The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1234 Look, it's snowing!

During the dark daytime, everyone is very busy, but once dinner is over, the day's work comes to an end, and everyone chats and laughs in the warm restaurant, reflecting on the changes from survival to life.

"Why did Elder Zong leave so quietly? He didn't even wait for us to see him off. I'll miss him terribly now that he's gone..."

"The old man may have a mouth as sweet as honey, but he really teaches a lot. I wonder if the journey back will be smooth."

"Ha, then you can rest assured. With Elder Zong's strength, as long as he's not surrounded by tens of thousands of crazed zombies, he'll be safe and sound!"

When everyone learned that Elder Zong had left, they were all filled with emotion and discussed the matter amongst themselves.

Zhang Su didn't chat with the others; he was discussing currency matters with Yu Wen.

Cigarettes, table salt, white sugar, and other hard currencies were excluded one by one. It is undeniable that these supplies are scarce and difficult to produce privately, but they also have many drawbacks. They are fine for short-term trading or even for exchanging supplies with other camps.

Long-term use within the camp is not suitable...

After rounds of screening and comparison, and taking into account multiple factors, it was finally decided that the blacksmith shop would recast coins exclusively for Tianma Island!

"The metal smelting and blacksmith shops on Tianma Island are completely controlled by core members. The casting process is supervised throughout. Once the molds are used up, they are put away or simply destroyed! With the current level of technology, no one can imitate them. It's just that the casting process takes a bit of effort."

After hearing Yu Wen's words, Zhang Su chuckled and said, "I just told Lao Ding to scale up the blacksmith shop, and then he got such a big order. He must be so happy he's practically snotting up his nose!"

Minting coins is a crucial step for any power.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid this matter cannot be handled solely by Master Ding!"

Yu Wen glanced at Ding Yongguo, who was eating on the other side, seemingly casually. The two were not close. From a manager's perspective, such a big matter as minting new coins must be handled by someone who could be completely trusted.

Once a monetary system is established, it needs to be maintained with extremely strong measures; otherwise, its collapse will have endless consequences!

Zhang Su had a good relationship with Ding Yongguo, but he also understood the importance of this matter. He nodded and said, "It is necessary to arrange for two people to keep an eye on it. Lao Yu, do you have anyone in mind?"

“The minting of new coins can be completed in about two weeks. The Ministry of Education is not busy at the moment, so Qingqing can participate in it. We can use chemical etching to add a layer of anti-counterfeiting.”

Yu Wen recommended Yu Qing without favoritism, but he wisely only recommended Yu Qing. He couldn't possibly take both spots when the boss said to arrange two people, could he? That would be foolish.

Zhang Su nodded and said, "Xinyu doesn't have any field missions lately, and she's bored at the camp. Let her go with Teacher Xiaoyu."

Zheng Xinyu may not be technically skilled, but her status is high enough, essentially equivalent to the leader being present. In addition, she has considerable combat ability. Anyone who dares to have any wicked thoughts under her nose will likely suffer a terrible fate.

"Xiao Zheng is good, very reliable. One last thing, Mr. Zhang, what are your thoughts on the denomination and design of the currency?"

Yu Wen tentatively inquired.

Zhang Su nodded and said, "Originally, I planned to have members from the economics department come up with ideas, but after thinking about it, I realized it didn't need to be so complicated. Three denominations will suffice, and we'll use the decimal system."

The smallest denomination will feature a mountain peak, modeled after the mountain on Tianma Island. The medium-sized denomination will have a celestial horse on it. And the largest denomination... Lao Yu, what do you think about printing the character "Qin" from Qincheng, like Qincheng Tianma Island?

"No no no!"

Yu Wen, unusually, shook his head repeatedly in rejection of Zhang Su's plan, and said solemnly, "Tianma Island was established by Mr. Zhang with the assistance of the brothers of the Yama Legion, so it should be based on this."

"Old Yu, I know you want to use this method to solidify the members' sense of belonging and cohesion, but... speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that Zhou Haotian still hasn't received the design of the Yama Legion's flag. He must have forgotten everything."

Zhang Su thought Yu Wen's suggestion was excellent.

“Xiao Zhou is very busy, so I asked a child with painting skills to come up with a plan for this matter. Mr. Zhang, please take a look.”

Unexpectedly, Yu Wen pulled out a notebook from his small bag, took out a folded A4 sheet from the middle, unfolded it, and a picture appeared on it!

"Who...who is this?"

Zhang Su picked up the paper and examined it carefully. It depicted a fierce-looking face with a celestial official's hat on its head, flame patterns on its face, eyes like copper bells, and a solemn expression. "King Yama, of course, some modifications have been made."

"To be honest, this design would be quite good as our legion's emblem, but wouldn't it be a bit too complicated to print on currency? Is it easy to make?"

Zhang Su studied the portrait of Yama, King of Hell, for a while, imagining it as an enlarged banner, which he found very intimidating.

Yu Wen smiled and said, "Leave professional matters to the professional craftsmen. They have the skills, so Mr. Zhang can rest assured."

"Okay, then let's print this on the largest denomination of currency! Ten mountains make up Tianma Island, and the Yama Legion governs Tianma Island, which makes sense. Not bad, not bad. Come on, Lao Ding, I have some good news to tell you!"

Minting coins was an important project for the entire camp. Strike while the iron was hot, Zhang Su then gathered all the relevant personnel and standardized and perfected the process and details, which did not end until after 10 p.m.

"Honey...why did you suddenly assign me such an important task? I'm afraid something might go wrong!"

During the previous discussion and research process, Zheng Xinyu was very proactive. After returning home, she finally asked the question that had been bothering her.

“Important tasks should naturally be handled by important people. Didn’t you say you were in charge of the money? That’s the real money bag for our camp, so we need to keep a close eye on it. What about the procedures? Why are you so quiet?”

As Zhang Su spoke, he went into the inner room and found the three fellows, Corpse Dog and Rat, gathered together in the dark room watching a video of Elder Zong's drill. They were very focused and only turned around to greet him when he opened the door.

"Money bag, oh, I understand."

Zheng Xinyu felt the burden on her shoulders suddenly become heavier, but it was okay, she would get used to it. Little did she know, this was just the beginning.

Tianma Island fell silent in the dead of night, and so did the seaside...

"Hmph, ha, hey!"

On the aircraft carrier, Kuang Miao tirelessly practiced the "Three Injury Fist" based on video recordings.

Chen Hanzhou sat quietly in meditation, focusing mainly on the strengthening technique, while also absorbing light to enhance the cold energy.

"Phew, Miaozi, don't forget what Brother Su and Dr. Fu were talking about. They still haven't figured out the energy source of your healing ability. Don't overdo it with training, or you'll burn it all out!"

After practicing for a while, Chen Hanzhou felt a strong wind beside him and reminded Kuang Miao to be careful not to overdo it.

Kuang Miao stopped what he was doing and shook his head awkwardly: "You think too highly of me. At my current level, I haven't even reached the point of damaging my internal organs to generate power. When you hear me suddenly 'Ugh!', that'll be it!"

When no one else was around, Chen Hanzhou and Kuang Miao seemed to have returned to their school days.

"You really do love to tell the truth. It's getting late, you... wait a minute!"

Chen Hanzhou was about to let Kuang Miao go and rest when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He stood up and looked at the sea.

"Where's the wave? It's gone..."

"The waves have stopped?"

Kuang Miao then realized what was happening and scratched his head, saying, "Oh yeah, now that you mention it, I feel like I haven't heard the splashing sound for a while! I was so engrossed in it that I didn't even notice when it stopped!"

"They came in strangely and left in bizarre ways! Seriously, this is unusual. I need to report this to Brother Su."

As he spoke, Chen Hanzhou got up to get the walkie-talkie, but at that moment, his body stiffened, and excitement and fervor gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Snow, it's snowflakes! Look, Miaozi, it's snowing!"

Chen Hanzhou pointed to the sky, where sparse snowflakes reflected the silver glow of the large, luminous sphere. Although there was no wind, the snowflakes, being very light, drifted down from mid-air.

(End of this chapter)