If you want to build a new base city, you naturally need detailed rules, detailed planning plans, etc.
Otherwise, once the base city's population increases, the entire city will immediately fall into chaos, making it impossible to budget. Although the total number of residents in the shelter is just over 7,000, more than half of them are small mutant animals such as birds and rats. It's still a long way from being a true base city.
But the general framework rules need to be established.
From the residents' daily food supply policy to the safety plan, Xia Runrun has been racking her brains for the past two days. If she hadn't asked Lao Chen for a copy of the survival base's safety regulations, a list of materials that citizens can exchange for points in the normal base, and a list of citizen job salaries and benefits, Xia Runrun wouldn't even know where to start for a while.
To this end, she diligently searched the base city atlas, hoping to find a new resident with expertise in policymaking who could provide assistance. However, she couldn't say whether it was bad luck, as there weren't any residents in the shelter with such expertise, or perhaps the atlas itself didn't have any information on the subject.
Xia Ruanruan read through the book several times, but couldn't find a personal illustrated guide related to policy making that emitted a golden glow.
However, this time, after carefully browsing through the illustrations, Xia Ruanruan also found some pretty good ones in the illustrations, which were white and without stars. There were annotations below these illustrations. They were either doctors or teachers before the virus outbreak, or they had other related abilities such as mechanical electricity and other related, high-tech skills.
What surprised Xia Runrun the most was a new resident named Hu Lifeng.
[Hu Lifeng (Normal Level, No Stars): Can become a resident of Zootopia. Note: Can increase the happiness index of a few residents within the building area by +10 (this value range is variable, please explore the details yourself.)]
"Happiness index?"
Xia Ruanruan scratched her head, unsure of what this person could actually do. The rabbits had given her a lot of rabbit fur, and the illustrations showed that this person could increase the comfort level of a few residents within the building area by +10. Meanwhile, teachers and doctors could increase the cultural level of a few residents within the building area by +10, or increase the health index of the residents by +10, respectively.
"Could this person be a circus director? Or a singer or actor? Someone who can bring joy to others?" The tip of the pen unconsciously poked on the notebook, and Xia Runrun subconsciously wrote Hu Lifeng's name on the notebook. The little girl had short hands and feet, and even her fingers were short and round. The handwriting on the notebook was rounder like a dumpling.
"Huh? Ruanruan actually knows Hu Lifeng. This guy just followed that group of survivors to our shelter two days ago and has just settled down." As soon as he walked into the office, Huang Haichao subconsciously glanced at the notebook that Xia Ruanruan had spread out on the desk.
Since two days ago, Xia Ruanruan announced it publicly.
In a month, the shelter will implement a comprehensive points system based on the survival base's points system. He had been sitting in the office writing and drawing. He was short and looked like a child under ten, but when he grabbed someone to ask about something, his expression was extremely serious.
Huang Haichao has a lively personality, just like his flowing, untamed hair, like a wild horse. If he hadn't just returned from work and wanted a drink of hot water, he really wouldn't have wanted to squeeze into this office.
Tsk tsk tsk! Looking at Yan Bo, Yang Fan and others who used to be so carefree and energetic in the office, now looking listless, scratching their heads and frowning, Huang Haichao had to be thankful that he had applied for the mission outside.
Since it has been decided to include the entire university town in the sphere of influence of the shelter, the university town must be cleaned up inside and out to prevent accidents while the survivors are working in the university town.
Huang Haichao's task these days is to take the big green-haired parrot and most of the mutant beasts and survivors, wandering around the university town. When encountering ferocious beasts, he will eliminate them, and when encountering mutant beasts, he will reason with them. There are some races whose languages the parrot really cannot understand, and whose faces are ferocious and extremely uncooperative. In that case, he can only use the fists of the black and white bears to "reason" with them.
"Yes, Brother Haichao, do you know him? Do you know what he did before?" Xia Runrun looked up at Huang Haichao and waited for him to answer her questions.
I thought that questions like this would make Huang Haichao very embarrassed.
After all, the number of human survivors has exceeded four. It is like a grade teaching director who absolutely cannot recognize all the teachers and students in that grade. Some special names are easy to know, but it is difficult to match the names with the people.
Unexpectedly, Huang Haichao didn't even think about it. He nodded and smiled, "I know this person. Not only do I know him, but many people who live in the same dormitory building with him also know him!"
"?" Xia Runrun raised her head, her little face full of confusion.
"Before the virus broke out, this guy was a rooftop farmer. Not only did he grow all kinds of flowers and fruit trees on his rooftop, he also cultivated a hive of beehives. After the virus broke out, the hive split in two. The old queen bee flew away with most of the bees, and the new queen stayed."
"Although bees aren't very intelligent, and the mutation doesn't make much difference to the original form, they still don't obey commands. But perhaps because they've become familiar with each other, their auras have rubbed off on each other. Even if that kid goes to harvest honey, the mutant bees won't sting him."
Huang Haichao said this with a hint of envy on his face. Mutated bees are different from ordinary bees. Ordinary bees are small and will die if they sting a person. They will never use this trick unless it is a critical moment. But the mutant bees are not only the size of a ping-pong ball, but even the stinger at the end of their tail can fall off and grow back. They are like, "Even if I can't sting you to death, my whole family will sting you to death!" Well, it's good here.
The only downside was that the mutation had reduced the number of bees, and many pupae, even when born, could not hatch. After three years of trying everything, Hu Lifeng managed to maintain the bee colony at around 400 to 500 individuals.
This time, Hu Lifeng exchanged honey with a survivor who owned a mutant dog, and asked the other party to help carry the beehive to the shelter.
Huang Haichao's face was full of sighs. Don't be fooled by the size of his Husky. It is actually not even as big as a small bee!
It turns out that the happiness index in the illustrated guide represents the honey produced by bees...
Xia Runrun was writing and drawing in a small notebook.
As the number of carnivores in the refuge increased, Xia Ruanruan considered various ways to supplement protein, from raising fish to raising frogs and insects. The former was relatively easy to implement; as the inland lakes and river basins were rich in water, digging ponds and diverting river water to raise freshwater fish was straightforward. However, raising frogs and insects was completely clueless. Now that Hu Lifeng was with her, Xia Ruanruan was considering asking him to try raising other insects.
Although Xia Runrun never ate insects in her previous life, she heard that bamboo worms, bee pupae, termites, etc. were delicacies on many people's tables.
Especially now that the virus has mutated and the insects have grown in size, Xia Ruanruan suspects that some of these insects might taste similar to shrimp and crabs. At worst, using insects to feed frogs would be a good option.
Xia Runrun lowered her head and continued to rack her brains. While checking the survival template rules of Longquan Base, she compared them with the current situation of the shelter and made careful adjustments. She soon put Huang Haichao out of her mind.
Huang Haichao touched his nose and left the office.
Walking out of the office, I saw several children with smiling faces. The little ones were chasing each other, running and jumping. One of them was followed by a mutant cat cub about one meter in size.
The mutant little tabby cat wagged its tail and meowed happily as it followed the children.
The whole scene was peaceful and harmonious.
Huang Haichao raised his eyebrows and his mood brightened.
In the past three years, Huang Haichao has visited many shelters. He had stayed in some of them before, stopped to rest when passing by, and was invited by friends to stay for two days. But one of the biggest differences between those shelters and today's shelters is that there is a clear line between the survivors with mutated animals and ordinary people without mutated animals, almost instinctively.
This boundary is like an insurmountable chasm, hanging straight between the two.
Although it was not fatal, Huang Haichao always felt unspeakable frustration every time he went out and saw ordinary survivors speaking to him cautiously and respectfully, and looking at him with trepidation from time to time. He felt that this was not how it should be between people.
Even though he has mutant animals as companions and his survival ability and strength far exceed that of ordinary people, he is still essentially an ordinary person.
However, flattery, praise, and caution have widened the gap between the two groups, to the point that ordinary people sometimes try to avoid them cautiously when they meet them.
This kind of thing happened too many times. For Huang Haichao, it was even more difficult to adapt to than living in a dark and damp basement every day.
Survivors possessing mutant beasts were able to take on the responsibility of managing the shelter, leaving ordinary people to live cautiously every day. Even without mutant beasts attacking the shelter, the atmosphere inside remained tense. Even the children seemed extremely depressed, and fighting like this was almost unheard of.
People are afraid that children may accidentally bump into others, and they are also worried that the noise of their playfulness will attract attacks from mutant animals.
Day after day, year after year, as time goes by, such habits are almost engraved in everyone's bones.
But everyone has only spent a short month here. Not only did the first survivors of the Star Sea Shelter change their living habits, but even the survivors who joined the shelter only two days ago and were anxious and worried also changed their attitude towards life.
The powerful mutant beasts gave them a sense of security, so that the survivors no longer had to live in a depressing basement, and they no longer had to worry about mutant beasts that might find them by smell or sound. Even in broad daylight, everyone dared to laugh and play.
"Run, run, everyone run!"
"Ah! We've been caught up again! You were caught up a minute earlier than before! You're too weak! Change people, change people, change people quickly!"
Huang Haichao walked past the school playground. A large group of survivors who wanted to exercise their speed and physical strength were chased by a pack of mutant wolves and were howling. Among them were men and women, old and young, ordinary survivors, and survivors with mutant animals. They were all in a very miserable state, gasping for breath, and there was no difference between the two sides.
Even the mutant animals that used to follow them were dragged away by other mutant animals for training, and they were howling all the time.
There is no gap at all between ordinary people and survivors with mutant beasts.
Huang Haichao took a deep look at the survivors who were hugging each other on the playground, and licked his dry teeth.
The clear boundary between the two groups slowly faded away as they faced Xia Ruanruan together.
After all, even the most arrogant survivors, who believed their mutant beasts were the most powerful, would not admit defeat. But when they saw with their own eyes that someone could possess a vast army of hundreds or even thousands of mutant beasts, their arrogance instantly disappeared.
To Xia Ruanruan, whether they were ordinary survivors or survivors with mutant beasts, they were all ants. Who would care if one ant under their feet was bigger than another?
"Especially when the most powerful leader of this shelter treats ordinary survivors and those with mutant beasts indiscriminately... the guiding effect on the masses is even more obvious."
Huang Haichao knew this very well. The man curled the corners of his lips and looked at the playground. He was looking forward to new changes in the shelter after the point system was implemented.
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