It was a rare sunny day. Ye Zhou sat outside the supermarket to bask in the sun. In front of him was a small wooden table with tea and snacks on it.
Cao'er's mother brought out a recliner from somewhere, and Ye Zhou lay on it, wearing sunglasses. He felt drowsy after sunbathing for a while.
Ye Zhou was very satisfied with this long vacation. The closure of the supermarket did not have any impact on the base. After all, the whole supermarket was thriving now. Everyone was busy. They were busy looking for jobs and going to work. What's more, even if they wanted to shop, there were no tortillas.
Apart from tortillas, the only supplies that could be exchanged in the Sunset Base were guns.
And all those that could be replaced had been replaced by Yang Guoqin.
Now the armory of Luoyang Base is empty.
The entire base was emptied by Ye Zhou - but this cannot be blamed on him, the root cause is that the base is too poor.
When Chen Gang came to find him, Ye Zhou didn't expect that Chen Gang's family would have such an idea. After all, the base is developing in a good direction now, and there is no need to abandon such a life and go to work in an unknown place with him.
What's more, it's a family, and they have to take the elderly and children with them. How much determination does it take?
Chen Gang did not come empty-handed. He brought a box of homemade snacks, including glutinous rice cakes, pumpkin cakes, and salted peanuts. They are made by hand and there is always a sense of thoughtfulness.
Ye Zhou looked at Chen Gang's face.
Chen Gang lowered his head. Ye Zhou sighed, "Why do you want to go with me? At least give me a reason that I can believe."
Chen Gang hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "My parents and parents-in-law are not in good health. My wife said that if I go to the supermarket, my health may get better and I will be free of illness and disaster."
"They are actually only in their 50s today. Before the apocalypse, they would still be considered middle-aged, not old." Chen Gang explained anxiously, "They don't ask for wages, and they can do a lot of work normally."
Ye Zhou frowned: "Salary doesn't matter."
After all, with two adults working for him, it is not difficult to take care of the elderly and children. After all, food is cheap in the supermarket, so just buy fewer snacks.
"The main thing is that your two children won't go to school in the future?" Ye Zhou felt that Chen Gang and Qian Lan were not very smart as parents.
Ye Zhou did not mention to them that time does not flow when doing business.
This is actually not a good thing. It may be good for middle-aged men and women and the elderly, but for children, it means they can never grow up.
The children in the supermarket now will have to be sent back to Daliang Dynasty after a period of time.
We cannot deprive them of the opportunity to grow up.
Chen Gang exclaimed, "Ah!" and said in bewilderment, "The base school now only teaches literacy and basic math."
In his opinion, this level of knowledge can be imparted through parental teaching.
In the past, the base lacked teachers, and ordinary children had no chance to receive education. What’s more, the base needed more labor, not intellectuals and scientists. They would train, but not in a broad-based manner.
Basically, only a small number of children of highly educated people can receive high-end education.
It is unfair, and not without complaints, but everyone can understand it.
Because social resources are no longer sufficient to support everyone to receive equal education, but human society needs highly knowledgeable people such as scientists, so resources have to be tilted.
Chen Gang is not a scientist, so his daughter is destined to have no education. She can graduate as long as she can recognize common characters and have no problem with addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. In the future, she will either work in a factory or become a female soldier.
After Chen Gang said this, Ye Zhou was silent for a long while.
Although he could understand the base's approach, he also felt that this kind of resource allocation was infuriating.
But Ye Zhou still said: "There is another problem, that is, the supermarket can no longer accommodate people."
What Ye Zhou hopes most now is that there will be an option in the system to build employee dormitories - the warehouse is large, but it can't always be empty of goods, and there is a time lag in the receipt of goods in the system, and the incoming goods also appear in the warehouse.
There is still a lot of inventory in the warehouse, and Wu Yan and his team have much less room to move around.
"Well, there are too many people in your family now. If you can find a way to build a staff dormitory before I leave, please come over." Ye Zhou shrugged and sighed helplessly.
Supermarkets are very short of staff now. More than ten employees may seem like a lot, but for a large supermarket, it is barely enough to cover the number of employees in two or three areas.
In the past, we were able to survive during busy times, almost entirely relying on the personal will of our employees.
Originally, Zou Ming and his friends were not supposed to work in the supermarket, but they were drafted by Ye Zhou and were able to hold on.
Ye Zhou now has some capital in his hands, and he really wants to hire some people. If the next plane is also busy, then that person will not be hired in vain.
If the next dimension is like the Daliang Dynasty with few customers, then terminate the contract, pay compensation and send the person back.
In short, he no longer has to worry as much as before.
Chen Gang thought Ye Zhou was rejecting him politely, so he said "hmm" awkwardly and didn't try to get it anymore.
Looking at Chen Gang's leaving back, Ye Zhou also sighed.
In the past, he was worried that if he invited too many people, each of them would have their own ulterior motives and might endanger his safety.
After all, people's hearts are hidden.
But now he was no longer afraid of that, and he had money in his hands, but he was stuck in the staff dormitory - and to be honest, he didn't want to live in the lounge anymore.
The purpose of the lounge is to provide him with a place to take a nap when he works overtime, not to live in.
Ye Zhou wanted a living room, kitchen, balcony and bathroom.
"What did you say? Didn't you let them stay?" Sarah came out of the supermarket. She sat next to Ye Zhou, pushed him into the recliner, and ate a bag of spicy potato chips. "He did a good job."
Ye Zhou: "He wanted to bring his family with him, but his family was too large and there was no place to live."
Ye Zhou sighed: "I can't ask someone to stop taking care of the elderly and children and just work for me by themselves. That's too outrageous."
And if they only recruit single men, Ye Zhou would not feel at ease.
Once a person who has no scruples has a bad intention, it is difficult to give up the idea. After all, he has nothing to lose, so why not take a gamble?
Ye Zhou doesn't think that all single men are bad people, but for his own safety, he would rather miss a few good employees than ask for trouble.
"It would be best if the couple only took care of the child." Ye Zhou half sat up and reached out to take the water cup. "But let them abandon the elderly in the base? I can't say that. By the way, can the system repair the staff dormitory?"
Sarah hesitated for a moment: "It seems possible? I've seen it before, but how can it be unlocked?"
"You don't have any hints right now, which means that the lock cannot be unlocked for the time being, at least not in this plane."
Sarah finished a bag of potato chips, took out two chili peppers from her bag, turned around and asked Ye Zhou: "Do you want to eat?"
When Ye Zhou saw the bright red pepper, he began to drool uncontrollably. He quickly shook his head: "No."
Sarah threw one into her mouth: "When are we leaving?"
Ye Zhou: "Tonight, the noise won't be that loud at night."
"Boss." Several half-grown children came out from the corner. They brought gifts with them. Although they were things from the supermarket and they knew Ye Zhou didn't need them, they really didn't have anything to give away, so they could only bring these.
Ye Zhou smiled at them, feeling a little worried.
Half-grown children couldn't even be registered as employees, even if he wanted to take them away.
They are all orphans and have no adult relatives, so they can't take advantage of any loopholes even if they want to.
These kids didn't come to ask Ye Zhou to take them away, but to ask if Ye Zhou could take Feng Ling away.
"Feng Ling is an adult." They were afraid that Ye Zhou would not agree, so they looked at him with pleading eyes, "She just has some heart problems, but she doesn't usually get sick."
Ye Zhou was somewhat helpless: "How did you know this?"
The half-grown children looked at each other, but they knew they couldn't hide the truth by lying, so they could only say, "We heard Aunt Qian and Sister Cao'er talking."
They are not stupid, they will understand it after a little thought.
Compared to them, Cao'er was in much better health. Although she looked so thin, whenever she was tired, she could immediately feel full of energy after eating something. She was stronger than them and had no headaches or fevers at all.
The fact that a supermarket can produce a photon cannon proves that it must be extraordinary.
Could it be normal to keep people free from disease and disaster?
The children did not expect that everyone could go, and they did not want to leave the base. They did not yearn for the outside world, but they thought that Feng Ling should strive for it.
If she stayed in the base, she would definitely not live long.
Ye Zhou did not refuse outright: "Feng Ling is not yet an adult, right?"
When the children saw that something was going on, they immediately said, "She's an adult now! She turned 15 yesterday!"
Ye Zhou was stunned. It suddenly occurred to him that fifteen is considered an adult here. Can the system's calculation of adulthood be adjusted according to the plane, or should it be strictly based on eighteen years old?
"I can't answer you now. Please ask Feng Ling to come to me herself before 3pm."
The children all breathed a sigh of relief and put down the fruit snacks they were carrying before leaving.
"I guess he came here without telling Feng Ling." Ye Zhou said to Sarah, "He was afraid that I would refuse, so he came here to test the waters."
Sarah said to Ye Zhou a little: "Feng Ling can do it."
Ye Zhou was stunned: "You have only seen her once."
Sarah said seriously: "Once is enough. You don't need time to figure out some people's temperaments before you can see them."
Ye Zhou smiled: "Really? Then what is her temperament?"
Sarah leaned back, her back resting on Ye Zhou's shoulder. She didn't mind the discomfort, and said, "He's a very flexible person, not too stubborn, very smart."
After all, he is an orphan and has poor health. If he doesn't use his brain well, I don't know how much suffering he will have to endure in the process of growing up.
Whether they can grow up smoothly is a question.
"Okay, wait until she comes to me."
Although it can't accommodate a group of people, it's not a big problem for one person.
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"Would you like some milk tea?" Sarah asked Feng Ling who was sitting in the rest area in a daze.
Feng Ling looked up in confusion and exclaimed "Ah!" She rubbed her hands, unable to believe that she was actually here, and unable to believe that she was actually hired.
No matter how enthusiastically she talked with her companions before, she knew that she was a burden to them.
She needs medication for her heart disease, and once she leaves the service center, the base will no longer cover her medication and treatment expenses, and her life will become extremely difficult.
No matter how hard she worked, she could probably only make ends meet - if there was a factory willing to hire her.
As for setting up stalls? Everyone knows that it is just an illusory dream.
Who is willing to buy processed food now? There are too few people buying it, and I might not even be able to earn back the money I spend on medicine.
Feng Ling even thought that if she couldn't find a job, she would simply give up looking for one and stop taking medicine. She already had many health problems, so why should she continue to live and waste resources and become a burden to others?
But when she was dragged over by her friends and stood in front of the supermarket owner, she was ultimately unable to give up.
She nervously introduced herself to the other person - she was not stupid, she was very smart, and although the school did not teach much, she would go to the library to study on her own and borrowed a lot of books.
Judging from her educational level before the zombie virus appeared, she at least had a high school diploma.
This was the first time in Feng Ling's life that she boasted about herself. Although she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into, she still finished what she said.
She looked at her boss's expression nervously, her heart in her throat.
Although she knew that there was a high chance that she would not be hired, Feng Ling still couldn't help but fantasize about that one possible possibility.
When the young and handsome boss smiled and nodded at her, she suddenly realized that she had been hired.
The feeling at that moment was like a dream.
Feng Ling took the milk tea that Sarah handed to her, pursed her lips, and asked as if she had done something bad: "Will the boss really not lose money by hiring me? I can't do any heavy work."
She had already been hired and signed the contract, so she could finally worry about her boss.
Sarah: "Just wait until we move to another place. Cao'er was in worse health than you before."
Cao'er, who came out to get some snacks, heard Sarah mention her and leaned over to say, "I used to be so skinny that I was just a bag of bones!"
She was quite proud of it: "He's dark and thin, and looks particularly scary."
"Do you want to see pictures? My sister has taken pictures of me."
Feng Ling didn't realize that the sister Cao'er was referring to was Sarah. She didn't want to refuse her enthusiastic colleague, so she could only nod and look at the phone Cao'er handed over.
Feng Ling held the mobile phone, not knowing how to use it - touch-screen phones had long been "eliminated". Now people's demands for mobile phones are that they can make calls, send text messages, and are not easily broken.
So except for those who need to use it for work and can afford a brick-shaped cell phone, most people use walkie-talkies.
Feng Ling had heard of this kind of mobile phone, but had never used it. She held it very carefully and didn't even dare to touch it.
It was only when Sarah pulled up the photo and showed it to her that Feng Ling couldn't help but exclaimed, "So thin!"
He was just a bag of bones, with a shaky head, but he was still grinning at the camera.
But this smile does not move the audience, it only makes them feel terrified.
Cao'er thought that Feng Ling had actually entered the supermarket and was going with them tonight, so she was one of them. They would be together every day in the future, so naturally there would be no more secrets between them. So she said without hesitation, "The immortal said that the next place we are going to is called Minzil Continent. What a strange name."
"Is it the land called Minzil or the country on the land called Minzil?" Cao'er couldn't figure it out. She handed Feng Ling a jelly and said generously, "Take it. It's my treat."
After Feng Ling finished, she said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you."
Sarah: "I think the land is called Minzil. Maybe it was once the name of a dynasty. When the dynasty fell, it became the name of the land."
Feng Ling was confused and had no idea what they were talking about, but she was able to grasp one of the words. However, she did not dare to interrupt Cao'er. She waited until Cao'er stopped talking before she asked, "Did you just say immortal?"
Immortal?
Is it a god?
Cao'er nodded: "Yes, the boss is a god. He can travel through countless small worlds. The world you are in is just one of the countless small worlds. There are three thousand worlds! Maybe even more than three thousand."
Cao'er pointed at herself and said, "The little world I'm in is different from yours. There are no monsters from outside."
"But there are no houses that tall," Cao'er said, "nor are there any two-wheeled vehicles."
Sarah reminded: "That's called a bicycle."
Cao'er nodded.
Feng Ling was skeptical: "Are you from ancient times?"
After Sarah's popular science, Cao'er understood the meaning of modern and ancient times, so she said confidently: "In our case, that's modern times! We are not a small world, so we can't follow your calculations."
Feng Ling: “…”
That makes sense.
Sarah saw that the vaccination she had given Feng Ling was enough, so she patted Feng Ling on the shoulder and said, "We're leaving tonight, so you'd better not sleep all night. You should know that when we first came here, we fell directly on the face of a zombie, right?"
Feng Ling shook her head stiffly.
Sarah blinked. "...Oh, right. I forgot. Yang Guoqin seems to have ordered that this matter should not be spread. Anyway, if we are lucky, there will be no danger where we land. If we are unlucky, we may run into danger head-on."
Sarah: "You will have to learn a lot of things in the future, not only how to work in a supermarket, but also how to shoot a gun."
"The treatment in the supermarket is not bad. If you like reading, the boss can even search for online courses for you. As long as you complete the work you are supposed to do, it will be fine."
"You can't go back on your word after signing the contract. Your boss should have told you that if you want to resign, you need to give us a month's notice." Sala looked at Feng Ling after she finished speaking. "Do you have any other questions?"
Feng Ling opened her mouth but asked a completely unrelated question. She whispered, "Little sister, how old are you?"
This serious look doesn't look like a child imitating an adult at all. It's not cute, but just makes people's scalp tingle.
Cao'er: "My sister is over 400 years old. She is a monster."
Feng Ling blinked.
Is she in a mental hospital?
I haven’t heard my friends talk about the mental problems of supermarket employees before!
Feng Ling didn't dare to provoke Cao'er and Sarah, but she pressed her body against the wall, as if she could run away if anything went wrong.
"Let's go." Sarah took Cao'er's hand, and the two of them didn't look at Feng Ling again, leaving her space and time to slowly digest what she had just done.
Feng Ling thought this place was very strange.
And no one had told her it was so strange here.
After Cao'er and Sarah left, Feng Ling hurried towards the supermarket door - but she stood in front of the door and did not push it open to go out.
What could she do after she got out? Go back and continue to be a burden to her friends?
Feng Ling stopped and her face was reflected in the glass.
His face was filled with fear and helplessness, but he gradually calmed down.
Even if they are all mentally ill, so what? Is she better than the mentally ill? She may not be able to do the work that the patients can do.
In short, now that she was here, she had no intention of going back and continuing to be a burden.
Feng Ling walked into the warehouse carrying a basin of water - she also had her own bed in the warehouse, which was surrounded by curtains on all sides made of light-blocking cloth, which also reserved a little privacy for each family.
The basin and toiletries are distributed by the supermarket, free of charge, and no points are deducted.
The warehouse is very large, and there is a unique smell of goods inside, like the smell of cardboard boxes. The elderly often clean it when they have nothing to do, so the warehouse is kept very clean.
Feng Ling didn't dare to talk to other people. She went behind the curtain but didn't sleep. She just stared at the lamp above her head.
The sound of other people chatting could be heard from outside the curtain.
“I don’t know what the next little world will look like.”
"The immortal said that there might be monsters everywhere!"
"They also said they might look like Sarah, with blond hair and blue eyes."
"Maybe red hair and green eyes, too."
"Only monsters can grow in so many colors."
"But I see the young men here also dye their hair."
"Last time I saw a young man who dyed his hair green. If his eyes weren't the same color as ours, I would have thought he was a monster."
…
Feng Ling listened to them talking and became more and more frightened - the tone of their conversation was so strange, it didn't sound like the people here at all.
Sometimes he speaks fast and with a strange accent.
She felt like Alice, except that she didn't fall into Wonderland, but into some bizarre world.
Feng Ling hugged her legs, rested her chin on her knees, and her boss's face appeared in her mind.
The boss' words seemed to ring in my ears again.
"Read the precautions carefully and don't rush to sign." The boss emphasized this several times when handing her the contract.
Feng Ling took out the copy of the contract that was under her pillow.
She didn't read the contract carefully at all - she just wanted a job and a living, not to be a burden.
What's more, her colleagues had worked in the supermarket for so long and had told her what kind of person the boss was.
He is very tolerant and not very angry, or maybe no one has ever touched his bottom line.
Although he doesn't often interact with his employees, he never fails to provide them with various benefits.
Such a person can hardly be a bad person.
Feng Ling opened the contract and looked at the notes on the second page. The first line under the heading of notes read:
[Please note: This supermarket is a plane supermarket. Employees voluntarily agree to the plane jump after signing, and can only return to the original plane after the employment contract is terminated. ]
Feng Ling's eyes widened, but before she could ponder these words, she heard a voice coming from outside the curtain: "It's about to begin!"
"Look at the window! I didn't look carefully last time!"
…
Feng Ling carefully pulled aside the curtain and looked toward the window.
If there was nothing wrong with her eyes and there was no one playing a prank outside the window.
What she saw at this moment was the scenery outside the window that kept changing in milliseconds.
Feng Ling put her hands on her face and pinched them.
Hey, it doesn’t hurt. Am I dreaming now?
"You're not squeezing hard enough." Cao'er approached with a kind look on her face, "I'll help you."
After saying that, he pinched Feng Ling's left cheek.
Before Feng Ling could say thank you, she let out a ghost-like scream.
It's not a dream.
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