Chapter 51 Recruitment
The funeral service provider nodded in agreement: "That's a good rule."
Fatty, not-so-thin, looked at the cute yellow duck head on the canvas-like bag and couldn't resist pinching it: "Brother, why is everyone scrambling for this bag? Is it for your daughter? How many coins did it cost?"
The bald man touched his bald head, thinking that shaving his head makes him look older: "What? Do I look that old? It's my own thing."
The group of people handling the funeral service were speechless, glancing upwards; this style just didn't suit them.
The bald guy was happy to have snagged the duck bun, so he didn't pay attention to the others' attitudes and just kept recommending it to himself.
"Haha, this is a 50-slot backpack. When we go out to collect supplies later, we can bring back a lot of things. At least we don't have to worry about clothing and supplies and wasting other supplies."
"Building a log cabin is just around the corner! Hahaha."
After finishing his sentence, the bald man ignored the blank stares of the funeral crew and ran straight to the mission hall.
The group of people at the funeral parlor exclaimed in unison, "Backpacks!"
The fat man, who was not thin, was agile and rushed over to squeeze in, only to find that Fan Letao had suddenly announced that the goods were sold out.
"Hey everyone, come back tomorrow. Our shop collects materials such as rags, spider silk, fire grass, cotton and linen, as well as a small amount of iron blocks and machine parts."
"Please check the small blackboard at the entrance and the Boutique Mission Panel in the Mission Hall for price and quantity details."
After Fan Letao finished speaking, he closed the door and refused to see any more guests. The crowded people sighed and left.
"I'll come to line up early tomorrow, as soon as it's light."
"Even if I have to fight tonight, I'll fight off sleepiness to come and buy it before going back to sleep."
"Oh dear, the first person to buy it was making such a racket, attracting so many people all at once, and I still couldn't get one."
The fat man, not thin, took a few steps forward as the crowd dispersed and saw the small blackboard.
"Buying 0/100 rags, 2 coins per pack!"
"Buying spider silk 0/200, 4 coins/piece!"
...
The fat man's eyes brightened with every line he read; the price was fantastic.
The Peach Blossom Base manager buys rags almost by weight, with 10 rags costing only 1 coin. Compared to the White Moon Base, it's outrageous.
"You came to the right place. The price is high. I still have rags in my backpack."
"Hey, we need to hurry and turn in the quest. It's the quest hall, right? Hurry up, hurry up, or we'll miss out..."
The group of people involved in the funeral service were in high spirits. The confusion they felt when they arrived vanished, and their hearts were filled with hope for the future.
As Liu Yefei watched the group depart, the sorrow in her heart did not dissipate. If her hand had not been broken, she would surely be very happy.
“Darling, your dad and I can just scavenge for things near the space station. If there’s any danger, we’ll just run away… It just means we’ll fight fewer monsters.”
"That's right, sweetheart, there's always a way out. Let's ask around here; maybe there are other solutions."
Willow Leaf Flying Knife managed a weak smile. Mom and Dad don't play games much and don't have a clear understanding of danger. This is not as simple as it sounds.
Squeak—!
The three looked up and saw Fan Letao walking out of the wooden door with an umbrella, holding a pen and quickly writing a few lines on the small blackboard before heading towards the mission hall.
With her sharp eyesight, Liu Yefei spotted the words "job posting" at a glance. Incredulously, she quickly stepped forward and read out the words word by word.
"We are hiring two people. The job involves processing documents. The workday is 6 hours, with 2 days off on weekends. The daily pay is..."
Liu Yefei turned around and shouted, "Boss Fan, we want to apply!"
Fan Letao turned around in surprise and walked up to the three people: "Are you three applying for the job?"
Handling materials is a very tedious job, and this young woman looks like she has an injured hand... but there's no need to do such a simple job that doesn't offer any advancement.
"To be precise, it was my mom and dad who applied."
Willow Leaf Flying Knife's mother and father also saw what was written on the blackboard. They nodded excitedly and pointed at their husband and wife as they spoke.
"Yes, yes, the two of us are applying."
"Yes, yes, the two of us, the two of us."
Fan Letao nodded. Anyway, this job would require teaching anyone from scratch, so she didn't ask the two of them if they had any experience.
"Then you can stay on the first floor, but... it can barely accommodate two people. Report for duty at 8 a.m. tomorrow."
Liu Yefei watched the shop owner enter, then said to his mother and father, "It's okay, I'm going to rest in the mission hall and see if I can get some medicine."
She knows her mother and father best, and when it came to changing the dressing, neither of them objected anymore.
"We'll rest in the mission hall tonight and start work tomorrow. Let's go, let's go together."
Having found jobs and secured stable incomes, the three of them relaxed and felt hopeful again.
Even among the residents of White Moon Base, many do not yet have wooden houses to live in, so the mission hall must be very crowded.
Willow Leaf Flying Dagger knew this fact in her heart, but now that there was good news, she didn't want to spoil the mood.
The shrimp in the mission lobby isn't blind; it just so happens to be one of those who haven't built a wooden house yet.
Pipi Shrimp, not being blind, was envious of the family of three next to him who had collected enough materials and happily squeezed out of the mission hall, finally having their own home in the rainy weather.
The mother of the shrimp, nicknamed "A Butcher's Knife," comforted her daughter, saying, "It's okay, we can sell more porridge after the rain stops."
[Twenty wooden cabins are now available for rent at the White Moon Base; residents can choose to rent them.]
"Sigh, it's true, even a child in a family can find a job helping out, but what about a family of three...?"
The mantis shrimp, not being blind, covered its wide-open mouth with both hands: "Did I hear that right?"
She turned to look at the people around her, and everyone seemed to be paused, looking at her with surprise. The people who were just chatting suddenly stopped talking and even hiccuped because of their actions.
"We can rent cabins now?! I want to rent one!"
"We can sleep in the cabin tonight?!"
If the mantis shrimp weren't blind, it would immediately become clear-headed. The base currently has several hundred people, and 20 wooden houses are definitely not enough to accommodate everyone.
She grabbed her mother's hand, and with a powerful aura, she pushed her way through the crowd and out of the mission hall.
The others also realized what was happening and rushed out of the mission hall.
As soon as Willow Leaf Flying Knife and his two companions arrived at the mission hall, the people inside suddenly ran out excitedly, shouting, "Rent a cabin!"
Willow Leaf Flying Dagger: ...That notification just now!
Without thinking, she turned around and, without even having time to pull her mother and father back, quickly caught up with the people in front of her.
Beside a field of farmland with tender seedlings, rows of wooden houses were revealed as the white mist dissipated. The houses, which were dry and brand new, were soaked by rain the next moment.
The light yellow wooden planks quickly turned dark and became damp, but all of this made everyone happy and excited!
"Haha, we can really rent a log cabin now!"
"At least I don't have to squeeze into the mission lobby and smell stinky feet anymore."
"I'm renting this place; a wooden cabin can accommodate 5-10 people!"
The willow-leaf throwing knife ran towards the row of wooden houses behind. There were too many people watching the row in front, so there was no need to squeeze in.
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