Including Qiao Xuejun, there are three people doing the registration work, and each is responsible for the registration of information of about thirty people.
Normally, it only requires registration of basic information such as name, hometown and occupation, which can be completed in about five minutes. If you encounter a particularly useful occupation that requires in-depth questions, it will take ten minutes.
I was busy for more than two hours, almost three hours, before I finally registered all one hundred people.
Qiao Xuejun was already tired from leading the animals and dragging the raft ashore today, and now her hands were so weak that they were shaking unconsciously.
She breathed a sigh of relief only after registering the last person's information.
Done.
She checked the information once more, and then stacked it with the summary of the other two people, "Then I'll go and give these to Lord Zhao?"
Shan Falcon and another soldier still needed to go to the cabin to check other supplies. When Shan Falcon heard what Qiao Xuejun said, he nodded and said, "That's great. The captain said to report to him, but he should still be counting the guns downstairs. Teacher Qiao, just go to room 101 to find him. The captain has already told you."
Qiao Xuejun nodded: "Okay, I'll go over there."
Room 101 was where the captain lived before. It must be empty now, after all, the captain is gone.
Zhao Xian chose this room because he probably wanted to see if there was anything else in the room later. After all, the captain seemed to be the type who knew how to enjoy life and would definitely leave some good things in his room.
Also because they had too few people, Zhao Yun and Professor An were at the helm in the captain's room, four soldiers were on duty at the front and back of the deck, and two were at registration.
Zhao Xian and Ren Wangwang are counting the weapons in the arsenal.
This uses up all the people.
If she hadn't come to help with the registration, Shan Shun and the others would definitely not be able to finish it in three hours.
Qiao Xuejun walked towards Guest Room 101. As everyone was in the cabin restaurant, there was no one in the rooms downstairs. It was quite warm inside Guest Room 101. She didn't know how the ship kept warm.
It looked like the windows on all four sides were wrapped in thick quilts, and no wind could get through.
The room is also divided into small rooms, a bedroom, a guest room, and another room at the innermost, which is an office room with a table and benches.
Zhao Xian was indeed not there.
After entering the room, Qiao Xuejun walked around, visited the internal facilities, then sat down on the office chair, put the information registration notebook on the table, and waited for Zhao Xian to come back.
But maybe it was because the room was not ventilated and too warm, or maybe she was really too tired and exhausted, Qiao Xuejun soon became drowsy and could not help but close her eyes and lie on the table to rest and doze off.
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Fu Wu brought Zhao Xian, the great lord of the first base, to the armory in the cabin where strategic materials were stored, and next to it was the grain warehouse.
After she brought Zhao Xian there, she stood nervously aside, waiting for Zhao Xian to speak. She felt very uneasy.
She was very beautiful, and Captain Great White Shark had taken a fancy to her beauty. She had no choice but to seize the opportunity to survive, and she didn't want to die. She didn't feel that she was cheap, nor did she feel that she was shameful.
Just living, if fate can only let her live like this, what else can she do? Others look down on her, but she will never look down on herself.
Having said that, she also knew that many people just looked down on her. When Jaws was not around, some men would come to her secretly and ask her to make an offer.
She was a little worried that the people in the First Base were also like this. The man's idea was that if she had done this kind of livelihood once, she would do it for the rest of her life.
Never cared that she didn't do it voluntarily in the first place.
Fu Wu felt a little desperate when she thought of this. She didn't want the First Base to be like this, but she didn't have much hope. She had even made preparations. It was to survive anyway, so it didn't matter who she sold it to.
Only by living... can there be hope.
"Ms. Fu. Is that all?"
Fu Wu nodded: "Yes, 31 cans totaling 605 cans. 106 boxes of dried fish totaling about 731 kilograms. ... and about 10 boxes of fragmentation grenades... That's about it. The specifics need to be counted again."
Hearing Fu Wu's fluent report, Zhao Xian looked at her and asked, "Excuse me, how did Miss Fu make a living before the natural disaster?"
Fu Wu was stunned for a moment, then answered carefully: "I'm an accounting major."
These data were secretly calculated by herself when she was on the Great White Shark boat.
She majored in accounting, but it was of little use to her at the end of the world, especially on this ship, with only 96 people, and not much to do. Moreover, the captain did not trust her and did not let her touch many things, let alone the accounts, so her major was even more useless.
Zhao Xian nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble Accountant Fu to help count the two warehouses."
Upon hearing this, Fu Wu looked at Zhao Xian in disbelief: "You mean, I can use my accounting skills to help you count?"
Zhao Xian: "There is a reward. In addition to military rations, we can also provide lighting equipment, candles or flashlights, you choose."
Fu Wu was a little dazed.
Really, that's what she understood... They didn't take her to bed like Captain Great White Shark, but let her use her accounting skills and even got paid... Was this a dream? Just a temporary use, or was it real?
Fu Wu bit her lip and felt the pain. No matter what, she wanted to seize this opportunity, so she immediately agreed: "Okay, I can."
Zhao Xian: "Let's start by counting the guns and ammunition."
There were a lot of things and they had to count them from beginning to end.
In the warehouse in the cabin that was specifically used to store food and artillery supplies, Zhao Xian followed Ren Wangwang in repeatedly counting the items, while Fu Wu next to him was also carefully recording all the data.
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It took almost four hours to clear everything.
"Thank you, Accountant Fu." Zhao Xian put away the register in his hand and said, "We will continue tomorrow."
I gave a rough idea today, and the data is similar to what Fu Wu provided before. I need to verify it again tomorrow.
Fu Wu nodded, still a little too excited to sleep, but Zhao Xian gave the order, so she didn't say anything extra, just nodded: "I will definitely come on time tomorrow."
Her tone was filled with excitement.
She almost thought that her life was over, but she didn't expect that the First Base would arrive and save her and other survivors from Captain Great White Shark.
And it seemed that he did not covet her body and appearance. The lord of the first base did not even look at her face and figure. He just repeatedly checked those immovable numbers with her.
She hadn't felt this feeling for a long time, the feeling of living by one's own abilities.
Since the natural disaster until today, she has used the skills she has always had.
Moreover, the soldiers of the First Base did not look down on her because of what happened before. After learning that she was a professional accountant, the lord and another soldier even respectfully called her Fu Hui!
He also asked her to come again tomorrow to carry out the remaining statistical work.
They affirmed her work.
There is nothing more joyful than this.
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