Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping reluctantly retracted his gaze and started to eat. Many things still need time to settle down. Let everything go with the flow, right?

The recent harvest of the search team has been good. Not only the food from some small supermarkets around it has been collected, but also the harvest of various mutant animals. The dishes in the restaurant on the third floor are gradually enriched.

A large table is filled with various meals, red and green, and it is no different from before the end of the world.

It’s just that the meat has become mutated animal meat. It’s no longer the common ordinary meat. There are mutated pork, beef, dog meat, and birds. Different meats are paired with various vegetables to make delicious dishes. It can be seen that the chefs have also spent their thoughts.

"Brother Han, how is the population registration of the base going?"

Di Ping picked up a piece of meat and asked Han Zhongguo, who was sitting next to him, as he ate it, very casually.

"City Lord, it's almost finished, the registration is about halfway! There are still a day or two to basically complete!"

Han Zhongguo didn't dare to be so casual like Di Ping, put down his chopsticks and responded seriously.

"What do you stop for? Eat!"

Watching Han Zhongguo stop his chopsticks, Di Ping pointed to the dishes on the table with a look of disapproval and asked Han Zhongguo not to stop, and then said: "This matter must be fastened, the population registration is complete, everyone's skills and specialties can be named. Make sure to register, and try to be true, so that it will be much more convenient to arrange work in the next step, and it will be easier to manage new staff in the future!"

Han Zhongguo was no longer polite to pick up his chopsticks and pick up the dishes again, saying: "Well, now the main staff is less, and the progress will be slower if there is more work. It will definitely be completed in two days, and there are new people joining every day, resulting in progress. Too slow!"

Since the last time Di Ping wanted to find a blacksmith, Han Zhongguo suggested to him to do population registration work, so as to facilitate talent selection and management.

Although he has never done grassroots management work, Di Ping is not a novice, and he naturally understands the importance of population management, so he agrees with Han Zhongguo's suggestion. This is why the current question arises.

"Bingyu, how is the food sufficient now? How long can the base be guaranteed?"

After asking this question, Di Ping began to look at Liu Bingyu. He likes to discuss issues while eating. This way, he always feels that the meeting room is too formal and makes him very uncomfortable.

"If the basic population does not increase explosively, the current grain rice and noodles are 1.7 million catties, and there are also 200,000 catties of miscellaneous grains. At the current growth rate of the population, it will be enough for the base to eat for half a year. !"

Liu Bingyu used to eat and chewed slowly and slowly, and it was impossible for a lady-like person, so when Di Ping asked, he took a piece of paper and lightly touched the corner of his mouth to speak slowly.

"Oh! The population growth is uncontrollable, and it may increase rapidly. Don't be afraid of too much food. Brother Lu and Brother Cheng have recently arranged a cleanup team to go out to collect food and population!"

Di Pingqing turned down his chopsticks and looked at Lu Guoliang and Cheng Chao.

"Okay! Don't worry, we will arrange it!"

The two also responded with a serious face.

"Recently, the living conditions outside have become more and more severe. I think you have recently discovered that cleanup is getting more and more difficult, mutant animals are increasing, and many humans who have been hiding in the city have to come out due to lack of food and face danger. Recently, your search range is still expanding, try to save as many people back!"

Di Ping’s color is a bit heavy. From the information returned by the search team recently, the living conditions outside are steadily deteriorating, and the number of animals is increasing rapidly. Even though the base is cleaned every day, there will be a large number of mutant animals on the second day. appear.

It is conceivable that the living conditions in the city are so bad. This has to make Di Ping worry. Although he is not a compassionate saint, he can't just watch a large number of humans die under the mouth of mutant animals. One person can be saved.

"Okay, we will plan the route and expand the scope of cleanup when we go back!"

Lu Guoliang and Cheng Chao also responded with respect, and everyone stopped eating to watch. Their faces were heavy, and the atmosphere on the table became a little depressed.