Chapter 1202 Aren’t the people you work with just refugees?

Clang, clang, clang!

Dai Jiusheng carried a huge hammer and kept hitting the iron pile.

There was a little boy next to him with brown hair.

His face was covered with dust, but he still held the iron stake there so that his father could hammer more accurately.

"Jiusheng, stop for a moment, a leader is coming." The old man wearing a straw hat reminded him in a low voice.

When Dai Jiusheng heard this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He put down the hammer and raised his head to look at the approaching cannon, with a puzzled look on his face.

The weather in April is neither hot nor cold.

But since they were doing physical work here, it was much hotter, so he was only wearing a ragged short-sleeved shirt.

His strong arms and bulging biceps showed great strength.

Cannon approached and looked Dai Jiusheng up and down.

He said, "You are Dai Jiusheng, right? Come with me, the city lord is looking for you."

Wow——

As soon as these words came out, everyone around him was like an ant nest exploding.

"Holy shit, the city lord personally asked Jiu Sheng by name."

"Nine lives, as long as we live in wealth and honor, don't forget each other."

"Who knows, maybe it's not a good thing."

"Bah, bah, bah, you have a bad mouth, you just can't be nice to others."

"Jiusheng, why are you still hanging around? Go quickly, don't keep the city lord waiting."

Hearing the reminder from the person next to him, Dai Jiusheng quickly put down the hammer in his hand.

He nodded to the cannon and said, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

Cannon didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the jeep.

"Feng Miang, wait for me here, I'll come over in a minute." Dai Jiusheng touched his son's head and said.

"Okay." Dai Fengnang nodded, with some worry in his eyes.

The old man wearing a straw hat raised his chin towards Dai Jiusheng, indicating that he could look at Dai Fengmang.

Dai Jiusheng gave him a grateful look.

Subsequently.

Dai Jiusheng followed Cannon closely, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a black and yellow towel as he walked.

too hot.

soon.

Cannon then brought Dai Jiusheng to the jeep.

Li Yu sat in the back seat of the car with the window open and looked at Dai Jiusheng quietly.

"Hello, City Lord."

Li Yu raised a smile and said:

"I heard that some time ago, when you were in the fourth outer city, you beat someone to a six-on-one fight?"

Dai Jiusheng thought that Li Yu wanted to hold him accountable, so he quickly said:

"I said one more thing at that time, reminding Zhang Tufa not to talk nonsense, but in the end, they took advantage of the large number of people to cause trouble for me."

Zhang Tufa was the one who revealed some things about the inner and outer cities to the two spies in the north when they inquired about them.

Li Yu waved his hand and said:

"It's not important. Zhang Tufa is dead. You still have a son, right?"

He is indeed dead!

Dai Jiusheng was not too surprised.

Hearing Li Yu ask about his son, he said nervously:

"Don't worry, City Lord. Although I brought my son here, he is very obedient and will not cause you any trouble."

He originally did not want to come to the Oil City to participate in the construction of the trading market.

But he felt that even though he could gain points and food by staying at the base, they were too few.

After coming to Da Zhangshu Base, he knew that this was a place where he could move up the ladder and have opportunities as long as he kept working hard.

In order for his son to continue studying in the outer city, he had to work hard.

In order to let his son live a better life, he came here.

However, after all, he is currently a cooperative staff member, and he is only one step away from becoming a non-staff member.

I don’t feel comfortable leaving my son in the care of others.

Li Qi, Zhang Rufeng, Guifei and others whom he was familiar with all ran away from the base, either to Oil City or to the north.

Helpless, he could only take his son with him.

At this time, when he heard Li Yu talking about his son, he was worried that he came here to build and brought his son with him, which would not comply with the regulations of the base.

Li Yu saw his nervous look and recalled some information and experiences about Dai Jiusheng.

Born in the military, he followed the refugees from the southwest to the Dazhangshu base.

Later, during the rebellion, I reminded my uncle that he rode a motorcycle to do missions everywhere.

It is considered an honest duty to stay in the base.

Later, he had a fight with Zhang Tufa and several others, and won a one-on-one fight.

Li Yu has a good impression of people who have come out of the army. People who have received professional training have a strong sense of consciousness.

The quality in all aspects is also outstanding.

In particular, the sense of morality is stronger than that of ordinary people.

The most important thing is that he has weaknesses.

Only those with weaknesses can be easily controlled.

So Li Yu said with a smile:

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to trouble you."

"You performed well. I have been paying attention to you for a long time. From today on, you are a non-staff member and enjoy the treatment of a non-staff member."

"At the same time, you don't want to participate in the construction here at the construction site. You will report to Dongtai later and join the escort team."

During the construction process, someone always needs to be guarded to prevent zombies from approaching.

Li Gang is now in charge of this matter, but Li Gang is not stationed here permanently. When Li Gang leaves, Dongtai will still be responsible.

When Dai Jiusheng heard this great news, he said without hesitation:

"Okay, thank you City Lord, thank you City Lord."

Li Yu waved his hand and asked Cannon to get in the car.

Before leaving, he said to Dai Jiusheng: "Hurry up and go over and report. Your son is too young, so there is no need for him to help at the construction site."

"Let him stay in Oil City."

Twenty meters away from them, the little boy about ten years old clenched his clothes and looked at them nervously.

The vehicle starts.

Li Yu saw the child looking at him, so he winked and smiled at him.

Dai Jiusheng stood there, watching Li Yu and his vehicle leave.

He clenched his fists, with an extremely excited expression on his face.

"It's really possible! That's great!"

His eyes were slightly red.

No one can know the pain of being a man with a child.

He can suffer, he can starve, he can also be injured.

But he saw that his son was hungry, skinny, and had a sallow complexion.

This was worse than killing him.

He has a skill, and even in the end of the world, he still sticks to that original intention.

Never bully the weak.

He could have killed those weaker than him and plundered their supplies, but he didn't.

But when faced with those who wanted to bully him, he did not hesitate to take action.

The real strong person shows mercy to the weak and fights for his life in the face of bullying.

This is how he educated his son, so he has to do this.

For the sake of a bite to eat, without any moral bottom line, that is called death.

He took it upon himself to tell his son that as long as he works hard enough, one day the fire will light up the night and we can do better and better.

Now, finally, the clouds have cleared and we can see the dawn.

This is just the first step.

But it's an excellent start.

With excitement, he returned to the construction site.

The workers who had just become familiar with each other in the past two days came over one after another.

"What do you say? Lao Dai, why did the city lord ask you to come over?"

"Yes, Jiu Sheng, what's the benefit? Don't forget us brothers and sisters who are suffering."

Dai Jiusheng's son, Dai Fengmang, also looked at Dai Jiusheng curiously.

"Hurry up and say it, you are suffocating me to death."

"Needless to say, it must be a good thing. Look at Jiu Sheng's face, smiling like this."

Dai Jiusheng pondered for two seconds. Originally, he didn't want to be high-profile.

But everyone is asking, not to mention that he transferred to the escort team later, they will definitely be able to see it.

If he didn't say anything, he would seem to look down on them.

In the past two days, these workers saw him taking care of a child and took good care of him.

So, he opened his mouth and said:

"The city lord just asked me to transfer to the escort team."

The words just fell.

People around him looked envious.

"This is so cool. As long as you stand there and don't have to do anything, your points for the day will be higher than ours."

"I just said it was a good thing, and it is indeed true. You are awesome. You can't forget me after nine lifetimes."

"Tch, don't you understand? The minimum standard for the escort team is to be non-staff. Changing jobs is still secondary. The important thing is that after nine lives, they will be non-staff!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Everyone looked at Jiu Sheng with even more envy.

You must know that at the Da Zhangshu Base, although there are a lot of non-staff personnel, they are few compared to the huge number of cooperative personnel.

A ratio of five to one.

Moreover, there is only one non-staff member among the five people.

You must know that some of these non-staff personnel have joined the Da Zhangshu base for more than two years.

After continuous accumulation, there are only a few hundred non-staff personnel.

Many of these non-staff personnel went to the northern border or stayed at the Da Zhangshu Base. Only a few dozen people stayed in the Oil City.

Compared to the more than 500 collaborators here, that's a ratio of ten to one.

One can imagine how rare such a non-staff member is in the eyes of their collaborators.

The key is that as a non-staff member, you can still receive food points even if you no longer have a construction job. This is like being a civil servant in your previous life. The harvest is guaranteed during droughts and floods. Although it is not much, you will never starve to death.

It can be said that by joining the non-staff personnel, one foot has truly stepped into the door of the outer city of Da Zhangshu Base.

Everyone has heard about the great benefits of becoming a resident from outside the city.

But they are out of reach for most of them.

The goal for most of them is to become non-staff.

But I never thought that Dai Jiusheng, who was usually silent, would suddenly become a non-staff member.

I'm so envious.

"No, Jiu Sheng, you said before that you joined the base later than me, but you..."

"Jiusheng, have you really become a non-staff member?"

Dai Jiusheng nodded awkwardly and said, "Absolutely."

Then he said again: "Well, the city lord asked me to go over and report as soon as possible. Let's talk another day."

After saying that, he put the hammer aside and took Dai Fengnang's hand to leave.

"Jiusheng, what should you do with your son?"

someone suddenly asked.

Dai Jiusheng turned his head and said with a smile:

"The city lord said that my son can stay in the oil city and there is no need to come out."

The old man in the straw hat who first reminded Dai Jiusheng said with some emotion:

"That's good. From now on, Xiaofeng won't have to suffer like us big men."

The old straw hat man is fifty-eight this year. He used to be a migrant worker. After the apocalypse broke out, his children were nowhere to be found.

The only grandson also died at the mouth of zombies.

I am alone, living alone in this world.

So when he saw Dai Jiusheng and Dai Fengnang, it was like seeing his own son and grandson.

Dai Jiusheng pulled Dai Fengmang.

Dai Fengmang said to the old man in the straw hat: "Goodbye, Grandpa Zhang, and goodbye to all uncles and uncles."

"What a good boy." The old man with a straw hat looked at Dai Fengmang, his eyes full of affection.

Dai Jiusheng nodded towards everyone and walked towards Oil City.

The old man with a straw hat looked at the back of the two people as they left.

Sad in my heart.

If his grandson were still alive, he would probably be about the same age as Dai Fengnang.

My heart is sad and aching.

But he has gotten used to it.

So what if it’s painful? The dead are dead.

Those who are alive must continue to live.

There will definitely be regrets, but people must continue to live.

Otherwise, life is wasted.

There were a few people nearby who had just come to join the Southern Paradise built by the trading market.

A man with a red spot on his face couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Do you have any other levels? The non-staff members don't sound very good either?"

After hearing what he said, several cooperators nearby introduced him to the four-level system of Da Zhangshu Base.

This man with red spots on his face said with some pride:

"Hahaha, I thought it was so amazing, is this it?"

Another man from Southern Paradise said:

"Feng Heng, aren't their non-staff personnel and so-called collaborators equivalent to the refugees outside our southern paradise city? Hahaha."

Hearing what he said, the man called Feng Heng suddenly felt superior to others.

At least they are a step above the cooperating staff of these big camphor tree bases next to them.

So he looked at the old man in straw hat and the others with some disgust, and said:

"Oh, I didn't expect us to be doing the same job as a bunch of refugees. It's really frustrating."

I heard the two of them mocking each other.

The old man with a straw hat looked extremely calm.

Just said quietly:

"We are refugees, but that was before. After we joined the Da Zhangshu Base, we relied on our own skills to make a living."

"It is said that there are refugees outside your southern paradise city. You seem to ignore it every time a natural disaster comes. Where are your refugees?

Our Da Zhangshu base is different. Every time a natural disaster strikes, the base opens its gates wide to let us in. "

"What are you proud of?"

When the man with a red spot on his face heard this, his expression suddenly worsened.

But he still mocked:

"At least we live in the city, which is better than your base called Da Zhangshu, but you can't enter the city on weekdays. It is said that there is an inner city, right? It's so funny, there are so many classes."

Hearing what he said, a middle-aged collaborator couldn't help it before the old man in straw hat could speak.

"Haha! Even if you see our city lord, you Lord Tiger will have to bow your head. If we hadn't given you fuel, you wouldn't have been able to hold on long ago."

"Little brother, if nothing else, although we people have a low starting point, Captain Ju Tian Rui Ju also started his career as a collaborator."

"You, Lord Tiger, must lower your heads when you see Captain Ju."

Another person from Southern Paradise couldn't stand this anger, so he said angrily:

"That's better than you refugees! There are even cooperators who don't even have serious status!"

This sentence made many collaborators unhappy.

The old man with a straw hat became angry and fired with all his strength.

"No identity?"

"Then let me ask you, you Tiger Master is begging our Da Zhangshu Base to cooperate, not that we are looking for you. Is that so?"

"You, a small force, dare to speak nonsense in front of our Da Zhangshu Base. Who gave you the courage? Do you believe it or not? I will report the matter and you will be unable to live with it. Even if it makes a big fuss, you Tiger Lords will kill you." Come and apologize!”

"A force that relies on us for its livelihood, who gave you the courage?"

"We want to destroy you without even using one tenth of our strength. Believe it or not!"

"Yes, we are partners of the Da Zhangshu Base, but let me tell you, even if you want to be a partner, you are not qualified!"

"To put it bluntly, our little follower at Dazhang's base still dares to be so presumptuous in front of big brother!"

quiet.

Quiet.

The surrounding collaborators' chests rose and fell after hearing what the old man in straw hat said.

So awesome,

So exciting,

Too uplifting.

The faces of those people in Southern Paradise were red.

But what they said was right, and they couldn't refute it.

There is no doubt about the power of the Da Zhangshu Base.

Not to mention the Da Zhangshu Base, just one oil city is enough to wipe them out.

I felt extremely uncomfortable.

But the old man in the straw hat didn't seem to be satisfied, and the people in Southern Paradise didn't say anything.

continued:

"I heard that there were a lot of casualties in the last natural disaster in your Southern Paradise."

"I'm sorry, we, the refugees you call us, hey! None of us died! What a coincidence."

"Well, it is said that you don't have enough fuel in winter and heating is a problem. Hey! We refugees can stay in the greenhouse!"

"It is said that you are very good at food distribution. Hey! Although we refugees occasionally go hungry, almost no one has died of starvation in the past two years."

"We refugees are eating workers' meals. It's not like we need you to prepare your own food. Hey! Your food seems to be worse than ours."

"Just tell me, what are you proud of?"

"What the hell, in terms of status and treatment, they are not as good as us 'refugees'!"

Wang Zha.

The cooperators next to me were very happy.

There is no harm without contrast.

The straw hat old man's words were quite logical. These words suddenly made them realize that as an ordinary cooperator of the Great Zhangshu Base, what they enjoyed was already better than that of the vast majority of people from various forces.

At least in terms of safety, there is absolute guarantee.

This is the powerful force of Da Zhangshu Base, which gives us a sense of security.

Watching those people from Southern Paradise run away in confusion and go to work on the other side.

Their collaborators felt happy.

Comfortable.

At this moment, I suddenly realized the Da Zhangshu Base.

These words are so valuable.

These words represent absolute authority.

"Comfortable! Old man, what you just said was so tough." A man said.

The old man with a straw hat said calmly: "What I said is the truth."

"Hahaha."

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