Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Clinic, payment counter.

The nurse said to Xie Dongming and others:
“Since there is no need to continue hospitalization, there is no need to spend extra money for subsequent hospitalization.

The total cost of treatment and medicine is 40 points. Since you are level 20 personnel, you enjoy 10% reimbursement, so you need to pay 10 points in total. You have paid points in advance, so you only need to pay another points now. "

"Okay, thank you." Xie Dongming nodded.

This was less than what he had originally expected, and with the reimbursement of welfare benefits for level 20 personnel, only points were needed, which was well within their affordability.

The nurse operated the points clock-in machine and printed out a slip.

"I originally had 1520 points. After deducting 20 points, there are still 1500 points left. Take a look at the list."

As she spoke, the nurse handed the small form to Xie Dongming.

Xie Dongming took it and thanked him again.

"By the way, you have to change his bandages and apply medicine on time, and take anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs on time. After the fever subsides, you don't have to take antipyretic drugs. If you don't take care of him in time, there is still a possibility of infection."

"Thank you for reminding."

The nurse shook her head helplessly as she watched Xie Dongming and others carrying Xie Zihao out of the clinic hall.

There were three big wounds on the back. Now Xie Zihao's wounds were just cleaned professionally, sutured and applied some medicine.

He was carried away immediately. In his opinion, it would be better for him to stay in the hospital for a few days.

I didn't expect them to take it away so directly. After all, it was just to save points.

But they have more than 1500 points, so there is no need to save any.

the other side.

When Xie Dongming and others brought Xie Zihao back to their residence,
It was completely dark.

Xie Zihao had already woken up, feeling a burning pain in his back.

He gritted his teeth and said to his father: "Dad, you guys go and do your work first, I'll just lie on the bed by myself."

Xie Dongming placed another folded blanket under his chest.

"Is this more comfortable?"

"It's better now. Our B-level accommodation building is better than before. We have beds." Xie Zihao forced a smile and looked at the wooden bed on which he was lying.

Xie Dongming explained:

"This is what we got from above. There are three bunk beds in one room, so six people can stay in it. Have a good rest. I'll let your mother take care of you here."

"Yeah, Dad, you go to the barbecue restaurant and get busy. Now is the busiest time." Xie Zihao said with his face lying on the bed.

He hasn't slept in a bed for a long time. He usually just sleeps on the floor.

I didn't expect that when I came back from a trip, there was a bed installed in the residence.

Moreover, this wooden bed has a fresh fragrance.

These beds are all made of fir wood, which contains rich wood fragrance and fresh pine scent, exuding a unique feeling of freshness, nature and depth.

As he smelled the faint fragrance, the pain in his back seemed to ease a lot.

Fall asleep.

industrial area.

Old Huang looked at the piles of wooden beds and asked a man next to him:
"Brother Biao, how many carpenters are there here now?"

As the person in charge of Wenbiao Wood Products Factory, his main focus now is on making wooden beds and some cabinet furniture.

These things are later mainly supplied to the residential areas of the trading market.

After hearing Lao Huang's question, Wen Biao answered:

"There are 104 of them, 30 of whom are not carpenters, but they help out. Now we use the assembly line method for production. Dongfeng has provided me with some equipment that can be used to plane the bark and cut the wood, which has greatly improved the efficiency."

Old Huang continued:

"Well, pick out the best of the latest batch of furniture here and send them to Oil City to replace the old furniture."

"I understand. Those are the better ones. I have kept them all and are waiting to send them to Oil City." Wen Biao said, pointing to the pile of furniture in the factory.

That batch of furniture included tables, chairs, beds, cabinets, clothes hangers and other wooden furniture, which was extremely complete.

Old Huang gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Brother Biao is still prudent in his work. He has already done a lot, right?"

Wen Biao raised his eyebrows and said, "It's about right. I'll send a batch over tomorrow."

"But what are you talking about, Old Huang?"

"We need to get furniture for the survivors to live in. How could our own people live in worse places? We have to live in better places than they do, or I'll be scolded to death by everyone!"

Old Huang smiled and shook his head, "You are exaggerating."

He was well aware of the gap between housing in the oil city and housing in the trading market.

He proposed a major renovation of the trading market environment and developed three grades of housing.

Each level of room has different room types.

There are four room types: double room, quadruple room, sextuple room and eight-person room.

According to regulations, Level 5 personnel can choose to live in Class C and Class B housing.
Level 5 personnel live in Class C housing. The rent for one person per day and night is approximately between 0.01 and 0.04 points, depending on the house.

If you live in Class B accommodation, then one person per day and one night will need between 0.1 and 0.4 points.

However, no matter how many points they have, they cannot live in A-grade houses.

As for Level 4 personnel,
All three levels of housing, A, B, and C, are available for habitation, it all depends on their own choice.

Class C housing is provided free of charge; the price of Class B housing is similar to that of Class C housing for Level 5 personnel. The points they pay to live in Class A housing are similar to those of Class B housing for Level 5 personnel, which gives them a huge discount.

As for Level 3 personnel, housing is free!

In a word, people at level 345 can live in a house, and people at level 5 must pay points no matter what kind of house they live in. However, people at level 4 do not need to pay points to live in a class C house, and people at level 3 can live in the house for free!
If you want to live in a better house, you have to pay more points.

The higher the level, the fewer points are allocated for a good house.

In fact, if you only look at the points paid for one night, it is not high, but if you calculate it on a monthly basis, it is a lot.

for example:

A group of level 5 personnel, assuming that their team has 30 people, if they want to live in a Class B four-person room, each person needs 0.3 points per day, 9 points per night, and 270 points per month.

This is a huge number.

Similarly, if it is a group of Level 4 personnel, the same 30 people, living in the same Class B house, they only need to pay 27 points.

If a group of 3 Level 30 non-staff members live in the same A, B, or C-level houses, it’s free! You don’t have to spend a single point.

This is the difference in treatment brought about by different levels.

This gap in treatment is reflected in many places, and this is just the gap in the housing sector.

The higher the level, the less points you spend and the better conditions you can enjoy. This is the housing in the trading market, and the housing in the oil city will not be worse.

In Oil City, there are mainly single rooms, double rooms, quadruple rooms, and sextuple rooms. There are no eight-person rooms like those in the trading market.

And provide all-weather electricity and hot water.

It provides cooling in the summer and heating in the winter.

Basically everyone has their own locker in the room.

Now Wen Biao is comparing the housing in the trading market with that in the oil city, and he is worried that some combatants may disagree that people in the trading market live better.

Old Huang naturally thought it was too exaggerated.

He was well aware of the gap.

Old Huang didn't continue to argue with Wen Biao, and said, "Okay, it's getting late, I'm going back first."

"correct."

"Brother Biao, I have something to remind you. I think we can expand the logging team and find a way to cut more wood."

Wen Biao frowned, "Why? We can't finish felling all the wood now, and we have a lot of wood piled up that they transported."

Old Huang said faintly:
"Brother Biao, no one knows when a natural disaster will come. Once a natural disaster comes, we won't be able to cut wood. But if we cut the wood in advance and transport it in, we will be able to do things even if a natural disaster comes."

"And these woods are very useful. They can also be used to make charcoal."

"The natural disaster just ended," Wen Biao said, scratching his arm.

“It’s not short!”

Old Huang looked at the lights in the commercial district and said with emotion:

"It's been two and a half months. No one can predict natural disasters. We have to prepare in advance."

Wen Biao was silent for a few seconds, natural disaster.
It was like a huge rock pressing on everyone's heart.

Every natural disaster is a test of life and death. We have to endure the disaster.

Endure. One word "endure" is enough to prove how difficult natural disasters are.

In the past five or six years since the end of the world, natural disasters have almost never stopped.

The most difficult ones are those chained natural disasters, where one disaster hasn’t even ended yet and the next one comes.

This kind of chain natural disasters occurred several times. There was an earthquake, then a volcanic eruption, and then a blizzard. It was black snow, which was a blizzard mixed with volcanic ash.

The black snow covered the entire earth. The night was black, the ground was black, and everywhere you could see was only one color: black!

There was also the last thunderstorm disaster, with terrifying lightning that was so dense that it seemed to destroy the world. As soon as the thunderstorm ended, it was followed by heavy rain, lightning and thunder.
Then there was the flood
The most common natural disaster is heavy rain. If heavy rain lasts for more than half a month, there will inevitably be flood disasters.

Wen Biao, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly became unhappy when he heard Lao Huang talking about natural disasters.

He thought of the natural disasters he had experienced before, especially the last one. He hadn't seen the sun for more than three months. It was really depressing.

He took a long breath and said slowly:
"Okay, I just know what you said, Old Huang. I will talk to Director Ju tomorrow and ask him to add some more people to my team."

Old Huang coughed a few times and said, "Well, I can't take care of this matter, so I'll talk to you, Brother Biao."

"You are a level 2 out-of-city staff, and it's a bit awkward for me, a level 3 non-staff staff. Hahahaha."

He hid his smile with embarrassment, because in the trading market, there were many people whose ranks were higher than his, but he had to manage this trading market.

Wen Biao patted his shoulder and said with a smile:

"Old Huang, don't be anxious. You have only been in the camphor tree base for a short time."

"Also, I heard from Director Ju that the headquarters will send supervisory personnel over tomorrow. Also, a group of people may be promoted in the near future. Maybe these two things are related. Think about it."

Old Huang raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Is this an inspection?"

Wen Biao gave him a look that said "you understand", but said nothing.

"Thank you, Brother Biao." Old Huang clasped his fists in thanks.

Wen Biao patted his shoulder and said, "Old Huang, I think you can advance."

Old Huang laughed and said, "Thank you for your words. I don't care much about the level or anything like that. The main thing is that I am now a level 3 non-staff member in charge of the internal affairs of the trading market, which is not very convenient sometimes."

"I understand!" Wen Biao also laughed.

"Okay, I'll go first." Old Huang said and was about to walk towards the oil city.

"Wait, I'll go with you." Wen Biao suddenly shouted.

"What will you do later?"

Old Huang thought for a moment and said, "No more, I'll go back and have something to eat and rest later."

Wen Biao shouted to the employees behind him, "Pull down the shutter later. I'll leave this to you."

"Yes, Director Wen."

"Let's go have a drink together, I'll treat you." Wen Biao said, putting his arm around Lao Huang's shoulder.

Old Huang was a little embarrassed, "I won't go to Tingfeng Tower. I'm old and I don't have the strength to support it."

"What are you talking about!" Wen Biao patted Lao Huang's shoulder hard.

hiss!
pain!
Old Huang grimaced in pain.

"I mean let's go to Helexuan Restaurant and have something to eat together!" Wen Biao said.

"He Lexuan is a bit expensive. I can't let you spend the money. I'll treat you." Old Huang gritted his teeth and said firmly.

Although He Lexuan is expensive, Wen Biao has helped him a lot recently, so he should treat him to this meal!

"No, how many points can you, a third-level non-staff member, get? Let me do it. I have more points!" Wen Biao said with a smile.

"Okay." Old Huang nodded awkwardly.

Ho Lok Hin, the official restaurant.

The most high-end restaurant in the trade fair.

The official restaurant in Oil City requires a minimum consumption of 50 points per meal.

A meal for an ordinary survivor in the trading market is just a tortilla, worth 0.25 points.

In this Helexuan, 50 points are enough to sell corn cakes.

That’s equivalent to two hundred meals for an ordinary survivor.

It is not affordable for ordinary people.

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