Build a doomsday base, starting from the infinite supermarket.

After his howl, everyone in the corridor woke up.

Everyone was yawning, obviously not fully awake and looking very tired.

But no one had any intention of continuing to sleep. Instead, they looked at each other with ulterior motives and forced themselves to wake up quickly.

The plan is about to be implemented, and we must give it our all this time. Whether we can get food depends on this time.

"Wait and act according to my expression."

The young man looked around and gave instructions in a low voice.

Everyone nodded, looking ready.

The young man stood up, elegantly straightened his wrinkled clothes, and fixed his hairstyle.

Only when he felt almost satisfied did he slowly leave the hospital.

They can move freely here, but they have no money and don’t know what to do next, so they stay in the hospital corridor.

The young man stood at the door of the hospital. Instead of going out, he squatted behind the pillar at the door.

It's still raining outside, and the cold wind is blowing. Judging from the situation, it's almost the same here.

The pillar is very thick, which can completely block the young man's body. And from here, you can clearly see the situation in the supermarket.

It is nine o'clock in the morning, and there are occasionally people outside going to the supermarket from the hotel opposite to buy things.

Through the glass of the supermarket, the young man could see what was going on inside.

His eyes followed the boss inside and saw her pick up an umbrella, as if she was about to go out.

The young man immediately stood up, gestured to the survivors in the hospital corridor, then strode out of the hospital and walked towards the supermarket in the cold rain.

Over there, Song Zhi just stepped out of the supermarket door with an umbrella, intending to ask Shi Shuwan about the staff situation.

She saw a man kneeling in front of her.

Song Zhi reacted quickly and almost at the moment the man knelt down, he quickly took a few steps back.

"What are you doing?"

Song Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up and down at the man in front of him.

Why is he doing such a big ceremony for no reason? Judging from his appearance, he seems to be one of the survivors resting in the hospital corridor...

Song Wan held an umbrella with one hand. The rain was falling softly, forming water droplets on the umbrella, sliding heavily to the ground and breaking into several petals.

The man opposite was quickly soaked by the heavy rain, and raindrops slid down his face, making him look very embarrassed.

"Boss, I've been hungry for a long time and I don't have any money. Could you please be kind and give me something to eat?"

"Don't worry, as long as you can give me something to eat, I will do anything you ask me to do."

As the young man spoke, his eyes gradually became red and his voice was choked with sobs.

It was the first time that Song Zhi saw some pitifulness in a man.

Ah, that's not right.

Song Zhi always felt that the person in front of her was weird, but she couldn't figure out what was weird about him.

"I've said before, I only provide you with free treatment. You need money to buy accommodation and food. If you don't have money, don't waste your time here and leave early."

Song Zhi's voice was cold and contained a dignity that could not be refused.

When the young man heard the woman in front of him refuse, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

I didn't expect this person would actually refuse.

He knew that he was somewhat pretty. He had been wandering in the apocalypse for the past few years. Although he had no special powers, when he met a strong woman, he would pretend to be weak and pray for protection, just like he was doing now.

He had tried this many times and almost never failed.

So why this time...

The young man felt a little unconvinced, and raised his delicate chin, showing his smooth jawline perfectly in front of Song Zhi.

I hope it will make her heart move.

But his idea was destined not to come true.

Song Zhi didn't feel anything about his performance, but instead wondered if the man had sprained his neck.

"If you sprain your neck, you can go to the hospital and I will provide free treatment."

Although the system's task has been completed and the new task has nothing to do with treatment, it's just a sprain and it won't matter if she gets some treatment.

After hearing this, the young man looked constipated, lowered his head stiffly, and a fierce look flashed across his eyes.

Damn this woman, how dare she humiliate him like this, he will remember this.

After Song Zhi said this, he didn't want to have any more communication with this person.

Just as she was about to leave with an umbrella, a lot of people suddenly rushed out of the hospital.

Most of them moved slowly, but all of them knelt before her without exception.

Song Zhi suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Boss, please be kind and give us something to eat. I am willing to repay you for the rest of my life. Please, I kowtow to you."

"Please, please be kind."

"I fled from the south. All my relatives died on the road. Now I am the only one left. I beg the boss to take me in. I am willing to work for you for free in the future. I am willing to do any dirty or hard work."

"Wuwuwu, please be kind and save us."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. We are really at our wits' end..."

Those people were so hungry that they had little strength in their bodies, but they were howling one after another, making quite a noise.

Soon, people passing by came to watch the fun.

At this moment, no matter how stupid Song Zhi was, he could tell that this was a conspiracy.

Otherwise they wouldn't have appeared at the same time and used the same words to ask her to take them in.

So many people were begging her to take them in, begging her to take them in.

Is this an attempt to morally blackmail her?

Song Zhi glanced around coldly, his eyes full of indifference.

At this time, the young man kneeling in front saw that Song Zhi had not responded yet, so he made up his mind and continued to speak.

"Boss, you are giving us free treatment, which means you are a rare kind person in the end times. We are also desperate. Please, can you be kind and give us a way to survive..."

The young man delivered a long speech.

Although he spoke tactfully, Song Wan was able to grasp the key information from it at once.

Moral blackmail, taking advantage of the fact that they are in greater numbers and are the weaker party, they used moral blackmail on her.

but……

Why did Song Zhi suffer such humiliation? Does she really think she is a good person?

"Oh?"

Song Zhi looked at the person kneeling in front of her with a smile, her voice sounding a bit playful.

"I'll give you some food, are you willing to work like a slave for me in return?"

When everyone heard Song Zhi say this, they thought there was hope and nodded.

"Ah."

"We can do any dirty work as long as we are given something to eat."

"Yes, yes, very much."

Everyone expressed their inner thoughts one by one, fearing that it was too late and Song Zhi would think that their hearts were insincere.

The two men kneeling behind the young man looked at each other quietly.

Looking at the young man's back again, I couldn't help but feel more admiration.

I didn't expect this method to be so effective.

Although the execution is a bit cowardly, but as long as I can survive, who cares.

Everyone thought that Song Zhi had already agreed.

But unexpectedly, the next second, Song Zhi changed the subject and spoke in a cold tone.

"Alas, but unfortunately, I don't want to. Since everyone is almost well, let's leave here today."

They knelt in the rain one by one, still having the strength to resort to moral blackmail. I guess they are fully recovered now.

Now that you're well, leave.

It looked upsetting.

"what?"

"what!"

When Song Zhi said this, everyone was confused and didn't understand why Song Zhi suddenly changed his mind.

The expression of the young man in the lead became even more ferocious.

"Why are you kidding me? Didn't you just promise us?"

His voice was a little shrill, and his words were even harsher because of his urgency.