Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

Chen Shou nodded, affirming Old Zhao's assessment:

"Well, in that case, Su Ye's combat strength and role have been tested."

The rules for distributing spoils will be changed from now on.

I'll take 30%, and the remaining 70% can be divided among the three of you.

He paused, and seeing that no one objected, he continued,

"Secondly, the harvest in Qintang Village this time is very large."

As agreed beforehand, everything will be taken out and distributed in a little while.

Anyone who has something they don't want or don't need can bring it out and exchange it with someone else on the spot.

Old Zhao shrugged, indicating he had no objection.

Lin Wei shook her head silently.

Su Ye would have no objections. Jumping from 10% to sharing 70% with Lin Wei and Old Zhao was already a huge recognition and promotion.

Finally, there's the issue of those two cars.

Chen Shou looked at Su Ye.

"Su Ye wants that van. Take a portion of the value from the supplies you received and we'll calculate the exact amount after we've tallied it up."

However, there is still a problem.

He tapped his fingers on the table.

Even if the supplies were distributed to individuals, with your current vehicles...

It probably can't hold much.

Especially those bulky and heavy items like rice, flour, oil, and bottled water.

What I mean is, we should keep that 4.2-meter van for public use.

Besides leaving enough supplies in their own vehicles, the excess can be put in that cargo box.

The cost of driving, maintaining, and burning fuel for that vehicle will be covered according to the proportion of the supplies we each put in the vehicle.

In the future, anyone who needs to transport things can put them on this vehicle, but the cost of maintaining the vehicle will be shared by everyone according to their respective proportions.

How was it?

Old Zhao nodded first:

"become!

This is a good idea; otherwise, we wouldn't have anywhere to put our things, and we wouldn't even have a place to lie down every day.

Lin Wei nodded slightly, and her clear, cool voice rang out:

"Can."

Su Ye naturally had no objections.

Although he was about to have a bread cart, the space in the bread cart was limited.

He was also thinking of making a space in the back of the bread cart to put a sleeping bag or a single bed.

If we pack everything into supplies, there won't be any room left!

He has been sleeping in Mother Earth's embrace for a long time; we can't keep troubling Mother!

With a van as a logistical supplement, he can free up space!

As for the lack of supplies, once you become a Sequence Transcendent, you generally won't experience any shortages.

For at least the past three months, no matter how scarce supplies were, the three of them never lacked any.

Surely he can't run out of supplies right after becoming a Sequence Transcendent?!

The tent flap was lifted, and Chen Shou stepped out first, followed closely by Old Zhao, Lin Wei, and Su Ye.

The light in the camp was already dim, but the sun had not yet completely set.

Chen Shou stood still on the open ground, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings before landing on Lao Liu, who was inspecting the tires of an armored personnel carrier.

"Old Liu, go and call Zhao De and Lin Shuixian."

Also, call over the van and bread truck drivers.

"it is good."

Old Liu put down his tools and ran over to call a few people over.

Chen Shou and the others had all arrived before he spoke:

"The harvest from Qintang Village now needs to be tallied and distributed."

Old Liu, you take the lead.

Together, we unloaded all the supplies from the vans and bread trucks and neatly stacked them according to their categories right here on this open space.

He paused, then turned his gaze to Lin Shuixian:

"Narcissus, you're in charge of recording the process when unloading."

The types and quantities of supplies must be clearly distinguished.

Lin Shuixian nodded:

"Okay, my laptop is in the car, I'll go get it now."

She turned and jogged back to the SUV, taking a hardcover notebook and a ballpoint pen from the passenger seat.

"After all the supplies are unloaded and sorted,"

Chen Shou then directed the remaining tasks to the group.

"The allocation will be made according to the proportions agreed upon before we entered Qintang Village."

Su Ye took 10%.

He looked at Su Ye.

"Of the rest, I'll take 40%, Lao Zhao 30%, and Lin Wei 30%."

He specifically added,

"Su Ye, after you've divided the money, deduct a 20-liter can of gasoline from your 10% share."

That bread truck is yours.

The vehicle was brought back as part of the team, and you were originally entitled to a share. Taking a can of oil is just a token gesture.

Su Ye nodded:

"clear."

"Did you all hear me clearly?"

Chen Shou made the final confirmation.

"I heard you clearly."

The five responded in unison.

"Let's begin."

Old Liu turned and walked towards the 4.2-meter van, with Zhao De following closely behind.

Two temporary drivers ran toward the silver-gray bread truck.

Lin Shuixian followed after him, holding an open notebook in one hand and a pen in the other.

Old Liu opened the back door of the van and the side door of the bread truck.

In the still-dark light, the warehouse was crammed full of stored goods.

The whole box of canned goods, instant noodles, biscuits, etc., was neatly stacked and packed full;

Ten-kilogram bags of rice and sacks of flour were piled up to half a person's height;

Twenty-four-bottle mineral water cartons were stacked from the bottom of the carriage all the way to the top.

Four five-liter bottles of cooking oil were bundled together and neatly stacked.

The most space-consuming items were the standard 20-liter gasoline cans and the large 200-liter round barrels, arranged at the very back.

Old Liu and Zhao De exchanged a glance, rolled up their sleeves, and started working.

Boxes and packages of supplies were unloaded from the truck, landing on the ground with a dull thud.

The bread truck also unloaded boxes of vacuum-packed cooked food and snacks, as well as some medicines and daily necessities.

Lin Shuixian's eyes quickly scanned each unloaded item, her pen moving swiftly across the paper as she read aloud the recorded information:

"Twenty boxes of various fruits and canned meat..."

10-kilogram bags of rice, 22 bags in total...

Eighteen bags of white flour...

Twenty-four bottles of mineral water, forty cases...

Twenty bottles of five-liter cooking oil...

Twenty-liter gasoline drums, twenty-eight drums...

Two hundred-liter gasoline drums, four drums...

More than forty boxes of ready-to-eat foods such as biscuits and instant noodles...

Medical supplies, two boxes...

Tools and miscellaneous items, three boxes…

Her counting continued amidst the panting of the porters and the dull thuds of the goods hitting the ground.

The sound wasn't loud, but it could be clearly heard in the gradually quieting camp.

The other people in the camp gradually gathered around.

Those survivors who were preparing dinner, packing their belongings, or simply resting,

They all stopped what they were doing and stood at a distance, looking in this direction.

The camp had already started fires, enough for them to see the mountains of supplies being unloaded from the trucks.

This was the most complete and abundant harvest they had seen in the three months since the apocalypse.

Boxes of canned goods, bags of grain, neatly stacked drinking water...

Some people subconsciously swallowed.

Some people stared blankly.

Some people showed a complex expression, a mixture of envy, longing, and jealousy.

The unloading process lasted nearly forty minutes.

After the last box of workers unloaded the truck and the last barrel of gasoline was rolled to the designated location, several neat "mountains of supplies" had been piled up on the open ground.