Song Zhi was originally a powerful figure dominating the apocalypse, slicing zombies like vegetables and building dozens of bases. However, on the very day the apocalypse ended, she transmigrated t...
This is great news for the survivors who are wandering outside waiting in line.
"You can live here now."
Song Zhi nodded, and then she thought of something and added a sentence.
"However, Aunt Shi needs to keep a closer eye on the identity information of the guests who can check in. The base has grown in size now, and there are a lot of people coming in every day, so the chances of trouble will increase a lot."
"Of course, Boss Song, just rest assured."
Shi Shuwan waved confidently at Song Zhi. She was already familiar with all this, and she would pay attention to it herself without Song Zhi telling her.
Since she came here to live with Guo Xiong, she has been happy every day.
The job is stable and there is no need to worry about danger. I can see my husband and my son every day. Our family of three lives a happy and beautiful life.
She has long regarded the base as her home, so she will do her best to make the base better.
"Um."
Shi Shuwan is careful in her work, and Song Zhi has always been at ease.
Suddenly, she thought of something and continued.
"By the way, Aunt Shi, there's one more thing I need to trouble you with."
Shi Shuwan asked, "What?"
Song Zhi said softly, "I've decided to build a base of our own, so I need you to select some of the current residents who are willing to stay in the base."
"You don't have to rush to give me these candidates. There's just one thing: I need to observe them more carefully to make sure they have no bad intentions and truly want to stay at the base and contribute to the construction of the new base."
"I understand, Boss Song. I will pay more attention to this in the future."
Shi Shuwan nodded and agreed.
In fact, Song Zhi had the idea of building a base of his own before, but he was depressed for a while because of Shen Ling's departure.
In addition, there are more and more survivors fleeing from the south recently, and the hospital is too busy, so it has been temporarily shelved.
Now that it was brought up again, Shi Shuwan was naturally happy.
"Well, I'll be leaving first. Aunt Shi, you go ahead and get busy."
After saying what he wanted to say, Song Zhi didn't stay any longer. He said goodbye to Shi Shuwan and turned to leave.
Shi Shuwan sat back down at the hotel front desk and took out the notebook that recorded the information of each guest.
It is densely packed with information, including the resident's personality, ideas, future plans, etc.
The information was very mixed, covering all kinds of topics, but Shi Shuwan recorded it very clearly. The words were densely packed, but not messy.
This is what she learned from chatting with the residents.
The hotel is safe, but it is dangerous outside. The biggest pastime for guests on weekdays is chatting in the lounge area on the first floor of the hotel.
Shi Shuwan scribbled on the notebook and selected some candidates whom she had observed over the past few days and thought were reliable.
"Son, come and help mom for a while."
Shi Shuwan looked up and shouted to Guo Leshan who was sweeping the rest area with a broom.
"Here I come."
Guo Leshan responded immediately upon hearing the sound, quickly cleaned up the remaining area, and ran over.
Seeing Guo Leshan coming over, Shi Shuwan said, "You stay here for a while, I'll go upstairs."
She wanted to talk to these residents individually.
Guo Leshan agreed: "Yes."
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Song Zhi left the hotel and it was already dark outside.
The lights in each building light up automatically, which makes the place feel inexplicably warm.
"Looking at it this way, it does look a bit like a base."
Song Zhi held an umbrella, glanced around, and murmured softly.
Behind me is a hotel full of people, in front of me is a well-stocked supermarket, and on the other side is a brightly lit hospital. Occasionally, people pass by in a hurry.
It was still raining outside, but it seemed a little lighter than during the day.
"Boss Song?"
A familiar voice came.
Song Zhi came back to his senses, looked up and found that it was Yu Jin.
Song Zhi: "What's wrong?"
Seeing Song Zhi's serious expression, Yu Jin smiled and said, "Nothing serious. I just saw Boss Song standing in the rain in a daze, so I came over to see what was going on."
He had just finished his work at the hospital and there were no survivors who needed treatment, so he thought of going to the supermarket to buy something to eat.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked out of the hospital, I saw Song Zhi standing alone, holding an umbrella, quietly in the rain.
She was thin, with loose hair flying in the cold wind. She was obviously the leader of a base with extremely high combat power and a large amount of rare materials.
But he inexplicably saw a sense of sadness in the other person.
Would a powerful person like Boss Song also have such feelings?
"I thought of something else. Are you going to the supermarket?" Song Zhi glanced in the direction Yu Jin came from. "Let's go together."
Yu Jin responded obediently and followed Song Zhi.
"good."