Apocalyptic garbage classification system

"Xiaoyi! Actually...you have fulfilled your promise to me now!"

Standing in the cafeteria, looking at the survivors who had just taken a shower and put on new clothes issued by the base, who came to eat refreshed and refreshed, Wan Shan had a look of emotion on his face. Li Dong also had a complicated look on his face. He and There are still Ermao in Wanshan. Isn’t it that what they have been working hard for is to see this kind of survivor in front of them?

The survivors sat around the round table in the cafeteria, gnawing on the steamed sweet potatoes in their hands, chatting loudly, and laughing from time to time. They had been looking forward to this situation for a long, long time...

Although Wanshan Base also had centralized meals in the past, everyone basically remained silent during the meal, with a gloomy look on their faces. Where had there been such joy and laughter?

"Don't worry! It will get better and better. Besides... Lao Wan! Do we only have three crops: sweet potatoes, corn and potatoes? Nothing else?"

Li Yichen patted Wan Shan, then looked at the sweet potatoes those people were eating and asked.

"There are still some vegetable seeds, but as for the others... there are none."

Wan Shan said with some embarrassment:

"Because these three crops have high yields, we have been mainly planting these three types, as well as some vegetables with a short maturity period. However, they were just planted today and it will take some time for them to grow."

"It seems... I have to find a way to get some other seeds!"

Li Yichen frowned in thought and suddenly looked at Wan Shan:

"By the way! Do we have experts in this field at our base? Anyone who knows about grafting and cultivating crops?"

"This... I never asked!"

Wan Shan shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"I've always dealt with it this way, and no one has thought about changing it!"

"Then start changing from now on!"

Li Yichen said:

"Tomorrow we will set up a research department to recruit talents from these people. No matter what the field is, pay attention to it and make a talent reserve first! Especially among the old people, there may be some elites in certain fields hidden among them!"

"Okay! I'll start preparations when I get back tonight, and I'll do it tomorrow!"

Wan Shan nodded and looked back at a manager in his 50s:

"Lao Hu, you will be in charge of this research department when the time comes. Weren't you a top student before the end of the world? Make the best use of everything!"

"But I'm a mechanical major!"

Lao Hu said a little embarrassed.

"No matter what major, even those who speak cross talk, keep them! Reserve them all first!"

Li Yichen waved his hand and said:

"If our base wants to develop in the long term, we can't just look at the present. We must start to reserve talents from now on. There are no schools in the apocalypse. Most of the people who have mastered knowledge are older people. We must start from They passed it down."

Speaking of this, another idea suddenly popped into Li Yichen's mind:

"Why don't we just set up another school, and the teachers will use people from the research department to let those children go in to study. The children can't do much now anyway!"

Li Yichen's leaping thinking left Wanshan and the others a little speechless, but they felt that this idea was indeed a good one. In the original Wanshan base, no one had considered this. It would be good to have enough food. Besides, even if there were talents, there was no place to give them. You play and go.

But it's different now. In Wanshan's hearts, this guy Li Yichen belongs to Doraemon. They won't be surprised by whatever he comes up with, right? Even the generator set was taken out today, what else could he not do?

Although Wan Shan and the others knew that this matter was a bit strange, no one thought to get to the bottom of it. Everyone might have their own little secret. Although Li Yichen was a bit older, what did it matter? Everything he did was for this base, and that was enough.

Next door to the cafeteria is the entertainment room, which contains many entertainment facilities that Li Yichen exchanged from the mall, such as basketball courts, table tennis tables, billiard tables, etc. However, most of the survivors will not use these things because they have never used them. Not seen.

It’s not that this world doesn’t exist, but since entering the apocalypse, no one plays these games anymore. There’s no telling what day they will die. How can you still play billiards? Why is your heart so big?

Fortunately, there are many elderly people over 50 years old in the base. They are very familiar with these things, and the memories were brought back. They couldn't help but step forward and touch the ball frame or table, with tears in their eyes.

Soon, all the facilities were being used by the old people. Seeing their unfamiliar movements at first and then gradually becoming more proficient, other survivors were attracted and watched the fun. Some old people who did not participate were standing aside. Told them the rules.

When the rules were explained, the other survivors listened attentively. As they grew old and gradually lost their role in this dark apocalypse, the old guys who suffered from white eyes and contempt finally experienced the feeling of being the center of attention, so they became even more His mouth was foaming, and he was in high spirits.

"See? That's what these people are for!"

Seeing this situation, Li Yichen couldn't help but smile and said:

"Actually, no matter what the world becomes, whether it is peace and prosperity, war and strife, or even the end of the world we are experiencing now, no matter who you are, as long as your heart does not give up, you will definitely be able to find a place that suits you. !”

"And our role is to find these guys in the right positions and let them play their role?"

Wan Shan asked with a smile.

"right!"

Li Yichen nodded and patted Wan Shan on the shoulder:

"I will leave the internal stability of the base to you. As for the outside, I will be responsible for it!"

"Okay! You are responsible for expanding the territory, and I will help you secure it!"

Wan Shan laughed and said with great enthusiasm.

"I am here to greet you two majesties! Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!"

Li Dong couldn't help but joked after hearing the heroic words spoken by the two people. Chang Guchuan and others also started cheering upon hearing this, and the scene suddenly became extremely lively...

Early the next morning! The Hell Capital base started to get busy. Everyone was doing their own thing. Yesterday was the first day, so no points were needed for everything. From today on, if you go to the cafeteria to eat, you need to use three points. .

Fortunately, three points are not that difficult to earn. You can get them by killing three zombies or doing any work in three hours. And because of the existence of strengthening injections, everyone is working hard. .

Last night, it can be said that all the survivors had the most solid and comfortable night's sleep in the apocalypse. After taking a bath and lying on the brand new bedding, what came from the breath was not the sound that seemed to linger forever. The smell of corruption did not go away, but the faint fragrance. Many people saw a world of sunshine and laughter in their sleep...