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Seria (at work): “Although I am also very curious, but based on my intuition, I feel that this dragon was probably raised to death by a scorpion, because I was also raised to death by a scorpion, and I don’t have to think about anything at home every day. He holds out his hands when he is wearing clothes, and opens his mouth when he is eating. Except for homework, he is not allowed to ask for advice. He is simply a perfect father-type boyfriend."
Tallulah (in the process of grading documents): "Why can't I ask the teacher for homework?"
Ceria: "Because the difficulty of my homework in high school has far exceeded that of my peers. Otherwise, why do you think I got into the premier polytechnic university? Scorpion culture is not very high, but my ability to coordinate the overall situation is strong. "
Tallulah (gave up correcting documents): "I understand this very well. When the little teacher was in our camp, he did all the work, from moving the camp to the materials used to sew clothes. After passing through his hands, I felt that the little teacher at that time worked harder than me."
Seria (at work): "How can you bear to exploit a minor? Don't you have any talents in your organization?"
Tallulah (lying down): "We really didn't have any talents at that time, and there were only a few literate people...and at that time, just to save trouble, I thought that the little teacher could always lead the integration movement. Moving towards a new future, all I need to do is be his force support from behind, and then I can hold the beautiful man back."
You dragon really dares to think!
Everyone in the group typed a series of ellipses.
Seria (at work): "Then tell us what happened on the snow half a year ago. It just so happens that there is nothing to do now."
Tallulah (closed the door and fished): "Just saying this makes me excited! Hehehehe, my little teacher..."
Yelena: "You stupid dragon, don't go crazy here, talk to me!"
ps: What follows is a period of life on the snowfield. Didn’t the author jump for half a year in the middle? Some readers reacted too abruptly, so I’ll add it now.
I believe these pictures will be more interesting.
Chapter 554 The tired scorpion (1)
(This was when Huang Cheng just fell to Ursus a year ago. Didn’t the author skip half a year at that time? Now I can just make up for it. By the way, I can make up the emotional line between the dragon and the deer. Don’t worry, it’s very happy. of.)
Those were 6 months of wind, snow and passion.
That was half a year of struggling in the cold north, and it was also the most difficult half of the scorpion's life.
Not only because of the harsh conditions, but also because of the incompatibility of the environment and the poor handling of interpersonal relationships.
The fire called the infected began to shine brightly in this world for the first time.
"Huang Cheng, where do you think we should go next? Should we go looking for the legendary guerrillas?"
"We need to settle down. We can't wander around like headless flies now. Let this happen naturally. The top priority now is to survive."
Huang Cheng slapped away Talulah's tail that was thrashing around on his table and tied it under the table's legs.
"The wood in the camp is not enough. Send a wood-cutting team into the mountains to cut wood. Be careful of wild beasts and hunting traps. There is a small village nearby. It is recommended to bring a hunter up the mountain to accompany you and see if you can catch anything. prey."
"Send a team of people to the village to exchange for some things. It would be best if they can exchange for matches, salt or seasonings, or some pickled bacon or clean and fresh vegetables."
"Isn't there enough food in the camp?" Tallulah twitched her tail and found that it was tied so tightly that she couldn't pull it out.
Huang Cheng slapped the table hard, with terrible resentment in his eyes.
"Of course it is to improve my life! This is the first time I have used power for personal gain, but it is not the last time! I really can't stand this kind of food, although my food expenses are not more than 1 yuan a day, and in this environment I have no choice.
But I have provided so much development funds for the camp. I feel that I have the right to choose a better life. What did you do with the money I gave you? "
"Buying wine to drink... Tallulah, you too, they are just fooling around, why do you also follow them? They buy wine to drink, you also want to try something new? Even if you drink a little wine in the cold winter It helps with body fluid circulation, but without food it will only make you die faster."
Huang Cheng has never wanted to worry too much about the fact that drinking is allowed in the camp, because he also believes that drinking a little wine will help the stability of the entire camp.
It keeps the entire camp from being devastated, and it really helps to withstand the cold.
And in fact, the price of alcohol in this country is quite cheap. Of course, this only refers to low-end industrial alcohol, which is purely a low-grade alcoholic drink used by the government to fool the people at the bottom.
But under current conditions, who drinks to experience the taste of wine?
But I didn’t expect my own. Indulgence actually caused such a big problem.
I gave you money to buy some condiments, but you ended up using the money to buy wine.
You don't take me as the temporary camp leader seriously, right?
If you don't listen to me, who else will you listen to? Are you going to listen to this silly dragon next to you?
Huang Cheng thought of this and glanced at Hanhanlong, who was still trying to untie the tight knot next to him.
With her IQ...how on earth did Tallulah survive until the day she joined the guerrillas?
And it can actually maintain a certain amount of organizational scale?
Huang Cheng didn't figure it out that it didn't fall apart.
"They said the seasonings were too expensive..."
"Fuck you, the seasoning is too expensive, why don't you buy it? And I didn't give you extra funds to get into the town? And please note that I told you before you set off, this is my personal The request has nothing to do with the operation of the camp."
For a month he almost vomited from eating moldy wheat porridge soaked in black bread.
It is true that I am not picky about food and I can tolerate it as long as there is a stutter, but I am not the only one who can't stand it in the camp.
Did the supplies you obtained last time with the help of my necklace disappear so quickly?
Yes, the organization has been expanding a bit faster recently.
Huang Cheng felt a little headache because this dragon was so good at picking up people on the road.
One of the problems that the integration movement faces now is that the transfer time is long and the distance is long. At the same time, for various reasons, it is easy to pick up some homeless people who have fainted on the ground in the wasteland.
Tallulah accepted all of these people as they were told, and truly demonstrated what charisma is.
But this was a disaster for Huang Cheng, who was planning the entire game at the back.
Because these people have to arrange their food, clothing, status, and work, etc., through him.
And now his reputation in the camp is not very good.
"Everyone likes to take the initiative to see the good side, and they don't like to take the initiative to see the good side. I can guarantee that even the honest people in the camp will hate themselves to the core."
Huang Cheng always adheres to the iron-blooded approach in the camp and imposes heavy punishments and rewards.
Except for a group of children and old people in the camp who were very kind to his senses, the others were not very friendly.
When the changes first began, many people indeed agreed that Huang Cheng's decision to lead the development of the entire camp was a wise one.
But just because the rules in the camp are conducive to everyone's development, Huang Cheng's punishment methods are what no one wants to see.
In short, if you commit something outrageous, you will be thrown directly onto the road to die.
Such as stealing and using power for personal gain.
Since the camp implements a points system, it is inevitable that some people will use fewer points in exchange for more supplies.
This is inevitable. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes and rules.
However, Huang Cheng didn't believe in this so-called rule and has been strictly cracking down on this phenomenon.
In just over 1000 people, several corrupt organizations have developed.
The team's rate of decay far exceeded Huang Cheng's imagination.
"They really should be allowed to receive a little education. Culture does not represent a person's character, but it can indeed play a teaching role."
But where are the conditions now? Let alone books, there is not even anything to write on.
"Tallulah!" Huang Cheng suddenly shouted.
"Here!" Tallulah immediately stood up as if she heard the order, regardless of the tail tied under the table leg.
Then the entire table was overturned.
All the things above hit Huang Cheng in the face.
No, no, I must not be angry...
These are the pains that must be endured to develop an organization...
You can't get angry because of the fool in front of you, it's not good for your health.
"Pass on my order. From now on, except for the alcohol used to clean wounds, all other alcohol, including wine, will be in limited supply in the entire camp!"
Is there a lot of alcohol consumption in the camp? Actually it's really not big.
Not everyone knows how to drink, but most of the young people who are the open resistance in the camp know a little.
I can only say that it is indeed Ursus...
As soon as this order was issued, there was a wail throughout the camp.
But no one objected. Although they really couldn't stand Huang Cheng who looked like a little adult, they relied on their past experience.
As long as this child makes a choice, it will generally be of great benefit to the development of the entire camp.
In addition, all the thorns have been shaved off, so most people just complain.
The rest of them followed the orders resolutely.
Chapter 555 Scorpion: Woohoo~ (Part )
"It's useless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away, it's like chicken ribs, not to mention what I'm holding is not chicken ribs. If I had known better, I would have stored more delicious things in the space..."
Huang Cheng sat next to the fire and looked at the bland rye porridge in his hand. There were a few grass roots floating on it. He didn't know that he thought he was giving everyone vitamins.
"Sorry, there are only a few logistics supplies at the moment. I will go somewhere farther to change them tomorrow."
Alina looked at the porridge in her hand with some remorse. Huang Cheng specially added a few slices of vegetables to the porridge in her hand.
Huang Cheng originally had better food than ordinary people, but he gave his own food to the children.
It can maintain its body functions by eating rocks, but the same cannot be said for the children in the camp.
Being picky about food is just a matter of habit. After all, I did eat rocks when I was surviving in the wilderness before.
For example, source stone has a bitter taste.
It is said that it tastes sweet to some people. That is because ordinary people take a bite of the Source Stone. The radiation in the stone destroys the epidermal cells and causes blood to seep out, so it tastes sweet.
I went out today and didn't get any other supplies in exchange.
In other words, not a single hair was exchanged, and the village shown on the map had already been relocated.
"It seems that the map also needs to be updated. What the hell, the map was drawn half a year ago, and the village was moved half a year later, and there was no natural disaster..."
He once again felt sad for the country of Ursus. People were doing well. If it wasn't because of natural disasters, why would they be relocated?
Of course, they are the pickets wandering around here, and those who are harassing are not necessarily official personnel.