Chapter 90 You’re welcome.
"Leave."
Lu Qinghe choked, sadness filling her heart. Another person she knew had died.
Shu Lan asked loudly, "Is there anyone here who can teach chemistry?"
A middle-aged man shrank back and raised his hand. Shu Lan smiled broadly, "Look, isn't this right? Teachers, I need you to teach my son in the future and give him extra material rewards as tuition. Would you do it?"
The teachers couldn't wait to answer: "Do it, do it."
"Okay, I'm just saying hello to you today. He's studying math now. I'll call you when he has time to study other subjects."
The teachers nodded happily: "Okay."
After saying hello, the meeting ended. Shu Lan went back to Zhong Mei. Su Zhen talked about setting up the Human Resources Department. Lu Qinghe listened absentmindedly, but eventually couldn't help but ask pleadingly, "Commander, Mr. Zhou was a hero who helped us get here. His family is gone. Can I go collect his body for him?"
Shu Lan looked at her strangely: "Why collect the body? He's gone, not dead."
Lu Qinghe was stunned: "Doesn't leaving mean death?"
Shu Lan was speechless. "I don't even want his special abilities. He didn't even want to teach chemistry, so I guess he wouldn't want to do anything else. I'm not his mother, so how can I spoil him? So I let him go. Literally, leave, just leave and go wherever he wants."
Zhong Mei added an explanation: "If he had no murderous intentions towards our commander, but simply did not want to obey, the commander would not kill him, but would let such a person fend for himself."
"Oh." Lu Qinghe's tears retreated. "That's fine. His legs are on his body. If he wants to leave, then let him leave. Let's continue. What other talents do we need to find?"
After finishing the personnel work, the person in front of Shu Lan changed to Lu Xingyao: "From now on, you will be my deputy commander."
Lu Xingyao repeated in surprise: "I'm the deputy commander?"
Shu Lan raised her eyebrows: "Why, do you insist on being the official one?"
"No, of course I didn't think that. I just felt very surprised."
In TV dramas, the first step for a new emperor to ascend the throne is to eliminate the remaining remnants of his party, but she doesn't play by the rules.
"If anything unexpected happens, everyone has a deputy commander to help them, so of course I have one too. I'm giving you some building materials we saved up. They were originally intended for an underground base, but the base won't be ready anytime soon. So, take them and arrange for the people in District 12 to build some temporary quarters. They don't have to be too complicated, just a roof will be enough, otherwise you'll have nowhere to sleep if it rains. I don't care what they look like, you build it and you live in it. If it collapses or leaks, you'll only have yourself to blame."
"Okay, I know."
Shu Lan added, "My son will use his special abilities to help after class, and my former subordinates will also help. We will strive to complete it as soon as possible."
"good."
Lu Xingyao looked at the young girl in front of him and suddenly fell silent. He was inexplicably touched in his heart: "Thank you for thinking so much about us."
Shu Lan said, "You're welcome. I took quite a bit too."
The warmth just now burst like a bubble. Lu Xingyao touched the back of his head awkwardly and said, "That's right."
"Let's first discuss how to build it in the most time-saving and labor-saving way. After all, with so many people, it's not an easy job."
"good."
Shu Lan drank a glass of water and squinted at the increasingly dazzling sun.
Time is the most unusable thing. It felt like I hadn’t done anything. After chatting with a few people, it was almost noon.
People cannot catch up with the pace of time. They are busy with all kinds of things and wish time would stop and wait for them instead of moving so fast.
But the sun and the moon are still rotating mercilessly, everything is changing quietly, and even the clouds are moving forward without stopping.
They had just built a batch of temporary dormitories similar to mobile cabins when they immediately welcomed refugees from District 11.
The commander of District 11 fled to other places with his psychics. The others who stayed were forced by the Zombie King to flee to District 9. There were a total of 342 people, including 18 combat psychics. It was a team with almost no combat effectiveness.
After Shu Lan appeared in front of them with five trucks of strong men, he saw the number of people left in District 11 and stopped talking nonsense.
"Submit your ability and you will live, don't and you will die. Make your choice."
The woman who leads District 11: This sounds so familiar. It seems like I just did a similar multiple-choice question not long ago.
At the Zombie King's place.
They asked timidly, "How...how do we pay?"
In fact, Shu Lan was imitating the tone of the zombie king Anselin.
The reason why she suddenly decided to become a commander was because she was enlightened by Anselin on the night when District 9 was bombed.
Predators are destined to be unable to get along with others, just like Anselin, who stands on the side of humans but has become a zombie. She is destined not to be accepted by either side.
But Anselin is extremely powerful and doesn't care about other people's thoughts at all. If someone doesn't listen to her, she will just kill him.
Then Shu Lan suddenly realized that Shu Maomao was already a plunderer. If he plundered enough superpowers, he would become the strongest. The ones who should be afraid should be others!
Why do they dare to issue a warrant for her arrest? Why does she have to avoid people and hide from them, always on the run?
Shu Lan has always been an ambitious person who is not satisfied with the status quo. She will seize any opportunity to move up, whether it is giving birth to Shu Maomao or deciding to become a superior person.
The people of District 9, who happened to be abandoned by the survivors and had no one to rely on, were very suitable to be her first followers.
So what if she became the public enemy of the superpowers with her plunder? Whenever a group of superpowers came, she would take her son to rob them. Once they had all their superpowers, she would have no enemies left.
At this point, Shu Lan has enough confidence to make her biggest secret public.
"My son has plundering abilities, don't resist."
The survivors from District 11, who were already at their wit's end, didn't waste any time and raised their hands to hand over their superpowers to Shu Maomao.
Afterwards, they arrived at the District 9 base, ate delicious meals, and had a good sleep. They found that life was not bad at all to surrender and then have a big tree to enjoy the shade.
Thus, these more than 300 people were integrated into the District 9 family smoothly.
As the hottest days of summer were coming to an end, the continuous heavy rain that had once flooded the subway station appeared again.
Today is different from the past. It is impossible for people to be flooded twice in the same natural disaster.
This time they lived in a high-lying area, the river embankment was inspected, and drainage ditches were dug in advance, so even if there was a heavy rain, it would not cause trouble to their lives like last time.
On the day when the rainstorm stopped, Shu Lan announced that she would hold the second gala for District 9 and entered the preparation stage half a month in advance.
Lu Qinghe asked Su Zhen: "Why is it the second session?"
Su Zhen said, "I don't know."
Zhongmei told them, "Last year, there was a similar torrential downpour. Our homes were flooded, and everyone was feeling very down. That's when the commander held the first festival, and we all had to perform."
Lu Qinghe said with some envy, "That sounds like fun. Our base never did this before. We were exhausted every day just thinking about how to survive."
Shu Lan passed by on her electric scooter, carrying her usual loudspeaker. "Everyone, come and sign up for your talent! Whether it's crosstalk, skits, magic tricks, acrobatics, or just singing and dancing, just go for it! The top ten vote-getters will receive generous rewards: a year's worth of afternoon tea, a year's worth of barbecue suppers, an exclusive custom-made villa for the God of Destruction with a luxurious Simmons bed, a romantic, whimsical stargazing tour, and meal coupons good for every meal..."
After listening to this, Lu Qinghe suddenly asked, "Can you two dance as a girl group?"
Zhong Mei turned around and left, and Su Zhen also wanted to slip away: "I can't."
"Sister, don't go. I'll teach you!"
The stage was constructed using earth-based abilities. Colorful lanterns collected from the city were hung on metal racks. Searchlights used to spot zombies illuminated the stage. The background music and accompaniment needed for the performance were downloaded to a mobile device and then played through speakers. A banner hung overhead, inscribed in ink: "Second District Nine Human Base Gala."
A stage that is a bit rough but has been carefully crafted to perfection.
The temporary dormitory happened to be completed, which meant that the newcomers had officially settled down in the new District 9. This party also served as a welcome party.
Shu Lan will not be the opening contestant this year. She will be the chief judge and sit in the front row, with Shu Maomao each receiving 100 votes.
Behind her sat five hundred ordinary judges drawn at random, each holding a flashlight, and each beam of light represented a vote.
Zhou Dahu, the host, walked onto the stage to the beat of the music and enthusiastically shouted, "Good evening to all fellow survivors!"
The crowd, inexplicably excited, said: "Great!"
"We have all worked together to get to this day. From all corners of the world to gathering together, every step has not been easy. So before the party begins, I hope everyone can give the biggest applause to myself for persevering."
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