I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 295: A non-addictive Jetter

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As for the candidates for the ambassador stationed in the 027 refuge, Jiang Chen directly handed it over to the Minister of Logistics Wang Qing for selection.

The ambassador ’s main task is to take note of the needs in the refuge, while conveying Jiang Chen ’s instructions on the direction of the refuge research, which is almost a matter for the logistics department. However, in addition to this basic task, Jiang Chen also handed over another task for the ambassador, that is, to supervise the energy use and output of the shelter to prevent it from hoarding energy.

In the early morning of the next day, the ambassador arrived at Camp No. 27 with a cargo truck delivering building materials.

The ambassador is a woman named Xu Lu, 25 years old, cavalier. Before the war, he worked as a salesman in an insurance company. During the war, he entered the dormant warehouse and wandered into the sixth slum. He was one of the first survivors bought by the fish bone base. The appearance is very flattering, with good eloquence, attentiveness, and sufficient qualifications, and is indeed very suitable for the role of ambassador.

The other five staff members are first-class citizens in the base, who will enter the shelter by rotation to assist Xu Lu in his work.

"Be careful when you are in the refuge, walk around and have a good relationship with the residents of the refuge, you can represent the image of the fish bone base." Jiang Chen patted her shoulder, Exhorted.

"The boss is relieved to wrap it on me." Xu Lu said a smile to Jiang Chen with a playful military salute.

Jiang Chen nodded and watched her board the elevator.

As the signal lights flickered, the six disappeared to the surface, leading to the ground buried deep below a kilometer.

At the same time, a young woman in a blue refuge uniform walked towards Jiang Chen.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, my name is Zhang Yuzhu, and I am responsible for the ambassador of 027 Refuge in Fishbone Base." The girl who did n’t seem to have a big voice was very pleasant and smooth. A little bit jerky and nervous.

Coincidentally, the messengers dispatched by both parties are women.

Is it to ease the diplomatic rhetoric? After all, there will be no professional diplomats on the wasteland.

It's really an interesting phenomenon.

Jiang Chen shook his head, dispelling the strange thoughts in his mind.

Looking up and down at the messenger, Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Speaking, how old are you?"

"Oh? ... twenty years old." Zhang Yuzhu was stunned. He didn't understand why Jiang Chen asked this question, but he still answered truthfully.

"Twenty? Speaking of, how many years has this shelter been closed?" Jiang Chendao.

"By July of this year, a full twenty years." Zhang Yuzhu said.

"Twenty years, twenty years old, were you born in the first year of the refuge?" Jiang Chen smiled.

"No, my father told me that I was born outside the refuge, but when I entered the door was only a few months old." Zhang Yuzhu said with a shy smile.

"So ... speaking of it, going to work so far from home, is your father not worried at all?"

After hearing the words, Zhang Yuzhu shook his head.

"He has passed away."

"Sorry."

"Nothing, he walked peacefully, and everyone in the shelter said he was a good person. It ’s just that ... he always said he was sorry everyone. Although he did n’t understand why his father said that, If I could help everyone with him, I would definitely make him who is watching me in the sky feel better. "

At the end, a shy and bright smile appeared on Zhang Yuzhu's face.

"Well, you will definitely." Looking at the smile, Jiang Chen also smiled, encouraging the little girl to say.

It ’s really a heart-warming story. Can even a refuge that ca n’t see the sun produce such a beautiful soul?

Jiang Chen was about to return to the fishbone soldier ’s station when he sent the little girl back to the van. But he happened to catch a glimpse of the crowd outside the camp ’s entrance.

Seeing what seemed to be a commotion there, Jiang Chen walked over.

"... Listen guys, all you need is such a small piece, everyone can become a sharpshooter! This is a good product I shipped from Liuding Town, 100% pure! I do n’t want to try it Really? I promise, that feels great! "

I saw a suspiciously dressed business man speaking wildly, selling suspicious medicine to several fishbone soldiers in charge of the gate.

He was holding a double-headed cow behind him, and his back was full of grotesque commodities.

"What's the use of this thing?" Jiang Chen walked behind the crowd and said with interest as he looked at the businessman.

I heard Jiang Chen ’s voice, and these soldiers who were on the run were almost not scared to death.

No one listened to the merchant fooling around again, and the soldiers returned to their posts in a hurry.

Seeing that the customers had all run away, the businessman looked at Jiang Chen with a grudge, put the small bottle in the cloth bag on the back of the double-headed cow, and pulled the rope to leave.

Intuition tells him that he can scare away these guys carrying guns, and this person's identity should not be low. Although Jiang Chen disturbed his business, he did not dare to complain. After all, businessmen like them are doing business with their heads tied around their waists, and they are bumbling because they offend their mouths. That is called tragedy.

"What kind of stuff is this, you haven't answered me yet." Jiang Chen asked again when he saw that he was leaving.

"Jite, a good thing to improve the senses. The specific effect is that after eating, the whole world seems to slow down." The merchant saw Jiang Chen seemed to want to buy it, so he stopped and was skilled in marketing Got up.

Is it a bullet-like effect? That's really a good thing.

Jiang Chenrao touched his chin with interest.

"How is it? Only 10 sub-crystals are needed for each piece." Seeing the expression of interest on Jiang Chen's face, the businessman urged.

"This thing sells a piece of 4 Yajing in the sixth block, I have seen it." After hearing the soldiers not far from Jiang Chen, he worried that the boss was cheated and could not help but remind him.

The businessman's eyes widened.

"Can the sixth block be comparable to mine? The Jet I sell is not addictive. Do you want to try the one they sell?"

"Don't lie, there is Jeter who is not addicted?" another soldier laughed at Tucao.

Jiang Chen suddenly lost interest when he heard that this thing was addictive.

But looking at the businessman who was arguing with the soldiers, Jiang Chen suddenly had another idea.

"Cough cough, you mean, your Jett has been improved and sold better than the sixth block pharmacy? Will it be addictive?" Jiang Chen cleared his throat and interrupted their argument. .

"Yes," proudly took the collar, and the businessman looked at Jiang Chen, "I use my life guarantee, no matter how I use it, I will not be addicted."

"Okay, very good." Jiang Chen nodded and applauded, "How many tablets do you have?"

"I only did ... I mean I only got 53 capsules," the merchant said.

"What is your name?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Meng Qian."

"Good Meng Qian, this is 530 points of Yajing, get it." Jiang Chen put his hand into his pocket and drew a few large Yajing from the storage space and threw it into his hand. on.

"Hey, thank you boss." Nodding his head and taking Yajing, Meng Qianxi gave the small bottle of medicine with both hands.

However, Jiang Chen's next sentence made Meng Qian's heart fall into the ice cave instantly.

"You're welcome," Jiang Chen threw the medicine into the hand of the soldier beside him, and then pointed to the merchant who was picking up Yajing. "Keep him off and give him the bottle of medicine. He didn't come out. Questions will come back to me. "

After finishing speaking, Jiang Chen turned to the camp no matter how the man begged for mercy. (To be continued.)