Regarding the candidates for the ambassadors stationed in the 027 shelter, Jiang Chen directly handed over the selection to Wang Qing, the head of the Logistics Department. om
The ambassador's main task is to note down the needs of the shelter, and at the same time convey Jiang Chen's instructions on the research direction of the shelter. It is almost a matter of the logistics department. However, in addition to this basic task, Jiang Chen also gave the ambassador another task, which was to supervise the energy usage and output of the shelter to prevent it from hoarding energy.
Early the next morning, the ambassador arrived at Camp 27 along with the truck transporting building materials.
The ambassador was a 25-year-old woman named Xu Lu, a member of the knight class. He worked as a salesperson in an insurance company before the war. During the war, he entered a dormant warehouse. After waking up, he lived in the slums of Block 6. He was one of the first batch of survivors to be bought by the Fishbone Base. He has a very likable appearance, is eloquent, attentive, and has sufficient qualifications. He is indeed very suitable for the position of ambassador.
The other five staff members are high-class citizens in the base and will enter the shelter on a rotating basis to assist Xu Lu in his work.
"Be careful while staying in the shelter, walk around more, and build good relationships with the residents of the shelter. You can represent the image of the Fishbone Base." Jiang Chen patted her on the shoulder and warned her.
"Don't worry, boss, I'll take care of it." Xu Lu playfully gave a military salute and said to Jiang Chen with a smile.
Jiang Chen nodded and watched her board the elevator.
As the signal light flashed, the six people disappeared from the surface, leading to the ground buried thousands of meters deep.
At the same time, a young-looking woman wearing a blue shelter uniform walked towards Jiang Chen.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang, my name is Zhang Yuzhu, and I am responsible for serving as the ambassador of Shelter 027 at the Fish Bone Base." The voice of this young girl is very pleasant and smooth. The only drawback is that it is a little jerky. with tension.
Coincidentally. The envoys sent by both sides were all women.
Is it out of considerations of moderating diplomatic rhetoric? After all, there would be no professional diplomats in the wasteland.
It's really an interesting phenomenon.
Jiang Chen shook his head to dispel the weird thoughts in his mind.
After looking the envoy up and down, Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Speaking of which, how old are you?"
"Eh? ...Twenty years old." Zhang Yuzhu was stunned. I didn't understand why Jiang Chen asked this question, but he still answered truthfully.
"Twenty? Speaking of which, how many years has this shelter been closed?" Jiang Chen asked.
"As of July this year, it will be twenty years." Zhang Yuzhu said.
"Twenty years, twenty years old. Were you born in the first year when the shelter was launched?" Jiang Chen smiled.
"No, my father told me that I was born outside the shelter, but I was only a few months old when I entered the shelter." Zhang Yuzhu said with a shy smile.
"I see... Speaking of which, isn't your father worried at all about going to work so far away from home?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yuzhu shook his head.
"He has passed away."
"Feel sorry."
"It's nothing. He passed away peacefully. Everyone in the shelter also said that he was a very good person. It's just... He always said that he was sorry for everyone. Although I don't understand why my father said that, if I can If I help everyone on his behalf, it will definitely make him feel better when he is watching me in the sky."
At the end of the sentence, a shy but bright smile appeared on Zhang Yuzhu's face.
"Well, you will definitely do it." Looking at that smiling face, Jiang Chen also smiled and encouraged the little girl.
It is truly a heart-warming story. Can such a beautiful soul be nurtured even in a shelter that cannot see the light of day
After putting the little girl on the truck returning to the base, Jiang Chen was about to return to the Fishbone Soldiers' station, but he happened to catch a glimpse of a sparse circle of people gathered outside another entrance of the camp.
There seemed to be some commotion there. Jiang Chen walked over.
"...Listen guys, with just such a small piece, everyone can become a sharpshooter! This is a good product I shipped from Liuding Town. It is 100% pure! Don't you want to try it? I Guaranteed. It feels great!”
I saw a suspiciously dressed businessman making a speech and selling suspicious medicine to a few fish-bone soldiers who were responsible for guarding the door.
Behind him was a two-headed cow, with bulging bags on its back filled with strange little merchants.
"What's the use of this thing?" Jiang Chen walked behind the crowd and asked the businessman with interest.
When they heard Jiang Chen's voice, these deserting soldiers were almost scared to death.
No one listened to the businessman's nonsense anymore, and the soldiers dispersed and returned to their posts.
All the customers ran away. The businessman glanced at Jiang Chen complainingly, stuffed the small bottle into the bag on the back of the two-headed cow, and pulled the rope to leave.
His intuition told him that if he could scare away these guys carrying guns, this person should have a high status. Although Jiang Chen disrupted his business, he didn't dare to complain. After all, businessmen like them are doing business with their heads tucked into their waists. It would be a tragedy if they got slapped because they offended someone with their words.
"What the hell is this? You haven't answered me yet." Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Chen asked again.
"Jite, a good thing that enhances the senses. The specific effect is that after eating it, the whole world seems to slow down." Seeing that Jiang Chen seemed to want to buy it, the businessman stopped and started selling it skillfully.
Is it an effect similar to bullet time? That's really a good thing.
Jiang Chen touched his chin with interest.
"How about it? One piece only costs 10 crystals." Seeing the interested expression on Jiang Chen's face, the businessman urged.
"I've seen this thing sold for 4 Yajing per piece in the Sixth Street." After hearing this, the soldier not far from Jiang Chen was worried that the boss would be deceived, so he couldn't help but remind him.
The businessman's eyes widened.
"Can the stuff in Sixth Street compare to mine? The jet I sell is not addictive. Can you try more of the one they sell?"
"You're lying, are there Jets that aren't addictive?" another soldier said mockingly.
Jiang Chen suddenly lost interest when he heard that this stuff was addictive.
But looking at the businessman arguing with the soldiers, Jiang Chen suddenly had other ideas.
"Ahem, you mean to say that your Jet is improved and is better than the one sold at the Sixth Street Pharmacy? It won't be addictive?" Jiang Chen cleared his throat and interrupted the argument between the two.
"That's right," the businessman straightened his collar proudly, and looked at Jiang Chen, "I guarantee with my life that no matter how I use my jet, I will not be addicted."
"Okay, very good." Jiang Chen nodded and praised, "How many pills do you have?"
"I only did... I mean I only scored 53 pills." The businessman said.
"What's your name?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Meng Qian."
"Okay Meng Qian, this is 530 points of crystal. Take it." Jiang Chen put his hand into his pocket, took out a few larger pieces of crystal from the storage space and threw them into his hand.
"Hey, thank you, boss." He nodded and bowed to take Yajing, and Meng Qian happily offered the small bottle of medicine with both hands.
However, Jiang Chen's next words made Meng Qian's heart instantly fall into the ice cave.
"You're welcome," Jiang Chen casually threw the medicine into the hands of the soldier beside him, and then pointed at the merchant who was packing up the Kia crystal, "Detain him and let him finish the bottle of medicine. Come back if there is no problem." I'll report."
After saying that, Jiang Chen turned around and returned to the camp regardless of how the man begged for mercy. .