After cleaning up the mess, Ye Yunyi said to everyone, "Everyone, please elect three representatives to go to Heart Island with us. We will take stock of the supplies that Song Ming stole and then discuss how to distribute them. If any of you are willing to follow, you can come with us."
Everyone was overjoyed and wept with joy upon hearing that supplies would be distributed. However, since no one knew who to nominate, three people volunteered: Xiaofang, the accountant, who was most skilled at inventory management; Liu Qingguo, the man in his fifties from earlier, who used to own a restaurant and was an excellent cook, and who, being single, wouldn't have any selfish motives towards his family; and Sun Weihua, a skilled truck driver. Ye Yunyi thought these three were all good choices, each with their own strengths.
Although three people were selected, they were still worried, so at least one person from each family went to Heart Island with Ye Yunyi and the others.
They then followed Ye Yunyi to Heart Island. Ye's father and Zhao's father were guarding the opposite shore of Heart Island, with the unfortunate man's corpse still beside them.
"Dad, Uncle, did no one go in?" Ye Yunyi asked.
“We’ve been guarding this spot and no one has gone in, but the property manager, Gao Zhibing, came by. We didn’t let him in, and he left,” Mr. Ye replied.
"Yes, Gao Zhibing, how could I forget him?" Ye Yunyi murmured.
“Let’s go find him,” said some of the neighbors who had come to watch the commotion. “This opportunistic guy has really messed us up.”
"Okay, it's up to you now," Ye Yunyi said with a smile.
Ye Yunyi led her people to the other side by boat. The corpses were still lying in the same place. They checked each house and found no signs of disturbance. Indeed, no one had been there.
Some of the neighbors who came along helped to clean up the body. Led by Xiao Deng, the three elected representatives went with them to Mr. Li's warehouse to inventory the supplies.
Song Ming and his group stored the supplies in Boss Li's warehouse, which saved them the trouble of searching for them one place at a time. They handed over the task of compiling the statistics to Ye's father and Zhao's father to oversee the three of them. Ye Yunyi called Wang Zixiang, Zhao Yong, and Ye Yunjuan aside and told them about her plans.
These things happened so suddenly that Ye Yunyi didn't have time to explain them to them, but she was very grateful that they had always supported her and never had any direct opposition or conflict with her, no matter what decisions she made.
"I plan to unify the villa area, so that everyone can unite and stop fighting individually and being defeated one by one. This was also a vague idea I had when we wiped out Song Ming's gang. That's why I didn't have time to discuss it with you beforehand."
Ye Yunyi looked at them earnestly, her eyes sparkling. "There are still over 100 people in the villa area, but it's quite large. We can be self-sufficient in terms of food; we can grow crops there. There's a river and a back mountain, so basic survival isn't a problem. The only issue is management. I heard from my sister that Zhao Yong and you came from the rescue center; could you tell us about the things we need to be careful about? We don't have many supplies right now, so I want to distribute them uniformly so everyone can survive until their crops are ripe. We also need to go out and find essential supplies. Oh, and we can continue using the local area network. This is just a preliminary idea. But most importantly, Mom and Dad, and the children are all here. I don't want another wave of people like Li Biao and Song Ming to come; we're powerless to deal with them and are forced to defend ourselves repeatedly."
“Yiyi, I support your idea, but it will be difficult to implement,” Wang Zixiang said.
“Yes, sister, we were doing very well at the ambulance, but it was only because of poor management that we were destroyed by wicked people,” Ye Yunjuan said.
"Sister, you're right. For the sake of our children and parents, we should have our own power. But managing things in the apocalypse is indeed a difficult problem. The only thing I want to say is that we can't be the saviors. Everyone needs to save themselves and has to make sacrifices. Also, we need to clean up those cancerous tumors as soon as possible, otherwise one bad apple will spoil the whole bunch." Zhao Yong, as expected of someone who works in the government, said.
Before, at the ambulance, he was a passionate young man, but after the ambulance's destruction and all the hardships along the way, he and Ye Yunyi both grew up. They became kind yet sharp, decisive in their actions, willing to take responsibility but unwilling to be morally blackmailed.
"Okay, thank you. We'll definitely need to plan this carefully before implementing it, but I need your help," Ye Yunyi said.
"Sister, we will support you," Zhao Yong and Ye Yunjuan said in unison.
“Yiyi, I will support whatever you do,” Wang Zixiang said.
Ye Yunyi smiled. She knew that after making this decision, she would have to shoulder more responsibilities, and even her family would have to shoulder more responsibilities. But she really wanted a safe space that she could control, so that her family could sleep peacefully and live a happy and secure life.
She doesn't have the kind of selflessness or putting others first. She prioritizes her own family before considering the bigger picture. So, if the people in the neighborhood are peaceful, that's fine, but if anyone causes trouble, she won't be polite.
At the same time, she was also very happy to have her family by her side and their support, which gave her confidence.
Shortly after, Ye's father came over and said the count was complete, and Xiao Deng also said the bodies were piled up in the open space. At the same time, Zhao's father also gave Ye Yunyi a document, which was the homeowner information that Gao Zhibing had given to Song Ming.
Ye Yunyi called everyone to a meeting in the living room. Xiao Fang reported: "The statistics are complete. There is a small amount of meat, about 100 catties, rice and flour totaling 50 catties, oil: 10 bottles, clean water 5 cases, instant noodles, self-heating rice, etc. 5 cases, snacks 1 case, and the rest are daily necessities, toilet paper, toothpaste, shampoo, etc."
Hearing Xiaofang's report, everyone frowned. Song Ming and his group had scavenged all the food in the neighborhood; it seemed everyone was barely surviving. Ye Yunyi and the others sat in the living room, while the other neighbors who had followed them stood outside. They had also heard the commotion. Was this all the food they had?
"What should we do? We only have this much supplies," Xiao Deng asked.
"What are everyone's opinions?" Ye Yunyi asked.
After this question was asked, everyone fell silent. Everyone had their own selfish motives; they wanted their supplies back, but they only had so many. What would they do after they ran out of supplies?
But some people had ulterior motives. If the distribution was based on what they had stolen, wouldn't they be able to lie and say they had rice and flour at home? If it wasn't distributed this way, an equal distribution would be fine too, since their families hadn't had any rice for a long time, and yet there was still rice here. How long had it been since they had eaten rice?
Ye Yunyi remained patiently silent, waiting and observing their opinions and reactions. Wang Zixiang and Zhao Yong also remained silent.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "How about we divide it equally?"
As soon as he said it, many people agreed.
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