Chapter 410 Quiet
The publicity team walked into the portal, their heels landing on the hard and clean floor of the hotel, and light from all directions squeezed into their eyes.
Returning to the hotel and escaping the dark and damp environment, they should have felt relaxed, but now they all half-closed their eyes, trying their best to keep a blank expression.
"Come and rest here, and we'll set off again later."
Xia Yan sat on the sofa in the leisure area and waved, with his hands open and his eyes lazily closed.
After everyone was seated, she said lightly, "Don't worry too much. They'll think about it themselves. Maybe one day they'll take the initiative to join the base."
She just didn't believe that after having seen the scorching sun on Lidai Island, she could still hold it in there. People couldn't live without sunshine, or they would go crazy after a while.
But it was indeed a bad start.
The propaganda team was full of enthusiasm, but they were unexpectedly hit with a bucket of cold water.
After staying there for a while, Xia Yan felt that his whole body was so damp that mushrooms seemed to be growing on it, and he had to bask in the sun.
She stood up and walked outside, where the sun shone directly on her, but it was a welcome sight.
She felt as if she hadn't been in the sun for a long time. It felt really comfortable to walk in the sun. Her mood suddenly became brighter, as if she was washed by the bright light, and the unhappiness she had just felt disappeared without a trace.
Looking around, she found that there were few people in the base, including the new survivors who had disappeared. She also did not see any buildings under construction. Since the number of people in the base had skyrocketed, Chu Wanfu had been busy building buildings, expanding the territory and collecting supplies every day.
On weekdays, I could always hear people chatting in and out of the hotel to get water, and the sound of wood planing in the distance. But today, there was no sound at all, including the children playing.
Xia Yan walked over to the aunt who was dozing against the door and asked softly where everyone had gone.
"Oh, the factory has been rebuilt and they can come back for lunch at noon. Who are you looking for, boss? I can run errands for you and call someone." The auntie enthusiastically brushed the dust off her butt, her bright eyes waiting for her answer.
Xia Yan declined politely.
"Okay, if you have something to say, just ask. I have nothing to do, so I'll just treat it as a leg-walking exercise!"
She looked at the pile of fruits waiting to be sliced at the aunt's feet, smiled and nodded, indicating that she would talk about it later.
After basking in the sun, she called the publicity team again and rushed to the next address through the portal. Perhaps everything is difficult at the beginning, but it became easy afterwards. The team that had re-planned the plan carried it out very smoothly this time.
Xia Yan took out a small stool and drank some cold tea while watching the motivated team recruit survivors.
The portal is always open. Anyone who is willing to join can pass through on the spot. There is a teammate on the other side of the door who is responsible for arranging subsequent matters.
Of course, propaganda cannot be carried out in other people’s bases. Wouldn’t that be a slap in the face of the base commander?
So the propaganda point was placed at the entrance of the base so that no one could control it.
The base commander had just taken Xia Yan's supplies, and his eyes were shining as he held the food. His joy had not yet worn off when he heard that they had set up a stall. He was shocked and angry, but then he remembered something and asked his subordinates to actively cooperate with the other party's propaganda work.
Xia Yan looked at the lower-class people who walked out of the base gate tremblingly. How could he not understand what the base commander meant?
Tsk, old squid, very black.
The propaganda team followed the leader's instructions and accepted everything.
If they also look down on the elderly, the weak and the sick, these people will have no way to survive.
When several of the orders were delivered, the number of people joining the base suddenly increased dramatically. The reason was that there were many survivors living outside the base who came to seek refuge, but the base could not accommodate so many people.
For them, returning to the original place means waiting for death, and the journey to the next base is very long and requires crossing several cities. It is really dangerous. It is better to live outside the base and survive one day at a time.
"You are all kindhearted people. I am truly grateful. I have limited capacity here and lack food, and I was just having a headache when you showed up. It's truly a blessing from heaven!"
The base commander held the propaganda team leader's hand tightly with tears and snot. He cried so hard that his nose was severely blocked. He pinched his nostrils with his thumb and index finger, blew hard, and shook it off. Then he lifted one foot, wiped his fingers with the sole of his shoe, and held his hand tightly again.
Half of the team leader's body was stiff.
Xia Yan clicked his tongue and turned his head away, baring his teeth.
Fortunately, it wasn’t his own hand that was grabbed, otherwise he would have chopped it off.
In front of the base.
The base commander said: "I will send you here. You must walk the rest of the way yourself. There is a bright road ahead. It depends on whether you dare to take it. The only thing that cannot be defeated by wolves, tigers and leopards is the unbreakable strength! Do you have confidence?!"
Xia Yan: ...
Propaganda Team:...
"Ahem, open the door."
Creak, creak, creak.
Xia Yan and others were eager to escape from the embarrassing situation and walked out the door without even raising their heads.
Creak—clang!
The door is locked.
Closed so quickly?
At this moment, a series of sour and foul smells approached along with the sound of footsteps.
"They just came out! They should have food in their hands!"
"Sister, please, give me something to eat!"
"Is there any water? I'll have a drink."
"When will the city gates open? Has the base commander told us? We can't wait any longer."
"Hungry! Hungry!"
The propaganda team looked at the huge crowd rushing towards them, their hearts trembling. They turned around and hurriedly wrapped Xia Yan in the center to prevent these people from catching her.
In an instant, people were right in front of them, pairs of hands tightly grasping their clothes, their bulging eyes from hunger looked around them blankly and dazedly, and their cracked lips opened and closed, tearing into long pieces, revealing the tender flesh inside.
"Don't push! Listen to me!"
“Quiet! Quiet!!”
The loud shouts of the propaganda team were quickly drowned out by the repetitive noises like chanting, and the pockets on their clothes were searched by countless hands.
When a teammate casually picked up a piece of candy and someone took it out, it was like throwing a water bomb into boiling oil, and the situation suddenly got out of control.
"It's sugar! It's sugar!!"
"Give it to me! Give it to me now!"
"Spit it out!"
"Crack—crack, crack."
"Please, give me a small piece, just a small piece."
"Don't swallow!"
A human-shaped vortex took shape in the blink of an eye. The team, squeezed by the crowd, tried desperately to keep their footing, still shouting advice.
At this time.
The bee, turned to the maximum volume, made a high-pitched, piercing sound, and then a voice came out:
"Delivery - beep - quiet! Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
The surging crowd seemed to have suddenly pressed the mute button, and all turned their heads to look at the center of the team.
"Answer me, do you want to eat?"
Eat? Just hearing these two words can make you feel the extreme desire for food emanating from deep within your cells.
Everyone shouted with all their might: "Think!"
"Okay, as long as you follow my instructions, I guarantee that everyone of you will have a full stomach and a mouth full of oil!"
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