Chapter 50 He is just a denominator?

Shang Li didn't understand what was wrong. They had been looking for the shelter for so long, and now they finally found it. What's wrong with it?

But Shang Li still followed Chen Qingqing's instructions and explained the matter to He Chuan on the intercom:

"Let's go and take a look first, but we don't have to go in. Let's stay away and don't get too close."

Chen Qingqing had been to City D before and knew the general route. They quickly found the shelter mentioned in the broadcast.

The red guide light was hung on the tallest building nearby, flashing and pointing the survivors in the direction of the road of hope.

However, the entrance of the shelter surrounded by wire mesh and sandbags was a different scene.

The vehicles at the entrance blocked the entire street, but the guards at the entrance of the shelter didn't seem to worry about attracting zombies. They used a loud speaker to broadcast a message that could be heard from the beginning to the end of the street:

"If you want to enter the shelter, pay for your car! Pay for your supplies!"

"Those with cars line up on the south side, and those without cars line up on the north side!"

Chen Qingqing, who rolled down the window, naturally heard this sentence .

Chen Qingqing nodded secretly.

This is the basic method of the shelter to control personnel and concentrate supplies. All things are confiscated and then distributed uniformly.

As for how to distribute, it depends on the ruler's intention.

Shang Li looked at Chen Qingqing: "Sister, what do you think? Is this reliable?"

Chen Qingqing: "I've only heard two sentences, how can I tell if it's reliable?"

Shang Li was puzzled: "Then what should I do..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qingqing had already opened the car door and was ready to get off.

Chen Qingqing planned to try it herself.

Shang Li was startled and hurriedly got off the car and ran to Chen Qingqing: "If anyone wants to go, I'll go! Sister, you go back quickly."

Lin Bo was not surprised.

Chen Qingqing was a reborn person. She spent three years in the end of the world, half of which was spent in various shelters.

Among their group of people, only Chen Qingqing knew the system, jurisdiction, and requirements of the shelters like the back of her hand.

Even though this shelter was just established not long ago, she can infer the general development situation in the future based on the current system and leaders.

Since they want to hand He Chuan over to a safe and reliable place, they must understand it in advance.

Just like sending a child to a kindergarten, the teaching of this kindergarten is secondary. At least the infrastructure must be guaranteed and the management policy of the kindergarten is correct.

However, Lin Bo knew it, but Shang Li didn't.

He was worried about Chen Qingqing and strongly asked himself to go in with Chen Qingqing to take a look.

Chen Qingqing did not refuse.

Since they are already companions, it is a good thing to find an opportunity for Shang Li to broaden his horizons and gain more experience.

Chen Qingqing took an abandoned black shoulder bag from the trunk, put two loaves of bread and a bottle of water in it, and took Shang Li to the entrance of the shelter at the end of the street.

On the way to the entrance, they could see the general situation inside the shelter through the wire mesh.

The lights inside were bright, and it was obvious that the electricity supply was stable, which was a very good plus point in the shelter.

But there were very few people inside, only patrolmen with cold weapons such as baseball bats and batons, and no ordinary refugees were seen.

Logically, with such a messy group of people rushing into the shelter, it couldn't be so quiet inside, it should be crowded.

In this case, either the management is very good, or the entry conditions are very harsh.

Chen Qingqing hoped it was the former.

Shang Li came up: "Sister, this area is really safe."

Although the people at the door kept shouting with loud speakers, the zombies nearby were cleaned up very well. There was not even a shadow of a zombie in the two nearest streets.

Chen Qingqing: "It shows that this shelter is still capable."

But she and Lin Bo knew that zombies were not the only problem in the end of the world.

There will be endless troubles in the future, and zombies have become the easiest problem to solve.

This is why Chen Qingqing must investigate the base.

The two walked halfway to the street and started to line up.

The long line was endless. In front of them were men and women, old and young.

Some leaned quietly against the wall, while others hugged their shoulders and shivered, muttering to themselves.

Chen Qingqing had long been accustomed to it. As long as these people were not crazy, they were mentally strong.

There were also people patrolling the front and back of the team with electric batons to maintain order and prevent people from cutting in line.

He walked to the end of the team, paused when he saw Chen Qingqing, and waved to the two of them: "Are you together?"

Shang Li was stunned, and immediately greeted with a smile: "Yes, this is my sister."

The other party glanced at the two of them and pointed to the beginning of the team: "Those who have supplies can just cut in line, no need to queue."

As soon as these words came out, the people who had been queuing for a long time in front of him cast ambiguous glances.

Envy, jealousy, and hatred, all kinds of emotions mixed together, as complicated as it could be, their eyes almost turned into bullets, wishing to shoot the two people into sieves.

The two looked at each other and walked to the front of the team. But after just two steps, someone in the team asked in dissatisfaction: "Why can they cut in line!"

The speaker was a bald man in his forties wearing a white T-shirt. He was carrying a flat burlap bag on his back, and it was obvious that there was nothing inside.

His eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but he did not dare to vent this dissatisfaction on the man holding the electric baton. He just glared at Chen Qingqing and Shang Li fiercely.

Before Shang Li could say anything, the man in charge of maintaining order spoke up.

He just sneered: "Others carry supplies, what do you have?"

"I have hands and feet! I can work as a laborer in the shelter and earn supplies with my own hands, is there a problem?"

The patrolman seemed to have heard a big joke and burst into laughter. After laughing, he looked at the man with undisguised contempt: "How much supplies do you think your worth?"

"How many people beg and plead to get into the base? There are many who are stronger and younger than you!"

"You look like this... I'm afraid you can't even get half a loaf of bread."

The other party was so angry that he trembled all over, but he didn't dare to say anything because the patrolman was holding a stun gun.

The patrolman didn't stop there. He raised the stun gun in his hand and pointed it at the other party: "You, go back and line up again."

The man's eyes widened: "I..."

"I have the final say. If you don't want to, go find another base." The patrolman interrupted him impatiently.

But where are the other bases nearby?

"I rushed here the moment I received the broadcast. I live in the North District! I was almost exhausted on the way and almost died on the road several times."

"You let me go now?..."

"You accept the survivors because you need supplies. You should have added this sentence to the broadcast!"

The man clenched his fists and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The patrolman was unmoved. I don't know if he was used to it. He said blatantly without hesitation: "If we add this sentence, how can we attract you idiots?"

"If we don't attract more people, how can we screen them?"

The man breathed quickly: "So, we are just here to be a denominator?"