Chapter 632 Being poor is not shameful

After settling Ling Ran and the others into their accommodations, Feng Ming left.

After the great battle, there were still many things to do, such as cleaning up the battlefield and treating the wounded.

He also needs to calculate how to give all the crystal cores to the adults.

Seven or eight out of ten zombies were killed by the adult and her companions; the rest were considered a thank-you gift for the adult.

Although adults may not appreciate it, when you want to thank someone, you shouldn't look at what the adults want, but rather what Feng Ming has to offer.

The crystal core is probably the most precious thing in their lost city.

They rushed to the city gate, where the uninjured survivors were still digging for crystal cores. The emergency lights on the city wall were still on, and bonfires had been lit around the area to keep everyone warm.

Feng Ming found Xiao Huang, who was handling some matters, and asked him about the situation. Xiao Huang looked at the paper in his hand and reported: "The death toll is 1,020, of which 783 are ordinary people and the rest are people with superpowers. The number of injured is 2,320, of which 456 are seriously injured. They are being treated and their lives should be saved."

"That's good."

Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "How's the crystal core mining going?"

"Not so fast, we'll have to stay up all night digging."

"Um."

Otherwise, if the snow covers it, or if a small team or wild beast happens to pass by at night and eats the crystal core, then it's all over.

With so many people at the base, taking turns mining crystal cores overnight is not a problem at all.

"I will pack these crystal cores in batches and send them to the adults later."

Xiao Huang paused for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, our base has nothing, these are just a token of our appreciation."

That's what I think.

Feng Ming patted Xiao Huang's arm as he spoke: "You keep an eye on things here. I'll go check on the wounded. Also, tell the sentries to be on high alert and keep a close eye on things. With all this commotion here, we don't want a second wave of zombies to come."

"I know."

"I trust you to handle things."

After saying that, Feng Ming left to visit the wounded.

On the other side.

Ling Ran and the others were allocated five adjacent bungalows.

The bungalows here don't have many rooms, at most two rooms plus a kitchen and a toilet, since families in the apocalypse have very few members.

Therefore, the houses built were either one-bedroom or two-bedroom, so Ling Ran and the others had to live separately.

The house has been cleaned and tidied up, and there's firewood burning in the kitchen, so the kang (heated brick bed) is warm.

Su Yimo shared a room with Liu Xiuping, thus enjoying the perk of sharing a room with Ling Ran. Zhuzhu also slept in their room.

Anyway, Zhuzhu is a dog, so we can just build her a kennel on the ground.

Right now, in the main room.

Ling Ran sat there drinking a hot beverage. Pei Xiu and Liu Xiuping were planting vegetables in the yard. Zhou Hang wanted to help water the plants, but as soon as he used his water-based superpower, he was frozen solid.

"I guess I can say I have ice-type superpowers now," Zhou Hang joked to himself.

Since arriving in Ning Province, as long as his superpower isn't a large waterfall or water column, any other superpower with a small water flow will freeze into ice within two seconds of being unleashed.

Pei Xiu, standing nearby, complained, "Don't water them anymore, or they'll spoil from the cold."

Zhou Hang: "..."

He wants to go back to Shanxi Province.

There is an extreme shortage of water there.

Water-based ability users are a treasure.

After finishing her hot drink, Ling Ran called out, "It's getting late, go to sleep early, don't disturb me."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiuping quickly stood up: "Then I'll do it tomorrow. Young Master, aren't you going back?"

"Let's go back."

Pei Xiu continued what he was doing: "I'll finish this batch of vegetables soon."

Ling Ran ignored him and went back to her room to sleep.

The next morning.

Around 10 o'clock, Ling Ran was curled up on the sofa in the main room. Everyone else had finished breakfast and gone to the base, leaving only Liu Xiuping and Zhuzhu by her side.

Liu Xiuping was tending to the vegetables in the yard when she saw the open gate. Feng Ming and Xiao Huang arrived, carrying several cloth bags.

"Hello comrade, is the officer here?" Feng Ming asked.

"It's in the main room."

Feng Ming looked up and saw that the door to the main room was not closed. Upon closer inspection, he saw the adults curled up on the sofa, with a huge, fat, and obedient husky lying at their feet.

They don't destroy the house, though.

Feng Ming thought to himself as he looked at the intact sofa.

Good morning, sir.

Feng Ming and Xiao Huang walked in while he was talking.

Ling Ran nodded: "Sit wherever you like."

Feng Ming sat down, with Xiao Huang standing behind him. He reached out to Xiao Huang, took the several cloth bags, and placed them on the coffee table: "Sir, these are the crystal cores from yesterday's zombies. They're all here, and the crystal cores of each level have been sorted and packaged. Please count them, sir."

"Did you distribute the crystal cores you killed?"

"No," Feng Ming explained with a smile, "Without you yesterday, we wouldn't have survived to mine this crystal core, so it's rightfully yours. It's also a small token of our appreciation. The base is too poor; we don't have anything else to offer as thanks."

Feng Ming thought that in front of adults, one should not try to make empty promises or play tricks; being honest is the best approach.

Being poor is not shameful.

It's shameful to be both poor and pretentious.

Ling Ran sensed that the bag was divided into three portions, containing level three, four, and five crystal cores respectively. She took the level four and five crystal cores and left the remaining bag of level three crystal cores on the table.

"Keep this bag of crystal cores."

"My lord, this crystal core..."

A level 3 crystal core can easily cost tens of thousands.

"Take it, I won't take advantage of anyone."

Feng Ming said gratefully, "Thank you, sir. Please feel free to give us any orders you may have in the future."

"There really is one."

"Please speak, sir."

"I need to go somewhere tomorrow, can you send some people over to help me?"

Feng Ming was somewhat puzzled.

Where do I need to bring someone with me?

After all, with adults around, the tens of thousands of zombies from yesterday were no problem.

However, Feng Ming didn't dwell on it and readily agreed: "Okay, how many people do you need, sir? Are there any requirements regarding the type and level of their abilities?"

"Send ten level-five ability users."

"Are ten enough?"

"That's enough. Let them do odd jobs." Ling Ran said, glancing at Feng Ming. "You need to find people you trust."

Feng Ming nodded and said, "Of course, if you're working for an official, you have to be of impeccable character."

And you need someone who knows how to handle things.

Otherwise, they might be like a block of wood, unable to understand what adults tell them to do, which would be disastrous.

After saying that, Feng Ming added, "Will you be having lunch at the canteen, sir? I'll have someone arrange a private room for you."

"No, thank you. I don't want to eat sweet potatoes, potatoes, or cabbage anymore."

"..."

Feng Ming was stabbed in the chest.

Actually, he didn't want to eat sweet potatoes, potatoes, or cabbage anymore.

Seriously, his mouth was practically watering at the thought of meat; he really wanted some. He hadn't dared to touch the chicken from yesterday.

I'll use this crystal core to build up a level seven ability user. I'm definitely going to go up the mountain and catch some meat to eat.

"If there's nothing else, then I'll be taking my leave, sir."

After finishing his sentence, Feng Ming took his leave.