Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 2090 Advancement to Level Three, So Awesome!

North area of ​​the trading market.

He stared blankly at the three administrative buildings.

I remember there used to be only one administration building.

Did I remember it wrong?
Two new administrative buildings have now been built, divided into three buildings: A, B, and C.

After getting out of the car, he asked a security guard and learned that the promotion process had to be handled in Building B.

"Thank you~" He thanked the armed guard and then walked towards Building B.

Upon arriving at the lobby of Building B of the administration building, one can see a long queue.

He walked to the back of the line and asked a man in his forties:
"Dude, is this the place for leveling up?"

Upon hearing this, the man turned his head and sized Liu Benshan up and down:

"Oh, right, you're here for a promotion too?" The man's attitude was quite indifferent.

Liu Benshan nodded and said:

"Yes, I just came back from outside. I didn't expect there to be three administration buildings now. I almost couldn't find it."

The man asked with a hint of curiosity in his eyes:
"What level did you advance from? Where did you come from?"

Liu Benshan answered truthfully:

"Level four, promoted to level three. Before that, I participated in the construction project supporting the Northwest. I was there for about half a year. What about you?"

The man looked at Liu Benshan with some surprise. He hadn't expected that this disheveled man was going to be promoted three levels.

“My name is Zhong Jiuling, a senior maintenance engineer at the market’s waterworks. I’m also about to be promoted to level three.”

Liu Benshan laughed and said:
"My name is Liu Benshan, and I am a Level 2 Supervisor in the Construction Department."

"What a coincidence, we're both here today to advance to the third level."

"It seems like I've been promoted to level three, which should bring a lot of benefits, right?"

Zhong Jiuling was much more patient with Liu Benshan, who was also about to be promoted to level three.

"Yes, even if work is suspended, you still get paid, plus other benefits."

People are just that materialistic; they tend to be more patient and respectful towards those at their own level.

After all, people at the same level can help each other.

The two chatted, and time flew by.

Soon it was Liu Benshan's turn.

Liu Benshan skillfully handed over the points number card.

This points number card serves many functions within the camphor tree's territory.

It serves the functions of an ID card, a meal card, and a bank card.

As long as you're in one of the five branch bases in Dazhangshu, you can't move an inch without this card, and you can't buy any supplies.

Therefore, the points number cards of those who were kicked out of the camphor tree's influence will also be automatically cleared.

They were essentially unregistered and unable to access any of the branch bases in Dazhangshu.

The staff inside looked up. "Look at the security camera!"

Liu Benshan quickly looked at the camera.

Click!

After taking a new photo, the staff compared it with Liu Benshan's previous photos.

While asking:
"Please state your name, date of birth, and workplace."

Liu Benshan quickly replied:

Liu Benshan was born in 1989.

The staff inside compared his information and confirmed that Liu Benshan was indeed the holder of the points number card.

After verifying that the photo matched the information, he replaced the old photo on his computer with the new photo he had just taken.

Then he emptied his blue points card and placed it in the recycling bin on the right.

He then bent down and took out a brand new green points number card from under the table, and put it on the card reader to back up the information.

After he finished doing all this, he handed over the green points number card, which symbolized a Level 3 personnel.

"Congratulations on your promotion to Level 3. Keep this points card safe; you'll need it to claim all Level 3 benefits in the future."

"The benefits for Level 3 staff are distributed every quarter. You need to go to the second floor to collect your benefits for this quarter."

"Thank you." Liu Benshan expressed his heartfelt gratitude and was about to leave.

But a staff member stopped him, saying, "Wait a minute."

The staff inside handed him a badge.

"You didn't take this badge."

Liu Benshan was taken aback, then quickly went over and received the badge.

This badge is made entirely of copper, and it certainly looks more impressive and high-class than his previous iron badge.

Within the camphor tree faction, besides the points number, there is another thing that can be used to identify oneself to others.

That's a badge.

This badge can be worn on your chest as an accessory, or you can put it away in your bag.

Now, many people in the base like to wear their badges on their chests.

However, Liu Benshan is rather low-key and doesn't like to show off his badges.

He put the bronze badge into his wallet, and when he opened the wallet, he saw the iron fourth-level badge inside.

They were all put in together.

Go upstairs to collect your benefits.

A large box containing many supplies:

One pound of candy and one pound of salt.

A box of dried meat, if you lift it, it weighs about half a pound.

A pack of corn silk cigarettes.

A box of mooncakes.

Ten pairs of socks and two pairs of towels.

A box of soap.

They are all miscellaneous items, totaling more than a dozen different kinds.

These are all everyday items, which they normally need to accumulate points to purchase.

Some of these items are so rare that they are difficult to purchase even with points.

Holding this box of supplies, the box is marked with the symbol of a large camphor tree.

Anyone could tell at a glance that this was a level three person.

It's like Shandong Province before the apocalypse: a young man in an executive jacket, driving a Passat, parks his car downstairs in his mother-in-law's apartment complex, and takes out rice, flour, and oil from the trunk. The value of that is simply too high.

The box in Liu Benshan's hand is similar to the rice, flour, and oil in the trunk of a car.

Moreover, the supplies in the box he was holding were different from those in the post-apocalyptic world where resources were plentiful.

Some of the supplies he has would amount to a considerable sum if purchased with points.

But all of these are free for Level 3 personnel!
"Hey, you've finally come out. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as Liu Benshan came out, he saw Zhong Jiuling holding a box at the bottom of the building steps.

He didn't expect that Zhong Jiuling was still waiting for him.

"Brother Zhong, why are you still waiting here?" Liu Benshan asked.

Zhong Jiuling laughed and said:
"Aren't we going to the residential area together? Are you going to the residential area too?"

“We’ve been promoted to Level 3 personnel, which means we can move to a different apartment. I was thinking, instead of sharing a room with others, why don’t we all share one?”

Liu Benshan then remembered the welfare benefits for third-level personnel, including housing.

Level 3 personnel are provided with free housing in the trading market and can also reside in the highest-grade Class A housing.

He originally lived in a Class B apartment in the residential area of ​​the trading market, which also required him to pay rent.

Moreover, the environment of Class B housing is far inferior to that of Class A housing.

This Category A housing is also divided into two types: one is specially provided for Level 3 personnel and is free of charge.

The second type is for housing for other level four and five personnel, but the housing fees are extremely high, requiring 1 point per day, which is 30 points per month.

However, some business owners may not be high-ranking, but they have a lot of points, so they choose to come to the second category, Grade A housing.

Both are Class A housing units, but they are separated by barbed wire.

The housing of Level 3 personnel is patrolled 24 hours a day, ensuring greater security and privacy.

Although Liu Benshan and Zhong Jiuling have reached Level 3, their qualifications are not yet sufficient, so they were not assigned a separate room and still have to stay in a four-person room or choose a six-person room.

Grade A housing only offers four-person and six-person rooms, as well as single rooms or suites.

Unlike Category B and Category C rooms, there won't be rooms with eight, ten, or even twelve people.

Liu Benshan thought about it after receiving Zhong Jiuling's invitation.

He thought Zhong Jiuling was right.
Rather than living with strangers with his family, he figured it was better to stay with this person he'd at least chatted with a few times. So he asked:
"Brother Zhong, there are three of us on my side: my wife and my daughter. How many people are on your side?"

He asked this question because he was considering whether to choose a four-person or a six-person room.

If Zhong Jiuling were alone, they could simply choose a four-person room, which would be perfect, and they wouldn't have to squeeze in with other people.

After hearing Liu Benshan say there were three people, Zhong Jiuling clapped his hands in surprise and exclaimed:

"That's perfect! I have three people with me: my mom and my son!"

Both of them were very happy, which meant they could simply find a six-person room.

Although there are more people in a six-person room, the room size is also larger than that of a four-person room.

Furthermore, each room in Category A housing has a toilet and a bathroom.

They no longer have to run out to squeeze into the toilet and queue up like before.

"Let's go then. Let's go to the room manager first and choose our rooms. We'll meet in the rooms later!" Zhong Jiuling said happily.

The two men, carrying their suitcases, chatted as they waited for the bus.

"Benshan, are you free tonight? How about our two families have dinner together and get to know each other?"

"Sure, I happen to have a week off. I'll wait for my wife to come home tonight and we can go together."

"What a coincidence, I also have two days off. Let's have a drink tonight. By the way, where does your wife work?"

"She works at the textile factory in the trading market. I bet she's still working at this hour."

Through conversation, Liu Benshan learned that Zhong Jiuling was three years older than him.

He has a thirteen-year-old son. Zhong Jiuling's mother has always lived with him and is now 70 years old.

Elderly people are not commonly seen in trading markets.

The two took a bus to the housing management office.

The number of Level 3 personnel is limited, so relatively few people come here to apply for Category A housing.

So they quickly checked into their accommodation: Room A-13-302.

The two took the keys and went to the Class A housing.

Unlike the other two types of housing, Class A housing has guards at the entrance.

"Can I see your badge or number card?" the guard asked, looking at the two men.

The two quickly took out their badges and then entered the Class A housing complex.

"Wait a minute!" the guard suddenly called out to the two.

The two turned their heads with puzzled expressions, looking completely bewildered.

The guard pointed to a house not far away and said:
"You must have just been promoted, right? Do any of your family members need to come and stay with you?"

"Yes, yes!" Liu Benshan quickly replied.

The guard explained:
"Have your family members go to that registration office in a couple of days to have their faces recorded for facial recognition, otherwise they won't be able to get in and out."

"OK, thanks."

Liu Benshan and his group had never been here before and were unaware of the rules.

Upon learning this, I was truly impressed; it was indeed a Grade A residence, truly high-class.

The two arrived at Building 13.

The Class A housing units have ten floors, but are equipped with elevators.

The buildings are relatively close together, and there is even some greenery.

The two arrived at room 302.

He opened the room door with the key.

There was a row of cabinets at the entrance for storing items.

There is a table by the window.

Overall, it is about 30 square meters in size, with two rows of beds and a total of six beds.

There were three tables in the center, and six chairs were pushed under the tables.

At the very back, there is a window, and below the window are two faucets and a washbasin.

On the far right, there is a small space that combines the toilet and shower.

All the tables and chairs are made of solid wood, and all of these pieces of furniture were made by the furniture factory in the trading market.

"That's really great!" Zhong Jiuling exclaimed.

Compared to his previous B-grade housing, which was only twenty square meters in size but housed eight people, this was a stark contrast.

Those Class C apartments are practically no different from pigeonholes.

The room we have now, while not large, has a fairly spacious hallway, much larger than the student dormitories before the apocalypse.

Liu Benshan put his heavy luggage on the ground, and then put down the box he was carrying.

"Brother Zhong, I'm going to move my things from where I used to live."

"Wait a minute," Zhong Jiuling quickly advised Liu Benshan.

“You’ve been away from Oil City for half a year. I guess you don’t know that a school has been opened here in the trading market, right? Your daughter is two years younger than my son. I guess she’s not in the B-level housing area. She should be studying in the elementary class at this time.”

"I'll take you to school."

Liu Benshan widened his eyes and asked:
"Schools? Are there even schools anymore? I have no idea!"

Zhong Jiuling also put his things down and smiled:

"The school was established around the same time you left. It's been running for several months now, right next to the residential area."

"Is the school expensive?" Liu Benshan asked.

Zhong Jiuling waved his hand and said:

"Expensive my foot! It's all free!"

Liu Benshan was utterly shocked. "Free? Is it really that good?"

Zhong Jiuling explained with a smile:
"I guess it's to encourage childbirth and cultivate new talent. Anyway, it's free now, but who knows what will happen in the future."

"Let me tell you, there are many people in the buffer city now. We live in the residential area of ​​the trading market, which is a real school district."

For children living in buffer zones, it takes more than half an hour to walk to school, or they have to pay 0.1 points to take the public bus.

Liu Benshan nodded. Suddenly, he felt that the oil city seemed to have become almost the same as before the apocalypse.

Even better for them, who are at the third level.

Food, housing, and even education are all free.

Before the apocalypse, these conditions were nowhere to be found.

After the two locked the room door, Liu Benshan followed Zhong Jiuling to a school near the residential area.

This school covers a large area, more than 100 acres.

There are seven or eight buildings in total, as well as a small playground.

Liu Benshan has not seen his daughter for a long time and misses her terribly at this moment.

He didn't know which class his daughter was in, so the two of them had to ask the security guard.

The gatekeeper was also unaware, so the two had no choice but to go to the teaching office to inquire.

Upon learning his daughter's class, Liu Benshan was anxious and rushed to Class 3 of the Junior High School in Building 3.

The teacher inside is giving a lesson.

The director of the teaching affairs office greeted the teacher who was giving a lesson inside.

Teacher Liu, who was teaching a literacy lesson, looked at Liu Nan below and said:
"Liu Nan, your dad is waiting for you at the door with two cans of camphor tree milk!"

The students next to them immediately cast envious glances.

"Too good!"

Wow! Camphor Tree Milk! This is something that's hard to buy even with points!

"Yes, Liu Nan, your father must be at least a Level 3 official!"

"Liu Nan, I've made up my mind. I want to be your best friend in the world!"

Liu Nan's eyes instantly reddened, and a faint sense of pride appeared on her face when she heard the praise from her classmates.

Six months ago, she was reluctant to let her father leave, but he said he was going to support the development of the Northwest.

Now, they're finally back.

She emerged from behind her desk and ran wildly toward the door.

Crystalline tears streamed down her face, and as she ran, the teardrops flew out.

After running to the door, she saw her father in the corridor, holding two large cans of camphor tree milk, which were very eye-catching and something that all her classmates envied!

She had seen this figure in her dreams many times.

"father!"

"Nah!"

The father and daughter hugged each other.

(End of this chapter)