Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

"Deal." Zhong Xun gritted his teeth and agreed, but looking at the huge giant zombie, he felt that he was not at a loss.

"Wait a minute." Jin Huaimin looked at them with a gloomy face, "According to the regulations of the White Tiger Base, you can't just trade like this."

As soon as he said this, both Zhong Xun and Song Xia looked towards him. Jin Huaimin took a deep breath. No matter how ugly the words were, he had to say that they could not form an alliance like this.

"According to the rules, those who are protected by the White Tiger Base must hand over half of the supplies."

Zhong Xun retorted dissatisfiedly: "That's for ordinary people. When did you collect so much from people with superpowers?"

Song Ziming also sneered and said: "You also said that we are protected by the White Tiger Base. Are we protected?"

"And the mission this time is not a mission issued by the base management office, right?"

"Let me add one more point. If it's based on handing over, Mr. Jin, you still have to replenish half of our supplies. If I remember correctly, the research institute is an organization affiliated with the base, right?"

Zhongxun laughed: "That's right, Uncle Jin, the results of the institute are shared by the base and are affiliated with the base, so we still have to supplement Sister Song's half of the supplies. We may not be sure whether it is level [-] or level [-]." of zombies, can you tell me how much is appropriate?"

"You..." Jin Huaimin pointed at him, holding a sullen sigh in his heart.

"That research institute is clearly under your jurisdiction."

"Although it is under my jurisdiction, it is a research institution belonging to the base. Aren't Sister Song and the others just handing it over? What do you think is the appropriate compensation? I think Sister Song has brought back so many superpowers this time. From now on, they will all be treated as management. Let’s allocate resources, including weapons, and they must be allocated in place.”

Song Ziming added: "Speaking of which, my mother Song and Uncle Zhong are both managers of the base, and the research institute is also affiliated with the base. We all agree on something. Why don't you agree, Mr. Jin? Do you want to monopolize this giant zombie? But you It’s useless to occupy it, you don’t have the talent to do research, or do you want this crystal core to stimulate superpowers?”

After he finished speaking, he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm young and can't speak with my brains. Mr. Jin, don't worry about it. After all, my mother Song brought this zombie back. In the end, we didn't get anything. Why did we turn in the zombie to the research institute?" What if I have to hand over half the value of supplies later?”

Song Ziming's words made everyone nod. Yes, they brought back zombies, and they didn't hide them themselves, so why should they hand them over?
"If we do this again, will we still be at a loss when we come back from looking for supplies from outside?"

"Isn't it wrong to send it to the research institute? It is good for the base if the research results are produced? Why does Mr. Jin still stop it?"

"I used to think Mr. Jin was quite fair, but why are you always targeting Sister Song and the others lately?"

"Why else? I'm afraid that my status will be threatened."

"Tsk, I thought he was trying to protect the survivors, but I didn't expect that he was just protecting his own rights."

When Jin Huaimin heard these whispers, he almost fainted. Didn't these ignorant people hate the research done by Zhongxun the most?Why do you worship now?
Little did he know that Min Hui and the others had begun to achieve results in maintaining security in the base in the past two months. Some superpowers would expand after the apocalypse. However, as the apocalypse lasted longer and longer, they gradually calmed down and oppressed those who were defenseless. People will feel bored after a long time.

Furthermore, there are also levels among people with superpowers. If you bully ordinary people at will, can someone with stronger powers than you also bully you at will?
After all, Song Xia is the only one with the best strength in this base, and everyone else may be surpassed.

Most people want to live a stable life, and most people's consciences have not yet been extinguished. Therefore, in just two months, although they have not joined, they still agree with Min Hui's approach.It’s the end of the world, and there are still people like this who selflessly protect the safety of survivors. Isn’t it worthy of respect?
It was fine if there was no comparison before, but now that there is a comparison, you can see how hypocritical Jin Lao and the others are.

To put it nicely, he established a survivor base, but it was just to gather people together and maintain his dominance. The base was not his, it was only because of so many superpowers and ordinary people that he had this base.

To put it bluntly, Song Xia now has no chance to control those dangerous weapons before the end of the world. Otherwise, if she cheers up, everyone can immediately rebuild a base next door. Who will you be, Mr. Jin?

Zhongxun listened to the heated discussion of the superpowers. In fact, he felt uncomfortable. After all, he had worked with Uncle Jin for so many years. Especially now that Uncle Jin was being questioned, would he do the same in the future?Can the institute's experiments continue?

Unexpectedly, Song Xia had quietly gathered so many people's hearts. It was really scary!

What's even more frightening is that he and Uncle Jin don't seem to be able to deal with it yet. Do they really want to use those weapons?Once used, you may even lose yourself.

"Uncle Jin, we know that you also disagreed for the sake of the base. After all, only by handing in supplies can the base distribute things to everyone. We didn't make it clear, so you misunderstood."

"Yes, that's right, it's all for the base." The secretary behind Jin Huaimin quickly responded, "We, Mr. Jin, also want to distribute more supplies to everyone in the base. Mr. Jin was busy last night about the plantation until this morning. I just came here in a hurry and didn’t understand the situation.”

Although he knew he was talking nonsense, Zhong Xun changed his tone. Behind Jin Huaimin, there were several high-level superpowers who looked over coldly, and their discussion slowly stopped.

But no one is talking about it now. However, opinions have been formed and cannot be easily eliminated.

The superpowers who came back with Song Xia and the others had interesting expressions on their faces when they saw this farce. It was the end of the world, and these people were still dreaming of being rulers!

It seems that their choice was not wrong, at least Sister Song did not have these twists and turns.

Moreover, Sister Song was strong enough to convince them to follow her. They didn't like to be manipulated by power.

If they really want the good of the world, they will just give a little. If it is just to consolidate their dominance, no one is a fool.

That Jin Lao, in this post-apocalyptic reconstruction, hypocrisy will not last forever.

A group of people followed Song Xia and walked past Jin Huaimin. No matter how angry Jin Huaimin was, he could only endure it now. After all, he was unreasonable. Not only that, he also had to distribute materials to resettle the people Song Xia brought back. As the saying goes, efforts are not rewarded.

After all, if he continues to object, no one will stop him. If he continues to block it, more people will think about it. Is he doing it for the base or himself?

The last days are already hard enough, and everyone’s survival is already very difficult. Are you still here scheming? Is it interesting?

If you insist on going your own way, you really regard the White Tiger Base as your own territory. Do you want to become a local emperor?Nothing is so cheap. When everyone gathered here, the purpose was to join a group to keep warm, not to support anyone.