The gate is blocked, so the zombies can't get out, and the survivors inside can't get out either, but it's friendly to the survivors outside.
If the zombies from the cotton mill were to swarm out, it would cause even more survivors to lose their lives.
The first thing Fang Xiyue did after getting off the bus was to sign in.
[Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in and have been granted one unlimited-refresh cotton mill.]
The cotton mill has employee dormitories, so most of the survivors are concentrated in the dormitories, while some are in the factory buildings.
The survivors in the dormitory building are doing well; they have food and drink. Although some employees have turned into zombies, they are not in danger as long as they don't go out.
But those inside the factory had a much harder time; they could only watch helplessly as the zombies surged below each day.
There is a door in the factory that connects to the cotton mill's canteen. Survivors in the early days of the apocalypse went there to transport food and ingredients, but they were all used up two days ago.
They endured hunger and stood by the window every day, looking out. They even grew to like the zombies.
They kept hoping someone would come to rescue them, but no one heard their cries.
People will die if they run out of food; some survivors have already fainted from hunger.
The arrival of Fang Xiyue and her group rekindled hope for the survivors inside the factory.
"Waaaaah, are you here to save us?"
"Thank God, someone has finally come."
"Waaah, please, please save us, please!"
The survivors were all in tears, praying incessantly, fearing that these people who had finally come would turn around and leave.
"Find a place to hide. After we kill the zombies in the yard, we will send you back to your family building. As long as you don't leave the cotton mill, you will be safe."
Zhao Liang held up a small megaphone to tell the survivors to hide.
"Okay, thank you, thank you."
The survivors in the factory nodded excitedly and then looked for places to hide.
The survivors in the nearby dormitory building also heard the noise, and they opened their windows to look out.
"Could you help us kill the zombies in the dormitory building? We can give you 50 kilograms of rice."
This is a middle-aged woman who looks very capable; she is the factory manager, Zhu Guizhi.
Fifty kilograms of rice is not something that can be used as payment casually, but Zhu Guizhi was willing to use rice as payment mainly because there was no electricity or water.
Because they were a cotton mill and feared a fire, they stipulated from the beginning that gas was not allowed, and everyone in the dormitory cooked with electricity.
Before the electricity and internet were cut off, Zhu Guizhi told everyone to make more steamed buns and other foods that could be stored for a while at home.
They were also made to fill all the water containers in their homes with water, and it was because of this food and water that they have been able to survive until now.
Even if the food is dry and doesn't taste good now, something is better than nothing.
"Yes, yes, we'll give you 50 jin of rice together."
There are so many people in the staff dormitory building, one pound from each family would be enough. The most important thing is that they have to work together. If anyone is unwilling, the others will have to contribute even more.
"Why should we give them all together? The factory manager's family definitely has more stock than us. Let her take it herself."
"If we didn't work here, we wouldn't be trapped by zombies."
One of the survivors immediately refused when she heard that she had to scoop out rice.
"What are you saying? Wasn't the rice and flour in your house also employee welfare before the apocalypse? Wasn't it paid for by the factory manager?"
"If it weren't for these employee benefits, we would have starved to death long ago. How could you say something like that?"
The survivor thought she would get support from others after she finished speaking, but instead she was criticized by everyone. She immediately became unhappy and started cursing.
The others didn't tolerate her either. She fought against dozens of people by herself, and soon she slunk away, closing the window behind her.
The zombies in the courtyard and building roared excitedly upon hearing the survivors' voices, while the zombies in the building banged on the door from which the noise was coming.
"We don't want your rice, and we won't help you kill the zombies in the dormitory. You can unite and fight those zombies yourselves."
If you don't take the first step of killing zombies, you will find it very difficult to move forward in the apocalypse.
We will clear out the zombies in the yard and the factory, and in return, we will take over the cotton mill.
Our purpose in coming here was simply to acquire the cotton mill, nothing more.
Fang Xiyue took Zhao Liang's megaphone and spoke to the survivors in the dormitory building.
Zhu Guizhi stared intently at Fang Xiyue, then looked towards the cotton mill.
This cotton mill was her life's work; she had dedicated most of her life to it, and she was unwilling to let others take it away like this.
"No, we can't give you the cotton mill, and you don't need to kill the zombies either; we'll handle that ourselves."
This is my factory, the factory where I've invested everything I have!
Zhu Guizhi shouted loudly, her expression was very bad, and she looked at Fang Xiyue and the others with the same eyes she would look at robbers.
Fang Xiyue and Jun Nanxuan exchanged a glance, and then decided that if Zhu Guizhi really refused, then she would not accept it.
I believe Company Commander Lu can understand, after all, Zhu Guizhi has real estate ownership.
However, she still made a call to Company Commander Lu.
The employees who had previously sided with Zhu Guizhi immediately objected when they heard the factory manager say that.
"The factory manager said that the power is out now and the cotton mill cannot operate at all without electricity. What are you keeping it for?"
If there's a zombie outbreak or we run out of food, we won't even be able to save our own lives, let alone talk about the factory.
"Yes, factory manager, I know you're reluctant to leave this place, and so are we all."
But this is the end of the world now. You have to face reality. There's no point in keeping this place going. The most important thing right now is to survive.
"There are so many zombies in the yard. If no one helps us clean them up, we won't even have a chance to survive."
"I've read zombie novels before. Zombies can level up later on, and then we won't have any chance to fight back."
"We must leave here immediately and go to a safer place."
“I believe the government will provide subsidies once order is restored, and then we can work together to reopen the cotton mill.”
The employees tried their best to persuade Zhu Guizhi, fearing that she would not budge.
Fang Xiyue returned after finishing her call with Company Commander Lu.
"What happened? What did Company Commander Lu say?"
Seeing that Fang Xiyue was a little unhappy, Jun Nanxuan quickly took her hand and squeezed it.
"At first, they told us to take the factory back with us, and all the employees here. These employees are all skilled workers, and taking them back will allow the cotton mill to start production immediately."
She had already used her mental power to investigate; there were over 800 survivors living here.
They took more than 800 survivors back with 40 people; who would be happy to hear that?
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