Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

Life has been so difficult, Wen Hongtu's announcement, how much material will be produced? Among the population of 5 million, how many graduates with a bachelor's degree or above in science?

These have not been calculated by the administrators, there is no budget, no schedule, and Wen Hongtu has to pay for so many people's three meals a day.

Gong Jingye felt that the collapse of Xiangcheng City was definitely not due to any external factors, such as lack of energy or zombie virus, none of which could bring down this thousand-year-old city, and the only thing that could bring down this thousand-year-old city was the people of Xiangcheng themselves .

Xiangcheng consumed himself to death first.

"After 48 hours, Xiangcheng will be unsealed. They will have nothing to eat, and many people will return to the countryside."

Wen Hongtu bent down and looked at the commander-in-chief who did his part. He and Gong Jingye had a different philosophy of governing the city, and it had been different since Gong Jingye parachuted into Xiangcheng.

Gong Jingye is a person who would rather sacrifice the interests of a small number of people in Xiangcheng than take care of the overall situation. Wen Hongtu, who was born and raised in Xiangcheng since he was a child, only wants the good of Xiangcheng people.

How is it really for the good of Xiangcheng? In this increasingly dilapidated doomsday, human beings need leaders. Only by letting as many excellent people as possible survive can the future of Xiangcheng be guaranteed.

And sometimes, sacrificing the interests of some mediocre people, although it is cruel to say it, it cannot be denied that in the future, to reconstruct the social order and solve the dilemma of the end of the world, only these outstanding talents can be relied on.

Since Xiangcheng was not closed, people from Xiangcheng have been running to the countryside. There is a vast land outside the city. People in the city can't survive, so they naturally go to the countryside.

On the one hand, Wen Hongtu's announcement is only accelerating the process of returning the urban population to the countryside.

When the materials in Xiangcheng were further tightened, more and more people could not survive in the city, and more and more people returned to the countryside to farm.

Those who don’t have fields at home can open up wasteland, and those who don’t know how to farm can force themselves to bend down to learn.

What is there to worry about?

"Hehehe!"

Gong Jingye smiled, facing Wen Hongtu's self-conscious and reasonable appearance, Gong Jingye smiled helplessly angrily.

He shook his head and said to Wen Hongtu:

"You said it so lightly. Deputy Commander, I am convinced. In my life, the only person who is convinced is you. If Cheng Tian is not found, or if he is found, he will mutate again and the supplies will be distributed by you. It's over, have you ever thought about what your outstanding talents are going to eat next?"

Seeing Wen Hongtu opened his mouth to speak, Gong Jingye raised his hand and interrupted her, saying:

"I just want to ask you, after 48 hours, Xiangcheng can't be unsealed? Is Chengtian infected? You and I are just the commander of a city, and there are people above us. The city was not sealed by me, but by the central management system. Yes, how many cities around are looking at us, and if you say unblock it, you will unblock it?"

With such a major incident as the zombie virus, the entire Xiangcheng is currently in a state of isolation. Can the city not be closed, why does Gong Jingye want to do this?

However, the zombie virus has caused too much trouble. The central management system cannot allow such an uncertain factor to endanger the entire southern region, and even shake the entire continent.

Cheng Tian has not been whereabouts, and the seal will not be lifted after 72 hours.

Gong Jingye pointed at Wen Hongtu, sneered, and said:

"How long will we be closed? The whole world is short of supplies, who will support you? You emptied the supplies warehouse in Xiangcheng within two days, and you let those old people in their seventies and eighty-year-olds, and those babies who are waiting to be fed, what will you do after 48 hours? The baby hasn’t grown up yet, how can there be any chance to get your science honor certificate? The old man is in his late 80s, hungry enough to farm in Kaesong? You only see geniuses, and you don’t care about others except geniuses.”

The most urgent task now is not to create conflicts, not to screen out science talents, not to find troubles and distract the energy of the security inspection system, but to find Cheng Tian.

As long as Cheng Tian has a whereabouts, the entire city will be unsealed. When the time comes, those who should work, those who should go to school, and those who should return to the countryside to farm, will return to the countryside to farm.

This is a big environment, and Xiangcheng must cooperate with other cities to do so.

Facing the accusation, Wen Hongtu, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, straightened his neck, looked at Gong Jingye, and said word by word:

"Of course I have a way!"

As he said, he dropped a plan that had been drawn up a long time ago on the table with a "slap", and continued:

"It only takes 72 hours. Regardless of whether you have been exposed to the zombie virus or not, people who are fine after 72 hours can leave Xiangcheng. I made a genius plan here. To be on the safe side, I extended the time to 120 hours. , Counting from the closure of the city, after 120 hours, the people of Xiangcheng left in batches.”

After a pause, Wen Hongtu said again:

"If during this period, Cheng Tian unfortunately becomes a zombie, or is not found, and the central region continues to block us, then according to my plan, first send the outstanding reserve talents from the education system to leave, followed by all walks of life. Talents with a science diploma and three meals a day, they are the second batch to leave Xiangcheng."

Gong Jingye picked up Wen Hongtu's plan, flipped through it carefully, and asked with a frown:

"You didn't inform me of this plan, and what are the first batch of you to take out? Why don't you take the idle labor force out of society to open up wasteland and farm land first? Instead, take some unarmed students first. Take it out in batches?"

"Those students are all students from the key classes of various schools in Xiangcheng. From elementary school to university, the key classes of each grade are all geniuses in our Xiangcheng. They are the most worthy of our efforts to save and cultivate. of.

Wen Hongtu replied, stood up straight proudly, and continued:

"Inform you, hold a meeting for a few days, and then discuss it slowly? That's too slow. I directly communicated with Ye Yiming, the Xiangcheng garrison, and he agreed with my plan. When the time comes, we will let our genius go out of the city first. "

The garrison was now mobilized by Gong Jingye to replace the understaffed security check, and all the traffic arteries in and out of Xiangcheng were closed.

But Wen Hongtu was at the same level as the garrison commander Ye Yiming, so he went directly to Ye Yiming for advice. As long as Ye Yiming agreed, Wen Hongtu could do what he wanted without going through Gong Jingye.

I also heard Wen Hongtu say to Gong Jingye:

"I have already contacted the nearby villages and towns. They can receive our geniuses there first. They can continue their classes directly in the schools in the villages and towns. When you clean up Xiangcheng, they will come back."

If you can't wash it clean, no matter how bloody Xiangcheng is, you won't be able to kill these geniuses.

After Xiangcheng is wiped out, it will be rebuilt by these future geniuses.

Gong Jingye silently listened to Wen Hongtu's arrangement, and the light stack of proposals was actually full of cruelty and blood.

In this plan, there is not a single word about those mediocre ordinary people, all of whom are geniuses and talents, and even outstanding liberal arts students are not included in this plan.

Gong Jingye gently placed the genius plan in his hand on Wen Hongtu's desk, bowed his head, and whispered to Wen Hongtu:

"This plan has not been approved by the central region management system, so I will not agree to it."

For Gong Jingye, this kind of proposal that the life of a genius is expensive is simply too difficult to accept. Wen Hongtu went around such a big circle and consumed so much supplies. It turned out that he wanted to divide people into three, six, and nine grades.

There is one more today