As the saying goes, the beginning is always the hardest, and this is absolutely true.
Although the people in the base now do not object to the refugees entering the base, it is still very difficult for them to accept them from the bottom of their hearts. After all, the refugees have nothing. Now they can only find work for them and then use their labor in exchange for accommodation in the base, but this is a very difficult thing to do.
"Everyone, the current base provides you with shelter and protection, but right now is a time of food shortage, so we still have to work together to overcome the difficulties in the south." Han Lie stood at the gate of the base and looked at the crowded refugees who were trying to break through the inspection to come in.
"Are you really willing to take us in?" Many skinny people asked listlessly, their lifeless eyes full of hope.
"Of course, the base is open to survivors from all over the world, but the people in the base now still have conditions for accepting you. I have a few requirements. If you can meet them, we will provide you with protection." Han Lie's narrow eyes were full of scrutiny.
"What other conditions are there? Don't you want to accept us? What else are you asking for?" Many people feel that this is a disguised rejection.
"Then let me ask you, what can you provide to the base, food or crystal cores? Everyone in the base has contributed their corresponding labor, so why do you expect others to help you unconditionally? Hmm~" Han Lie asked directly, feeling that their slack spirit was unacceptable.
"They are all capable and can find it. We don't have special abilities, so how can we go out to find food? Won't we be eaten by zombies in minutes?"
"So you say that without superpowers there's no way to get out? Then are my soldiers who haven't awakened superpowers also waiting to die like you? Don't impose your cowardice on other people. If they have the same mindset as you, you'll starve to death even if you live in the base," Han Lie said angrily.
"There's a food shortage in the base right now. I don't have to save you. I can save the food for capable people. What's my purpose?" Han Lie said in a lowered tone.
Suddenly, a single sentence silenced them. They naturally understood the truth: no one should sacrifice for anyone else. They were ordinary people, not gods. They couldn't save all sentient beings.
"Leader, I am willing to work in exchange for housing, but I don't know if my skills can help you." A middle-aged man said weakly.
"Uncle, what are your skills? No matter what you do, as long as it can help the base, it's fine." Han Lie glanced at the middle-aged uncle and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember him for a moment.
"I am a blacksmith. If I remember correctly, the saber on your leg was made by me," the uncle spoke slowly. He had noticed this knife early on. It was very similar to the two he made for a girl. After all, it was made by his own hands and he could recognize it at a glance.
He couldn't remember people, but he could tell by his own craft.
"Are you the uncle with the knife? We have been looking for you for a long time and thought you had already..." Han Lie was a little excited. His bony hands brushed across the saber, thinking of the knives they often used in their hands. They were really good. He also wanted to find this person and make use of him in the future.
"The world has changed. Fortunately, the girl escaped the disaster. I didn't expect to meet you again." The uncle slowly revealed a simple and honest smile.
"Uncle, stay here for a while and I'll take you to see her. She just said she wanted to find you and ask you to do something for her. I remember you two seemed to have some verbal agreement or something." Han Lie was a little excited. Many people were unarmed now. In this place where zombies are rampant, it's difficult to move without weapons. Even guns and bullets will run out. At that time, you can only pick up a knife to fight them. Now is the perfect time for a pillow to be delivered to you when you are sleepy. It can solve the urgent problem.
"Okay," the uncle smiled and stood aside, watching other people's opinions.
"Everyone, what I want to tell you is that you can only survive if you enter the base now. After all, the zombies have already migrated, and it won't be long before the zombies will besiege the city. By then, you won't be able to get in even if you want to. You can consider it." Han Lie told them the most important point and also reminded them.
"What?" They were shocked to hear the news, and only then did they think of the benefits of being in the base.
What's wrong with exchanging labor for shelter? Being alive is better than dying.
Only then did they feel that Han Lie was really thinking about them. They all cooperated with the inspection and followed Han Lie's request to enter the base.
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