Surviving Endless Disasters

"The king is so beautiful!" Lao Jin applauded in a low voice, his eyes shining brightly.

The remaining two people who stopped at the door looked bad, and one of them said fiercely: "I really didn't see it.

"These people all went to surround Wen Zheng where he was, flexing their hands and feet to help. If anyone asked, they would say that they had learned martial arts, so as not to be looked at like a child by Lao Jin.

"Who are you?" A shout suddenly came from outside. Wen Zheng saw that it was the young policeman who had registered in the morning.

When the rioters saw that they were police officers, they looked at each other, turned around and left.

"Are you okay?" The little policeman ran to the door of the store to look at them, then frowned and said, "I will ask my colleagues to pay more attention to this side later. Mr. Wen, please pay more attention to your safety.

" Lao Jin quickly invited people into the room, poured a glass of hot water and handed it over, and then began to inquire about the situation and what the government would do next.

It turned out that not long after the disaster occurred last night, the police station in this area sent people to ride bicycles to other areas to check the situation, and did not return until the morning.

At the same time, the little policeman who got the news from Wen Zheng reported Wen Zheng's words to his superiors exactly as they were, making sure that the situation in all places corresponded to the impact of the solar storm.

"What are the government's plans next?" Lao Jin asked impatiently.

The young policeman shook his head: "The leaders are still discussing and need to discuss with people in the surrounding areas.

Now the leader requires us to find an area with relatively minor damage to clean up Wang Jing, count the remaining population and materials, calm the mood of the masses, and concentrate in that area to facilitate centralized management and notification, and wait for the next arrangement.

"Is the less damaged area far away from us?" Lao Jin asked nervously.

The little policeman did not lie, Wang Jian said: "It's the No. 3 Middle School not far to the north. It's a spacious place. There are not many people in the holiday school, and there is almost no damage. Someone will come to arrange you there later, and we will also recruit those who are not injured." People help clear the roads and their contribution points will be recorded.

" At this point, the little policeman whispered: "In the end, we may move collectively to the suburbs, and then the living areas will be allocated according to contribution.

"After that, the little policeman left to continue counting the population. He still remembered to go to the nearest policeman and say a few words, asking them to pay more attention to this place.

Not long after the little policeman left, the police who came to the area after receiving orders from their superiors began to take action, first taking over important stores such as supermarkets and pharmacies in the surrounding areas.

Those who were vying to buy things were dissatisfied. They protested loudly and even wanted to rush inside, but they were shocked after several gunshots were fired.

In the early days of the disaster, most people still would not disobey the police and were deeply afraid of guns.

These people left dejectedly, only a few of them holding very few goods.

While they complained about the official handling, they also looked forward to the official's promise to distribute daily supplies.

The few people who left the camouflage shop came back again, and before they could say a few words, the police came over.

Before the police could speak, Lao Jin said: "Comrade police, I want to hand over the things in the store to the police for arrangement. They are all clothes. I can't take them away or use them. I might as well leave them to you to send a bigger one." use.

Under the surprised gazes of the people around him, the goods in Lao Jin’s shop and Lao Jin’s detailed information were registered in the police’s book, and then he waited patiently in the shop at the police’s command.

"Boss, did you really hand everything over to the police?" a girl asked curiously.

"You can't eat or drink this thing, it takes up a lot of space, and I can't take it away without handing it over, so I can only throw it away. If any of you pack it for me, just pick out a few clothes and take it.

"Lao Jin said with a smile. No one can predict the future. It is always good for everyone to have good ties.

Everyone worked together, packing everything useful in the store into boxes and neatly stacking them in the corner.

The people who were helping also took advantage of the situation and took stock of the things in the store. They were all clothing items that were of little use. Those who had some ideas focused on the few backpacks and boxes they were looking at.

Unfortunately, there were policemen coming and going all the time outside. Just a few minutes after the quarrel started, the policemen noticed and came over to solve the problem. They also recorded something in their notebooks.

No one dares to cause any trouble at this time.

Moreover, the camouflage shop was closely monitored by the police. Not long after, the police came over on a tricycle they found from nowhere. They moved the items from the surrounding shops to the car and transported them to No. 3 Middle School in the north. At the same time, the police arranged for the registered People walked to No. 3 Middle School to rest by themselves.

The number of tricycles is small, and the materials that need to be transported are relatively large. Unimportant items such as clothing are arranged at the back.

Although the distance between No. 3 Middle School was not far, several tricycles came and went many times. When it was Lao Jin’s turn to go to the camouflage shop, it was already early the next morning. At this time, only Lao Jin Wenzheng and Tuan Tuan were in the shop, and the rest were I have already gone to No. 3 Middle School.

At this time, Lao Jin took out several engineering shovels from the box, and the policeman who came to receive the supplies took them, looked at them left and right, and exclaimed: "The quality is good.

"Hey, I bought a few good quality ones because I liked them. I kept the ones for self-defense for my brother and me, and I'll leave the rest to you."

"Lao Jin said.

“Thank you so much for your dedication.

"No matter what their purpose is, this move deserves thanks," the policeman said solemnly.

A ray of light had appeared on the horizon. Wen Zheng and Wang Cui put on their backpacks and went to the temporary shelter transformed from No. 3 Middle School with this bus.

Before leaving, Lao Jin walked into the store, looked inside and out, sighed softly, walked out, closed the door, and locked the door carefully with the key.

Lao Jin carried the camouflage bag and walked at the back. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back at the store he had opened for many years.

Looking forward to the day when he can come back and reopen the store.

Chapter 167 The road to No. 3 Middle School has been simply cleaned up to provide smooth driving for tricycles.

Almost all the houses on both sides of the road are closed, and the remaining ones have police standing at the door to persuade.

Some people are walking hurriedly on the road, and their faces show confusion and panic from time to time.

There are few people on the road, and it is very quiet to walk on the road.

Wen Zheng carried a backpack and held Tuan Tuan in his hand. His steps were very relaxed, which made Lao Jin, who was also carrying a backpack, wonder if he hadn't exercised for too long.

The police on tricycles arrived at the school first. Wen Zheng and his friends walked behind them and saw several armed police guarding the school gate from afar.

Wen Zheng and his friends walked up and gave their names. The police looked through the record book for a while and said to them in a very friendly manner: "Are you three together? Then you will be assigned to a place. Take the sign and follow the signs on the road to Area B."

Area B is the third. I went to school here. My dormitory is in 305 of this building.

"Tuantuan took out a key.

The police looked at Tuantuan and smiled. He reached out and searched in the key chain. After looking at it, he said: "It's really a coincidence. Then you go to 305."

"He also reminded: There are not many survivors in No. 3 Middle School at present. There is no one else in the room assigned to you for the time being, but someone may be assigned in a few days.

" Finally, he put a piece of paper in Wen Zheng's hand: "This is about the work that needs to be done recently. Participation will earn contribution points.

" Wen Zheng took it, thanked him, and the three of them turned and went upstairs.

There were already quite a few people living in the dormitory building. When they heard the footsteps, some people poked their heads out of their rooms to look around curiously, but they didn't ask.

The direction of the room on the third floor was very curious. Wen Zheng took the key to open the door and saw that there was enough space for six people to live in it. It was divided into upper desk and lower bed. There was also a separate bathroom in the room. The conditions were obviously very good in this world.