Chapter 359 Advance

Today is different from usual.

First, one-third of the soldiers were left in the base, and then Chu Wanfu did not follow.

"Boss Xia," a soldier ran into the hall, "General Chu asked me to come to you, saying that the fourth wave of survivors will be transferred in advance, please open the portal."

Xia Yan stood up, "Or should I pay after the transfer?"

"Yes."

After receiving the reply, Xia Yan walked into the safe zone, stepped into the portal, and turned off the blockade.

The soldier waiting outside thanked him and went in.

After a while, survivors wearing heavy cotton clothes with similar colors and styles stepped through the portal one after another.

The white snow on the top of the head melted into water droplets in a few breaths and dripped down the hair.

Xia Yan felt the cold air coming towards her and couldn't help shivering.

The soldiers standing by started to work.

"Line up in order and wait for distribution. Don't make noise! ​​No trouble is allowed!"

Xia Yan felt that these words were meant for her.

The survivors, who were so cold that their upper and lower teeth were chattering and their backs were hunched, almost struggled to look up and look around. They couldn't even sigh from their frozen throats. How could they cause trouble?

But to be honest, she felt relieved after hearing this.

At this time, two staff members wearing logistics armbands came over with a large hot water bottle in each hand.

"Do you all have water cups? Free ginger soup!"

After a few shouts, the survivors took off the large packages on their backs and unzipped them.

Xia Yan saw tiny ice crystals flying in the air with the movements. In the middle of several clothes, there was a glass cup engraved with the words "First Branch of the Resort Hotel".

The staff saw that everyone had a cup, unscrewed the lid and poured water one by one.

The temperature in the safe zone was suitable, and the staff prepared water at a temperature that was just right for drinking. The temperature was not visible at first, but when a pair of frozen red fingers clung to the wall of the cup to keep warm, it suddenly felt that the water was very hot.

The staff member asked in confusion: "Didn't we agree on a time? Why are you so cold?"

The person in charge drank a mouthful of hot water, and the warm temperature slid down his esophagus into his stomach, as if driving away the coldness in his body, and he shivered comfortably.

"Afraid of making mistakes, they didn't even sleep when they heard that the transfer was advanced. If it hadn't snowed all night, they would have rolled up their bedding and waited outside!"

"Well, there's nothing to be afraid of since there are records."

"After all, opportunities are rare."

After drinking the water, the survivors finally felt warm, and they took out thin clothes that were still cold and cool from their packages.

Touching the floor, they found that it was actually hot, so they spread the clothes on the ground to cool down, and changed their cotton clothes later.

The temperature here is high, and wearing a thick cotton jacket will cause heat stroke.

Another staff member came with a red square box for them to draw lots.

"Inside is the house number of where you will live in the future. There is no shady dealings involved. You get the house you draw. No swapping or changing is allowed, not even in private!"

Beside him, there was another person holding a book where family information had been registered before. He recorded the number drawn in the corresponding position and issued the key.

Someone asked: "What if there is no room for my family of five?"

The staff member picked up another blue box and said, "Then draw here."

After arranging the accommodation, the person in charge briefly introduced the rules again, and there were three meetings to be held. He added one sentence:

"Private teams are allowed in the base, which need to be filed. The maximum number of people in the team is 25.

Each team needs to report the identity, superpowers and other information of the members in detail, and the standard for establishment is: at least 8 superpowers above level 3, at least 5 superpowers of low level, and at least 3 non-superpowers.

Those who meet the above requirements can register at the superpower team registration office in the service area."

In fact, there are more detailed requirements and conditions. There are announcements at the registration office, so the staff will not waste their breath.

Since this regulation came out, low-level psychics and ordinary people who were originally ignored in the base have all received invitations-

It is not feasible to file in accordance with the regulations. The behavior of more than three psychics going out to find supplies will be automatically regarded as a black team, and the supplies they harvest will be directly confiscated.

If it were not for the words that Chu Wanfu and Lin said inadvertently, he might not have discovered the difficulties of ordinary people in the base in time.

In order to ensure the rights and interests of ordinary people and low-level psychics to survive, this regulation was issued after a rough finalization.

Various loopholes may be found later, but each regulation cannot be completely avoided and will be gradually improved.

In order to avoid unfairness in the harvest and distribution system, it is stipulated that the resource allocation of vulnerable groups in the team shall not be less than 35% of the amount harvested each time.

In any case, the lower-level people can finally be more relaxed.

After everyone in the safe zone left, Xia Yan drove the mopping car and slowly cleaned up the mud marks bit by bit-the soles of the shoes fell off.

It was at this time that she saw Chu Wanfu leading a few people to operate something in front of the office area.

A soldier blushed and used all his powers. A dot appeared one meter in front of his palm. It grew bigger and bigger, gradually forming the shape of a door, and became brighter and brighter.

The soldier pushed the door open.

Xia Yan was surprised to see a wooden door of a completely mismatched size behind it.

The soldier was very calm and walked forward and knocked.

The wooden door opened from the opposite side, and behind the door stood a group of neatly dressed people.

Chu Wanfu went up to them and saluted first.

The other party saluted back and asked: "Are you ready?"

Chu Wanfu: "Yes."

The other party: "The person is in your hands. Be sure to protect their personal safety!"

Chu Wanfu: "Got it."

After a brief conversation, except for the person who spoke, the rest of them crossed the portal one after another, stood on the strange land, and looked at everything in front of them curiously.

When they saw the magnificent holiday hotel with more than 30 floors in front of them, they showed puzzled surprise on their faces.

The edges of the two doors gradually dissipated inwards.

The two had nothing to say, so they saluted each other and that was it.

When the portal was about to disappear, Xia Yan looked in. Against the wide background, it was facing a clean and tidy street block, followed by tall buildings with new appearances. Pedestrians with briefcases hurried past and entered a building with the words "Civic Center" written on it.

Just from the tip of the iceberg, she could already guess that this was the Shangjing base.

Looking at the few newcomers, their cheeks were flushed, they looked up and looked forward, and they were a little surprised to see the dried fruits and vegetables drying in front of every household, but that surprise was thrown out of their minds when they saw Xia Yan driving a moped.

"That's who-?"

Chu Wanfu looked in the direction he was looking, "Yes, it's Boss Xia."