu Wang had to ask about any of Wei Xiao's decisions.

"The base now has four or five thousand people. The materials collected before are not long enough to support it. We need more materials. Your mission points should also come in handy. The materials collected are listed as base missions, according to the citizens. The amount of materials brought back will be given corresponding points..."

"This task is only for people in the base except soldiers and slaves. Now there are more than 4,000 people. The construction of the base no longer requires the participation of armed fighters. They will have plenty of time in the future. Assign them to tasks, except for training. Every team has to bring back a certain amount of supplies from outside every day, without points."

Wei Xiao said a lot in one breath, and the assistant team with Shu Wang was a little too busy.

Fortunately, they were all professionals. When Wei Xiao spoke, they divided every word of Wei Xiao into a reasonable division of labor.

Shu Wang could hear that Wei Xiao was dissatisfied with Lan Qiang and Ming Yulan, and instead punished all the soldiers.

But it's okay to think about it.

As the combatants of the base, they enjoy higher treatment. If nothing happens all day long, it can’t be justified.

As for training, what kind of training can improve faster than actual combat?

Shu Wang felt that Wei Xiao's arrangement was reasonable, and nodded: "I will ask the assistant team to complete the plan as soon as possible, and then implement it."

"Let's do this! By the way, you have to do the finishing touches after the game, especially the gambling game. Since you raised it, don't make any trouble."

"I know my husband."

Lan Qiang didn't know yet, because they were so aggressive in the last round of the match, they had already aroused Wei Xiao's dissatisfaction.

The daily task of collecting materials when going out was formulated by a group of Shu Wang and the others, and was communicated to all corners of the base the next day.

Added daily tasks.

Except for soldiers and slaves, everyone on the base can go out to collect supplies to enrich the base's material supermarket after work. According to the quantity, quality, importance and other factors of the materials, corresponding points will be given.

The slaves don't say anything. They only have the right to evaluate at the base, and the rest are deprived, and the fighters are obviously targeted.

They also go out every day to collect supplies, and it is mandatory.

Not only is there no points at all, if each team fails to complete the collection mission of the day, they will also be punished, which is very harsh.

In addition to releasing new tasks, Shu Wang also developed a collective activity.

During the evaluation period of the base every three months in the future, there will be a competitive activity for all citizens, except for slaves.

The activity is divided into four levels: newcomers, beloved, elites, and management. The strength of each level is contested. The top ten will be awarded with points,

From the first to the tenth, the reward points are 1000, 900, 800... and so on.

When the announcement was posted, no one was happiest than the two groups of newcomers and beloved ones. As for the elite and the management, the latter does not matter, and the former has misery.

Why do you say that the former has hardship?

Competition!

The collective overall strength is more concentrated at the elite level.

Want to get a ranking at this stage, the entire base, except Wei Xiao, no one dared to pack a ticket, even if a strong like the Phantom joins, it may capsize in the gutter.

"The task will not be released by the master, right?"

"I doubt it is the hostess."

In Villa No. 4, Leng Chengfeng and their squadron leaders gathered together.

After reading today's announcement, they now have their own ideas.

Chen Haojie shook his head: "The task given to us must be undoubtedly by the Lord."

"How do you know?" They asked a million people curiously.

Chen Haojie did not participate in the competition yesterday, so he knew the most about Wei Xiao's face when he left.

Lifting his glasses, Chen Haojie said: "Because the Lord was angry yesterday."

"what?"

Chen Haojie's words were like a bolt from the blue to Leng Chengfeng and the others.

The Lord is angry, is it worth it?

Leng Chengfeng asked, "Because of Lao Lan and Yu Lan?"

Chen Haojie nodded.

The others were silent.

"If it is really a task issued by the Lord, I believe it is not only as simple as collecting materials." Li Cunyong said.

Everyone recovered from the silence.

Chen Haojie said: "Don't you think that we all have some excess energy?"

"How to say?"

When Li Cunyong asked, everyone else looked at Hero Chen.

Chen Haojie seriously said: "Now there are thousands of people in the base. If the master is willing to build the base, we don't need us at all. Then, without fighting, what else can we do besides training?"

"Military strategist, what do you mean, the Lord told us to go out to collect supplies, but in fact he told us to go out to train?" Long Ba guessed.

"Yes. Our combat team controls the best weapons and equipment in the base, and the remuneration is very high. It is impossible for the Lord to let us sit idle and do nothing."

"We have training every day, okay?" Fu million said.

"The ancients talked about soldiers on paper, but the actual combat was a mess. Don't you think our training at the base is similar? Base training is just to increase our basic abilities. The way to truly gain strong strength is actual combat. From the main point of view, the search for materials may only be incidental. , The real purpose is to let us conduct more on-the-spot operations."

"Then, that can't help but give points?"

"I think you are in the eyes of money. We are fighters. The Lord is delicious and delicious to support us. Do you still want points? Should I ask the Lord to talk about your dissatisfaction?" Just in case.

Pay million shook his head quickly, and said with a smile: "It's no longer necessary. For the Lord's decision, I will pay a million for my full support."

"Now that you understand the Lord's intentions, let's go and prepare! From now on, let one or two teams go out to collect supplies. Anyway, there are not many. In addition to being careful of zombies, the master's requirements for supplies are 100 people a day. The two teams are completely capable of doing the job." Tong Qian said.

"Well, tell me about Lao Lan's squadron." Chen Haojie reminded.

Leng Chengfeng stood up.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing?"

"I'll tell Xiao Qi, I'm afraid they don't know the Lord's intention." After speaking, Leng Chengfeng slowly left Villa No. 4 without stopping.

"Heh! The opposite **** is inhuman." Fu million despised.

The others just smiled and left the villa one after another.

Pay a million to return to his room.

"The meeting is over?" Zhang Zimei greeted her with a gentle expression on her face.

Pay million smiled suddenly.

"It's over, you make a meal at home. I'm going to talk to my team leaders to convey some tasks. I guess I can have dinner when I come back."

"Well, come back early."

Pay million held Zhang Zimei tenderly, and kissed her on the cheek.

"It won't be long."

"Wait, husband."

When he paid a million for a coat and was about to leave, Zhang Zimei stopped him.

"Is there anything else?"

Zhang Zimei asked with a smile but a smile: "My husband, yesterday I heard people say that you value brotherhood more than anything else, even more than your wife. I don't believe what they said, so I want you to tell me in your heart. , Which one is most important to you?"

Damn, who chews the tongue?

Pay million inner MMP, but there is no hesitation on his face.

"Of course the wife is important. Those who say that brothers are like siblings and wives are like clothes are hypocritical, and those who live with him are wives, not brothers. In my heart, the wife is the biggest." Fu Wanwan said with a flattering smile.

Zhang Zimei's face was full of smiles.

"My husband is the best, you go! I'm fine."

"Remember, you are always the first in my heart. Don't listen to the nonsense of those outside. I paid a million and I was famous for loving my wife."

"Well, I only believe what my husband said."

"So good!"

I kissed Zhang Zi again and left the room in relief after paying a million.

Outside the door, Fu million secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face gloomy.

"Don't let me know who told Zimei, otherwise, see if I can't kill you, hum!" He snorted proudly and left the villa with a million strides.