Chapter 837: Making Rules

The tunnel was silent for a moment, as if everyone was shocked by the sudden news, but more questions followed.

"Huh?"

"Is this true?"

"You said your family dug it, so it's your family dug it..."

"Just check the big data and you'll know."

This is the good thing about the end of the world. It is no longer good to copy counterfeit and shoddy products. When the cost of copying exceeds that of the original product, it is completely unnecessary. Of course, the most important reason is that everything has an electronic certificate.

Everyone pulled out their phones, reluctantly using up 2% of their batteries. They checked the official website and found out that the tunnel belonged to Jingshu. A digital photo was also included. The light shone on Jingshu's face. Chu Xixi compared the photos and gasped, "Hiss! It really is hers... and not only that..."

"What else?"

Chu Xixi continued, "There are over a thousand tunnels in total, all dug by her... Not only ours, but all the connected tunnels belong to other people."

The people in the tunnel were really upset. They had originally thought that at worst they could move to a tunnel farther away, but now that was out of the question.

Sanliang, standing nearby, was astonished. He only knew there were many tunnels along the way, but he had no idea all of them were dug by Miss Jingshu. That was incredible... What a massive undertaking! How did she accomplish that? It didn't look like an excavator had dug them, more like some kind of creature had gnawed them out.

Jingshu nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that these people recognized her identity. So, she deliberately asked Sanliang, "Captain Sanliang, what is the crime of breaking into someone's home and damaging their belongings?"

Sanliang cleared his throat and shouted, "According to the new law of the apocalypse, when someone trespasses on someone else's private property, the owner can take any self-defense action against them, regardless of life or death." Seeing the people immediately become as calm as quails, Sanliang continued to remind them, "It's okay to beat them to death."

These people were so frightened that they immediately took several steps back.

Jingshu felt that the groundwork had been laid and that a little scaring would be enough. The main thing was to make these people give way when they met the migrating team. Otherwise, the journey would be slow to begin with, so how long would it take?

Just as they were about to wrap up, several older women rushed out. Before they even reached Jingshu, they fell to the ground, crying, "Miss, please be kind. You're so rich, you own a few hundred tunnels, so why not give us poor, unfortunate people one or two to sleep in? It's just a simple favor for you, but you're like our adopted parents to us."

"Please, I thank you for your entire ancestry."

"Yes, sir, please be kind."

"We are very pitiful."

Jingshu's face suddenly turned cold. Was this a case of trying to be soft after all? She hated being blackmailed. "Is there a lot of money in the town hall? Can you live in the town hall building? Not only is there more money there, it's also warm. Why don't you go rob the town hall? The bank has even more money, why don't you ask them to have mercy on you?"

Someone whispered, "That's illegal."

"If you can get the bank to take pity on you and give you a place to live for free, I can do that too. Not only can I give it to you, I can even give you virtual currency." Jing Shu said, and then continued, "Okay, I can give you a place to live, but I have the following three conditions."

"First: Each person living in the tunnel must pay a management fee of 1 virtual currency per month. Those who don't want to pay don't have to stay."

Well, there are very few virtual coins left, almost the same as getting something for free, and most people have accepted it silently.

"Second: Any vehicles or people passing through from Wucheng must pack up their belongings and clear a lane to allow for them."

"Third, you must be clean and not urinate or defecate anywhere. I will select a property manager, and 30 virtual coins will be deducted from the management fee every month. They will be responsible for digging toilets, managing sanitation, coordinating and assisting the migrating team passing by, etc. If the team behind you is smoked and complains to you, then..."

"I have no objection to your first two points, but the thing about pooping..."

Do you care?

"Why build a manure pit in such a cold weather? We just do it anywhere around here..."

Seeing that everyone was very reluctant about digging toilets and cleaning pits, Jingshu said, "50 virtual coins per pit. All the Wucheng teams will take it. We can split the money."

"Hey, don't worry, we will definitely keep the tunnel clean."

"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. The key is that we are all clean people."

Even the old lady stopped crying. She was wondering how this cesspool could be sold for so much money. The smart ones had already figured out that since the Wucheng team had bought it, there were so many people in Xinlan City. Couldn't he get a lower price and resell it?

Then, Jingshu selected the ten people who were most enthusiastic about agreeing to move in to be property managers. After all, they could earn 30 virtual coins a month. Everyone was now actively packing up their things and clearing the road for the convoy to pass by.

This scene is quite similar to the scene when an Indian train passes by and vendors and pedestrians on both sides pack up their things. Not to mention, when Sanliang passed by with a convoy, it was a similar scene. People on both sides stared at the convoy with envy in their eyes, and the people in the convoy stared at the people on both sides with sighs in their eyes.

Grandma Jing couldn't bear to see this, and murmured, "When will it end? This is much worse than the disasters we had back then."

When the Hulk walked by, they completely shut down, fearing that these monsters would eat them if they disagreed...

Sanliang's voice came from the walkie-talkie. It turned out that because the tunnel was occupied, the convoy decided to spend the night in Xinlan City and give the remaining tunnels to the people walking behind.

"Xinlan is the first major city we've passed through in these days. If you've missed anything along the way, you can go there to fill in the gaps. We'll stay at the guesthouse tonight. A room costs 20 virtual coins, and hot water is 1 virtual coin per pot. We'll gather at 9 a.m. tomorrow morning to continue our journey."

Although the team brought all their belongings with them, they were still short of some daily necessities along the way. In particular, hot water would only be boiled after arriving at the destination, which was only enough for Jiang Jiang to drink. As for washing and bathing, forget it, the conditions were very difficult.

Of course, this does not include Jingshu's family. Jingshu takes a hot bath every three days.

Three miles out of the tunnel is Xinlan. The snow is not as heavy as in Wucheng, but it has not been cleared. The wheels squeak when they run over it and the car slips, making it extremely difficult to walk. But even so, everyone is in a good mood because after being squeezed for half a month, they can finally sleep in the house today.

Xinlan is an ancient and vicissitudes of life city. Now, it is full of ruins. In the gloomy weather, only a few lights and a dead atmosphere can be seen.

We arrived at the guesthouse, which was located in a building by the Yellow River.

"Look, it's the Yellow River!" Jingshu said, pointing to a vast gray area in the distance.

"Where is it? Stop the car, stop the car." Jing Ye was very excited, and Jing Shu's family was also a little excited.