The male supporting character was actually myself.

"Ha, I'm not going to die! Let's see how the scriptwriters write their story!"

The little dumpling pouted and muttered, "I really misjudged her. I thought Guan Xiaoyue was a nice person."

The original owner had just died fighting to protect them, and she immediately turned around and colluded with Zhang Yan to check out the sealed-off room. That very night, she slept with Chen Luoqi. This spineless coward is utterly useless; host, please don't entrust her with any important tasks in the future.

"For you, the most important thing is to plunder as much gold and silver as possible." Jiang Chen wasn't angry at all, and said slowly, "My first task is to train the protagonist to be less pretentious and more practical. If he has good character, a win-win cooperation would be best."

The second task is to discover the various talents who previously served the protagonist and place them in positions where they can realize greater value in their lives.

This way, even if I eventually die of old age and can no longer provide sufficient food, I can still ensure the establishment of a large, self-sufficient base in the wasteland, allowing life to continue to thrive.

The little white kitten lowered its head, patted its fluffy tail, and meowed softly, "They're dropping nuclear bombs everywhere every day. I really don't know if this world is ever going to be saved..."

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate." Jiang Chen looked around and saw that most of the refugees had finished washing up. He turned on the loudspeaker he had recorded beforehand, and his clear voice immediately echoed throughout the shelter, "Everyone, line up and take your bowls and chopsticks from the boxes next to the pool. Remember, these are your own, so keep them safe! Then, maintain order and don't push or shove. Come and get your food!"

Anyone who violates the rules will receive a warning the first time, a temporary halt to food distribution the second time, and will be thrown out of the shelter the third time. Everyone must obey orders, refrain from pushing or shoving, and wash their own utensils after eating so they can use them again next time…

The loudspeaker blared again and again, and the people who had replenished their water were like parched soil soaked with rainwater, radiating new vitality after washing themselves clean.

Although he still moved slowly and remained expressionless, there was a clear, sparkling light in his eyes.

"Waaaaah... I thought I was going to die and be taken to a cannery!"

"Idiot, I knew it wasn't a cannery when I got on the truck. Haven't you heard? Canneries wouldn't use transport trucks with oxygen! I thought I was being forced into labor."

"What is that smell? How can it smell so good?"

"Shh! Grab your own bowls and chopsticks. Who cares what it is, as long as it fills your stomach!"

"Do you think they might make us eat some weird things for radiation experiments? I've heard that secret experiments are being conducted in many places!"

"As long as we can fill our stomachs, why think so much? Whatever we do with it is much better than being sent to a cannery..."

…………

After drinking water, everyone was still weak and listless, but at least they could communicate in hushed tones.

A little girl with waist-length hair and fair skin mingled in the crowd. Her freshly dried hair was incredibly smooth, making her figure appear even more slender. She obediently took a bowl and chopsticks and moved forward in line. Smelling the strong aroma filling the air, she looked longingly at the young man distributing food at the end of the line, a tiny glint of light flashing in her large, clear eyes.

Jiang Chen stirred the lukewarm rice porridge in the large iron bucket and ladled more than half a bowl into each person's bowl.

These people have been hungry for too long. At the beginning, the amount of food must be controlled, otherwise it could be fatal. After these two days, their stomachs will be able to adapt to the food before they can eat more.

Therefore, he specifically chose the lowest grade of vegetable and minced meat porridge in the food maker, using rice transported by the protagonist Chen Luoqi. After being soaked and cooked thoroughly, it was almost mushy, which was enough to fill his stomach and provide the most basic nutrition and calories.

The refugees thanked the organizers and lined up to receive their share of porridge, then found a place to squat down and bury their heads in their food.

Everyone finished most of the fragrant rice porridge in three to five minutes, licking the stainless steel bowl clean.

"Let me introduce myself." After everyone had finished eating and was patiently listening, Jiang Chen picked up the megaphone and said loudly, "My name is Jiang Chen. I am a resident of the former 078 shelter and also its supervisor."

I wonder if anyone has heard of Vault 078. Everyone who comes out of it carries a heavy responsibility—to rebuild the nation and restore order.

It took me several years to completely rebuild this place after I left the shelter. Everyone, you are the first group of refugees I took in. From today onwards, you are members of Jiang Chen Shelter!

Your current health is a concern, so I won't be assigning you any work for the time being. But I want everyone to remember that this is a wasteland, and to survive, you must prove your worth!

No disturbances or fights are allowed in the shelter. If you have any problems, you can contact Guan Xiaoyue for help.

Once everyone has recovered, I will arrange work according to each person's specific situation. Only those who work hard to build this community have value and can stay here and eat and drink well. If anyone feels they cannot do it, I will not force them; you can raise your hand and leave now.

His imposing gaze swept over the group, and everyone watched him quietly with focused eyes, waiting for him to continue.

go?

They were originally discarded and auctioned off, so it's already incredibly lucky that they were taken in by such a high-standard shelter. If they work well, they'll get delicious meals. Only a fool would cause trouble and try to leave!

Such delicious food was something even the overseers in the original shelter couldn't get. Despite their great power, they had to rely on nutrient solutions to survive. If other people in the wasteland knew that there was such high treatment here, they would definitely fight tooth and nail to get in!

Let alone rebuilding their homes, as long as they could eat such delicious food and drink water freely every day, they would be happy even if they were sent underground to mine!

Chapter Thirteen: Quickly Cutting Off His Escape Route

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Chapter Thirteen: Quickly Cutting Off His Escape Route

"I've posted all the rules for the shelter on the wall." Seeing that no one responded, Jiang Chen continued, "Twenty people per room. You'll be responsible for your own arrangements tonight. If you have any complaints about uneven distribution, you can talk to Xiaoyue."

From the moment you check in, meals will be served at 8:00 AM, 12:00 PM, and 5:00 PM every day. For the first few days, you won't be allowed to eat as much as you like, as your digestive system might not be able to handle it and you could easily overeat. After that, meals will be provided until you are full.

Drinking water is marked on the wall of each room. You must fill your own bowl with water and drink it. Wasting water is not allowed.

Starting tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM, anyone with special skills can contact me to sign up. Job assignments will be based on individual skills and abilities. Lights out in the shelter will be turned off at 9:00 PM to conserve energy. You are now free to move around and find your rooms.

He gave Guan Xiaoyue a look, and she immediately understood. Holding a gun and waving it around in the corridor was quite intimidating.

Of course, most elderly, weak, sick and disabled people don't need such deliberate intimidation. If they hadn't just finished eating and weren't too full to have converted their energy into the energy their bodies need and didn't have the strength to cheer and jump for joy, they would have jumped up excitedly long ago.

Labor has been a constant part of their lives. Generations have lived under the influence of war and disaster; without hard work, they would go hungry. After entering the shelter, there was even more to do. After all, no one wants to support a useless person who does nothing. For them, the fear wasn't working, but having no work to do!

A while ago, the shelter got some kind of machine that replaced a lot of manual labor, so the elderly, weak, sick and disabled people who couldn't do much work and still needed to consume nutrient solutions were eliminated.

If anyone still has a wish, it's only one: if only the overseer Jiang Chen could take over the entire Vault 177, then everyone could reunite with their families...

When Zhang Yan and her many subordinates came out refreshed after washing up and changing into new clothes, Guan Xiaoyue had already arranged for everyone to be assigned to rooms and was waiting for her to have dinner together.

The members of the Wild Wolf Gang were arranged to eat in the hall. Each person had three steaming hot steamed buns, two large bowls of vegetable and minced meat porridge, plus one meat dish and one vegetable dish.

Jiang Chen, Guan Xiaoyue, and Zhang Yan sat at the restaurant table with a sumptuous six-dish-and-one-soup meal laid out.

"Fish-flavored eggplant, braised beef brisket with tomatoes, bok choy with shiitake mushrooms, boiled sliced ​​pork, stewed chicken with mushrooms, braised pork, and mushroom soup. Tonight's main dish is fried noodles." He introduced each dish one by one as usual, and couldn't help but smile as he watched Zhang Yan, who was completely captivated and drooling, not even bothering to wipe it away.

Guan Xiaoyue felt relieved to see her naive and unsophisticated expression, and added with a smile, "These are all fresh ingredients that Brother Chen spent a lot of money to get. See this shiitake mushroom and bok choy dish? Growing these two freshest vegetables requires a huge amount of energy! Ha, you've never even heard of these two dishes before, have you?"

You think you know so much, you little slut! You only got that by climbing into someone's bed, didn't you?

Zhang Yan felt somewhat embarrassed and glared at the other person fiercely.

"As long as you listen to Brother Chen obediently, you'll be eligible to stay in the shelter and eat fresh food. Remember—you must be obedient. If he says east, you can't go west. You can't talk back; you must obey orders!" Guan Xiaoyue ignored her sullen expression and patiently waited for Jiang Chen to start eating before picking up her own chopsticks to add food. "You need to know the rules. Following Brother Chen will allow you to see a wider world in the future."

Zhang Yan clearly didn't know how to use chopsticks, so he grabbed a spoon and held it in his hand. With a slight smile on his face, he replied, "Mr. Jiang, a meal like this is incredibly expensive. Our Wild Wolf Gang will definitely do our utmost to help protect your life. After all, if any other force knew that you were so generous, it would probably attract robbery."

As she spoke, she glanced at Guan Xiaoyue and then smiled, "Mr. Jiang, you also need to be careful. If you encounter someone with a rebellious streak who wants to seize power and plays dirty tricks on you when you're not paying attention, then that refuge will change hands."

Jiang Chen smiled knowingly and replied with a playful look in his eyes, "Thanks for the reminder. But since I dared to show my strength, it means I'm not afraid of being targeted. As for whether anyone will try anything underhanded... I'll wait and see."

This meal was anything but peaceful.

Guan Xiaoyue and Zhang Yan, two women who were jealous of each other and loved to quarrel whenever they met in the original story, exchanged barbs and sarcasm at the dinner table. Even Rongtuanzi found it annoying and went outside to eat dried fish.

Jiang Chen was happy to see them compete on equal footing, since at the beginning no one could guarantee that one of them was not disloyal, and it would be more advantageous for him to keep an eye on each other.

"Burp!" After a satisfying meal, Zhang Yan, who was in the foodie persona, wanted to eat the whole plate. He licked the bowl clean of his fourth serving of fried noodles before finally letting out a burp.

She blushed slightly, covered her mouth, and glanced at Jiang Chen with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Hmm~ Host, in the story, the protagonist admires Zhang Yan's 'I'm so full and have nothing better to do' expression, saying it's cute in a contrast. I don't see that at all. I just think she's quite annoying. She's so arrogant and has no manners. She won't stop eating until she's half-dead. A woman who doesn't know how to control herself is no good!"

The little white cat perched on its host's shoulder, elegantly licking its paws as it commented.

"That's enough for tonight. Now that we've reached an agreement, starting tomorrow, the Wild Wolf Gang will officially join my shelter as security personnel. The shelter will provide food, lodging, weapons, and transportation. Everyone will be ready to obey my orders at any time."

Jiang Chen glanced at the two of them with a serious expression and said coldly, "In addition to the rules we just agreed on, there is one more—no one is allowed to approach the room I sealed off. Anyone who dares to disobey orders, no matter who it is, will be expelled from the shelter immediately!"

Zhang Yan nodded hurriedly, "Mr. Jiang, please rest assured, I will definitely keep an eye on my brothers and not let anyone get close."

"I'll work hard these next couple of days to make the enclosed room safer." He sighed, a hint of weariness on his face. "Actually, the reason I don't let anyone near is because I'm holding a special person inside."

He has precious bacterial and viral specimens on his body. Currently, there is no scientific method to develop a specific drug to resist the bacteria and viruses on his body, and people who come into contact with him are very likely to be infected.

This person came from a secret research project that had been abruptly halted; he was a failed experiment and should have been executed. But I felt a pang of conscience and wanted to try one more time to see if I could render him harmless—after all, he was a living, breathing human being.

Guan Xiaoyue and Zhang Yan were stunned.

"What you're talking about... is it the legendary superhuman modification project?" Zhang Yan's face flushed slightly with excitement, and her eyes sparkled as she whispered, "I've heard that many high-level shelters conduct strange experiments. You came from Shelter 078, so you must have mastered a lot of advanced technology!"

Jiang Chen nodded solemnly, "I suppose so. His name is Chen Luoqi, and he's a test subject in a top-secret research project. I'm telling you this because I'm worried that someone might be curious and try to peek. If the virus or bacteria leaks out and infects the entire shelter, including me, we'll all die."

You have no idea how much effort I put into safely placing him in that room.

I don't want anyone to ruin the entire shelter's bright future out of curiosity. If the bacteria or virus we're infected with has a long incubation period, and we're infected without knowing it and come into contact with others, human-to-human transmission could wipe out humanity entirely in the wasteland.

"That scary?!" Guan Xiaoyue exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Yan glanced at her disdainfully. "What do you think? Why has our world become like this? Isn't it because the pre-disaster wars were too brutal? Back then, they used viral and bacteriological warfare. Those aren't things that bullets can see; they're things you can't see that make you sick and become a source of infection. It's terrifying!"

"I'm only telling you two about Chen Luoqi. Zhang Yan, you keep an eye on your men; Xiao Yue, you manage the members of the shelter and don't allow anyone to come near here."

Jiang Chen continued his deception, saying, "After undergoing special experiments, he's become a bit eccentric. Sometimes he claims to have transmigrated; other times he says he's the chosen one who can conjure up supplies—all nonsense. Don't be fooled if any of these claims are heard. Control your curiosity, and you'll survive longer in this wasteland!"

"I understand!" the two women replied at the same time.

They've all lived in the wasteland; what strange and wonderful people haven't they seen?

Ha, all that time travel and turning into resources, it's all just people being driven crazy by this chaotic world. Starving and hungry, they start having wild thoughts, and then they start believing them and go insane.

If a time machine that could travel through time were actually invented, those big shots would have already run off to the peaceful pre-disaster era to enjoy themselves! People in the wasteland don't believe in fairy tales; nothing is more important than being well-fed, watered, and possessing overwhelming firepower.

Jiang Chen can provide it; he is the god I swear to defend to the death!

As for where these things came from, that's something he should consider; he should just do what he's entitled to. When he can no longer provide supplies, he should consider going solo.

Both are women who have established themselves in the wasteland world through their own strength. Although they don't see eye to eye, they are similar in that they are both calm and realistic.

"Host, I'm afraid this won't fool us." The fluffy dumpling sighed as it flipped through the script, "Why don't we just cut off their supply altogether?"

Jiang Chen stared at the shelter construction plans spread out on the table, pondering how to make the room where the protagonist had transmigrated safer. Hearing this, he casually asked, "What do you mean by 'cutting off the fuel supply'?"

The little white cat proudly puffed out its chest and meowed, "Host, try your best to survive the part where the script team wants to kill you off by smashing props. Then, when the protagonist transmigrates, I will follow him to another world. Things will be much easier there."

Meow just took his teleportation device!

From now on, the one with the cheat ability is me, the soft, cute, and clever Little White! Host, whatever you want, I can get it for you. How about it? Let's kick the protagonist out of the game!

Jiang Chen chuckled after hearing this, and rubbed the round, fluffy ball of fluff, saying with a smile: "First of all, if you really dare to snatch the protagonist's cheat, the main system's review department will probably come over immediately to check what's going on."

Secondly, even if the main system discovers that I, the best supporting actor, didn't obediently die, and still imprison the protagonist and treat him as a tool, and that you even stole his cheat ability but were magnanimous enough not to punish us, the script team will definitely hold a grudge. Don't forget that we already have a grudge against the script team.

In the end, wasn't the protagonist's cheat ability just something the script team directly arranged?

They can give us whatever they want, and set things up however they want, as long as it's not outrageously excessive; the main system won't interfere. How do you know that if they take away the time-travel artifact, the script team won't retaliate by giving the protagonist an even more powerful cheat ability? Making him invincible and constantly targeting us would be even more troublesome, wouldn't it?

Fluffy dumpling: !!(o'?'o)?o????