my cube kingdom

Chapter 306 The Bad Survivors
Originally, I thought that it only needed to be adjusted, and it didn't take too much energy to transform these square people into qualified labor.

Now it seems that this idea is basically impossible.

It's hard to get them back on track unless there's a lot of investment.

It can be seen that this kind of investment is definitely thankless. If Mo Fangyuan does it, it will drag down the development of Cube Kingdom to a certain extent.

The available labor force is the hard power of a country!
"His Majesty!"

Seeing Mo Fangyuan approaching, some logistics soldiers who were still taking care of these compatriots in the temporary resettlement area quickly beat their chests with their right hands to show him respect.

"You have worked hard."

Dozens of people take care of hundreds of people, needless to say, it is very tiring.

"It's not hard, helping our compatriots is the duty of each of us!"

A younger soldier was very excited to see that His Majesty the King had actually comforted them, and laughed, showing his not-so-white teeth.

Turning his eyes away from the soldiers standing outside the temporary resettlement area, and looking at the fellow Cube people lying down, Mo Fangyuan's heart is not as loving as he appears on the surface.

"Ok?"

Mo Fangyuan noticed a very conspicuous figure when he shifted his gaze from these beds to the square figures lying on the beds.

It was the silver-haired red-eyed girl.

The girl's appearance is very prominent, combined with her desolate temperament and her frail body... it presents a kind of sickly beauty.

But Mo Fangyuan was not attracted by her appearance, but saw that the girl was half lying down, and her upper body seemed to be able to perform small movements.

The square people in the entire temporary resettlement area were all lying down, and the silver-haired girl was half lying down. She was naturally very prominent in Mo Fangyuan's eyes.

"I remember when I first rescued her, she couldn't move, right?"

Mo Fangyuan clearly remembered that he carried her all the way to the temporary resettlement area a few days ago, and the silver-haired girl's body didn't respond at all during the process of being held by him.

"What's the matter with her?"

Mo Fangyuan turned around and wanted to ask the captain of the logistics team what was going on, but found that he had already been sent away by him.

"Do you know what happened to her?"

So he asked about the logistics fighters who took care of the survivors here.

"Huh? How did she get up?"

"I saw it, really..."

"Didn't you lie down just now..."

"..."

"Your Majesty, we don't know about this. She didn't get up just now."

The soldiers in the logistics team didn't know what was going on.

"Your Majesty, let me ask her..."

"No, I'll go by myself."

It just so happened that the zombie swarm hadn't come yet, and there was still some time.

Mo Fangyuan also needs to enter the survivors' team to learn more detailed information. Only by experiencing and feeling personally can he formulate the best plan to deal with their situation.

Formally entering the temporary resettlement area, the surroundings are quiet, and the air is still filled with numbness and emptiness.

All kinds of negative emotions roam here.

If this was in the Kingdom of Cubes, Mo Fangyuan's arrival in an area with a total of more than 500 people would definitely cause a violent sensation.

People would surround him and express their positive emotions to Mo Fangyuan with all kinds of praise words and bright flowers.

There is a lot of negativity here.

"Your Majesty, these compatriots have suffered for too long, and they are still unable to adapt to our care..."

A logistics soldier followed Mo Fangyuan's footsteps and entered the interior of the temporary resettlement area. Faced with the situation Mo Fangyuan encountered, he just scratched his head, expressing that it was useless.

"This……"

Seeing the environment in the temporary resettlement area, Mo Fangyuan thought of a place in his previous life.

"Why is it so like a hospital mortuary?"

They were all lying on white woolen beds, motionless like dead people.

"This mental state...is really bad."

Moving to the side of a bed, Mo Fangyuan squatted down and looked at the person lying on the bed at an equal height.

Lying on the wool bed was a short and thin young boy, his complexion was yellow, his hair was withered and black, although his eyes were a little bit spiritual, most of them were still full of numbness.

"Hello, my dear countryman."

Just like this, he quietly watched the boy lying on the bed for a while, and when he saw that the boy didn't respond to his arrival, he opened his mouth.

"..."

But the air only heard Mo Fangyuan's greeting, but no reply from the boy.

"Not wanting to communicate with people... well, it was a little bit worse than I expected."

Mechanized with a bright smile, Mo Fangyuan changed direction and chose to ask the silver-haired girl.

After all, she seemed to have talked to herself after seeing her a few days ago, so it should be a good communication.

But to be honest, Mo Fangyuan is a king.

He is still a very powerful king in the current cubeman society, with extremely high rights and status.

But he often communicates with other ordinary people with such a low profile, which is very inconsistent with his identity and status.

Not so much a king, but more like a president, prime minister under the law...

"Hello, my countrymen."

When he came to the bed where the silver-haired girl was, Mo Fangyuan was very kind and asked the half-lying girl a question mark in a very magnetic language.

"Hello."

The girl was wearing a large robe, with long silver hair hanging by her ears. She opened her thin lips and opened her small mouth. After a few ahs, she bumped into the voice of the main world.

A very tense and hard-working tone, but the facial expression is still calm, even indifferent to the point of no change.

When rescuing these compatriots, Mo Fangyuan found that they did not have any clothes on their bodies, and all their skin was exposed.

But before the march, they never expected that there would be a shortage of clothes, and there were very few supplies such as clothes, so they could only squeeze out the robes of the soldiers and put them on for these compatriots.

Because Mo Fangyuan was the first survivor to come into contact with this silver-haired girl, his gray robe has never returned to him since he took it off and put it on her three days ago.

"Then what's your name?"

There is a play.

Mo Fangyuan continued to squat down, asking the silver-haired girl cordially with an inferior attitude.

"name?"

"It means what other people should call you."

Mo Fangyuan had an intuitive understanding of what the captain of the logistics team said about the lack of common sense and knowledge of life among the survivors.

"Fang...Fang..."

"Fangfang? A nice name..."

"Square... blocks... people..."

The girl bit her bloodless lips and replied with difficulty.

"My name is... Fang... Kuai... Ren..."

"Cube Man?!"

"Um……"

Now Mo Fangyuan has a more intuitive understanding of the lack of common sense and knowledge of life among the survivors.

(End of this chapter)