The male supporting character was actually myself.

"Achoo!" The cursed Jiang Chen suddenly sneezed, glancing down at the display screen on his arm.

His health condition was good, and he clearly had no symptoms of catching a cold, so he didn't take it seriously and continued drawing.

After finishing their business and washing up, Guan Xiaoyue and Zhang Yan, along with a dozen or so newly arrived and refreshed people, stood neatly in the hall waiting to be inspected.

"Are you a construction engineer?" After finishing his work, Jiang Chen came out and looked at the registration form Zhang Yan handed him, asking.

A thin, slightly dark-skinned woman in her fifties nodded, a faint smile on her face. "I participated in the construction of Vault 4326 and am very good at planning space according to the terrain."

"Engineers are in high demand these days, how come you..."

A trace of sadness crossed the old woman's face as she murmured softly, "Teaching an apprentice can starve the master. I was living a good life in the shelter I helped build, and during that time I took on a good apprentice."

After the shelter opened, I realized that although I was old, I was no less capable than young people. It just so happened that Wutong City needed an engineer for its expansion plan. There was only one spot, and I tried my best to help him get it, but the other party refused to add another person to the burden, even if it was to let him serve as their deputy and stay by their side.

As a result… I don’t know how he did it, but the night before I was to leave, I was tricked into getting on a transport truck carrying convicts and imprisoned. When the truck was to leave, I saw him get into the car that was supposed to pick me up… and head to Wutong City.

I managed to avoid hard labor in the labor camp thanks to my professional knowledge, but I was getting old and there wasn't much of a future there. I happened to be in Liuli City to buy mechanical components, and I heard from Miss Xiaoyue that Mr. Jiang's shelter needed expansion and that he treated his workers well, so I decided to take a chance and try my luck.

After listening, Jiang Chen looked up and carefully examined the old lady, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

Zhang Yan and Guan Xiaoyue, who were standing guard with guns, showed no emotional reaction. After all, they had heard too many stories of betrayal for profit in this kind of environment.

In the wasteland, humanity cannot withstand the test.

Chapter Sixteen: Conflict and Little Loli Rongbao

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Chapter Sixteen: Conflict and Little Loli Rongbao

"Highly skilled personnel, Xiaoyue has arranged for Teacher Li to stay in a single room on the first floor facing north." Jiang Chen ticked a mark on the list, then reminded, "My expansion here not only needs skilled personnel but also ordinary workers. Even if you don't know anything, as long as you follow orders and are willing to put in the effort, you can get a job that provides you with enough to eat and wear."

"Don't take on a job you're not qualified for. If anyone tries to get preferential treatment by exaggerating, I won't show them any mercy."

Then, his scrutinizing gaze fell upon the next person. "Are you a repairman?"

"Yes! I can repair air purifiers and rainwater filters, and I also know a little about vehicle repair. As long as it's not a major problem, I can fix it!"

The dark-skinned man in his forties, who was second in line, chuckled and rubbed his hands together. “I used to run a repair shop in the black market of Liuli City. But the rent and protection fees kept rising, and I could barely make ends meet. I happened to run into Miss Yan today, and she said this place was a good place to eat and drink my fill, so I came along.”

Jiang Chen glanced at Zhang Yan, then proudly puffed out her chest and whispered, "Old Zhang's character is absolutely impeccable, and his professional skills are top-notch. I can guarantee it!"

"Assigned to the technical staff level. Next..."

These dozen or so people were the skilled workers Jiang Chen had instructed them to recruit. After all, the expansion of the shelter was a systematic project, and he couldn't be in charge of everything. Someone had to take the lead to lay a solid foundation and quickly advance the expansion work.

Sure enough, a generous reward will surely attract brave men.

After purchasing various equipment, they successfully brought back sixteen new employees to join the team. Judging from Zhang Yan's neat handwriting on the registration form, the positions of various in-demand workers, from architectural engineers to mechanics, repairmen, and cooks, were basically filled.

"The script was updated so quickly this time." After instructing them to get to work, Jiang Chen returned to his room and found that the script had already been updated.

It's the same old story: other forces in Liuli City have their eyes on their prominent and conspicuous refuge and want to kill and rob them.

Then he fought and died, and Chen Luoqi transmigrated and directly inherited the shelter, becoming a super hero in everyone's eyes, while the original owner Jiang Chen was a despicable villain. He was loved and supported, had a good relationship with both worlds, slapped faces, built a harem, and lived a happy life...

"Why do they have to inherit my shelter before they can start showing off and slapping others in the face?" Jiang Chen wasn't surprised by the others' change of heart. After all, with the protagonist's halo shining brightly, who could compete with them?

The script was just too rigid. Couldn't they have cooperated and achieved a win-win situation?

Why does the male supporting character have to be a villain? If Chen Luoqi hadn't gone so far as to always try to smear himself, he wouldn't have had to go against the protagonist.

Even if he took advantage of her and said a few nice words, Jiang Chen couldn't be bothered to argue with him.

But to eat from a bowl and then curse your mother is absolutely intolerable!

The script team clearly wanted to catch him off guard, so the newly updated storyline was followed by an even stronger force attacking him that afternoon. He thought for a moment, then closed the shelter doors, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving, and prepared to fight back with full vigilance.

Adhering to the principle of "meeting the enemy head-on and dealing with whatever comes their way," the Horcruxes patrolled three kilometers outside the sanctuary and repelled three waves of attacks in just one day and one night.

"My goodness! What a wealthy and powerful boss!" Repairman Lao Zhang, his face covered in grease, stared at the warehouse piled high with weapons, vehicles, and various armors, holding a wrench in one hand and pliers in the other. He was stunned for a while before exclaiming in amazement.

Inspecting all this stuff will keep me busy for a while!

The elderly female architect carefully studied the unfolded shelter blueprints and the surrounding topographical map, striving to rationally plan and arrange the space outward from the existing shelter as the center to meet the various requirements put forward by Jiang Chen.

Human potential is enormous. After two days of dietary therapy, most people gradually recovered and regained their vitality. The children, in particular, were soon lively and chattering again.

Some patients with severe illnesses gradually recovered with the administration of prescribed medications, but there were no medications that could save disabled people who had lost limbs. Jiang Chen had no choice but to arrange for them to do some simple work for the time being, and to see if the mechanics could help them install mechanical prostheses when they had time.

The entire shelter is slowly developing in a positive direction, and everyone is full of hope.

"The working environment here is really quite nice!" Wang Wu, a young man in his early twenties, who was in charge of cooking, couldn't help but lick his lips as he looked at the mountain of canned meat.

He said that he used to cook for the hunters in Vault 681 and had a promising future. Unfortunately, when the hunters entertained their friends, he made a dish according to the hunters' tastes, which was criticized by the guests and led to his expulsion from the Vault.

As everyone knows, Vault 681 is full of politicians, so the level of treatment they receive is naturally the highest.

Wang Wu was kicked out of his job due to problems, and no shelter dared to take him in. Of course, most shelters simply couldn't afford expensive fresh ingredients. With nowhere to use his skills, he could only wander around doing odd jobs and scavenging.

When Zhang Yan mentioned that the new shelter was recruiting for various positions, Wang Wu volunteered and was selected.

What she was thinking was that Mr. Jiang had provided those fresh dishes and still had to cook them himself, which was quite a lot of work. It wouldn't be much difference if he hired a professional chef to take him home and reduce his burden. Wouldn't that make Mr. Jiang very happy?

As long as I put in a little more effort, Guan Xiaoyue can forget about being the only one favored!

However, there was one thing she couldn't understand: the main door was locked from the outside every night, so how did Guan Xiaoyue climb into bed to curry favor? Could it be that there was a secret passage in her room that led directly to Jiang Chen's bedroom?

After Wang Wu used his silver tongue to subtly glean information from Zhang Yan, he concluded that Jiang Chen, the shelter supervisor, was just a rich, simple-minded fool.

Using precious fresh ingredients to feed a group of elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people who have little use to them—isn't that just plain stupid?

Putting everything else aside, the ingredients they have to eat are enough to make them practically invincible in the wasteland. Yet Jiang Chen neither seeks power nor fame, but instead hides away and quietly does some foolish good deeds. He truly is someone from Vault 078 who comes from a privileged background and has never experienced hunger.

"What a fool with so much money..."

Wang Wu shook his head and sighed. He poured out a can of meat from his hand and took a few bites of the larger pieces of meat. He then opened another can and took a few bites. He finished all the meat from the cans he needed for the meal and was full. Only then did he casually cut up the rest and throw it into the pot.

When it was time to eat, everyone obediently got their food and sat down to drink slowly.

Why is there less and less meat in this porridge?

"The taste is getting worse and worse, it's quite different from the porridge Mr. Jiang initially gave us!"

"That's really strange. I heard that this new guy used to cook for the big shots at Vault 681. How come his cooking skills are so bad?"

"The vegetables in the porridge are of different sizes. If it weren't for the ones Mr. Jiang provided for comparison, it would be fine, but the difference between the pearl and the jade is too great."

"If you ask me, you guys are just ungrateful. You're lucky to even have food to eat, yet you're still being picky..."

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Groups of three or five people huddled together, whispering. Guan Xiaoyue, who was patrolling with a gun at the ready, heard this and immediately asked alertly, "Is there a problem with the porridge?"

"No, no, no! It's already a great blessing that Mr. Jiang is willing to take us in and let us eat every day. The porridge is very good, no problem!" Someone hurriedly said with a smile because of the gun in her hand.

Instead, a little girl with long, flowing hair came over carrying a bowl of rice. She looked up at Guan Xiaoyue and said earnestly, "Mr. Jiang, are you having some trouble? Since last night, there's been less and less meat in the porridge, and the taste is much worse than before. The vegetables I ate just now even had mud on them. Is there something wrong with the water purifier? Is there not enough water to wash the vegetables?"

As she spoke, she scooped up most of a vegetable leaf with a spoon, and it was clear that there were still traces of dirt and sand left on the freshly cut leaf.

Guan Xiaoyue's face immediately fell.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"I don't have a formal name. When my mother was still alive, she called me Rongbao."

"Rongbao, you haven't eaten much of this bowl of rice yet. Give it to me first, and I'll get you something even better later." Guan Xiaoyue saw that she was thin, short, and looked no more than ten years old. She explained softly as she took the bowl from Rongbao's hands and stirred it with a spoon.

The rice grains were loose, the leafy greens were uneven in size, and there were occasional bits of minced meat. It was far inferior to the vegetable and minced meat porridge that Brother Chen had distributed before!

"Wang Wu, you come out here!" Guan Xiaoyue's temper flared up immediately. She kicked the door of the technical staff dormitory with her long leg, making a loud noise that attracted the attention of everyone who was eating quietly.

Having just finished his busy work and eaten his fill, Wang Wu lazily walked out, a toothpick made from a soda can dangling from his mouth, picking at the bits of meat stuck in his teeth. He glanced at her up and down, then leaned against the doorframe with a smirk, whistled, and chuckled, "Little Yue, you're so pretty, why are you always so fierce? Girls should be gentler to attract men more..."

"Stop arguing with me!" Guan Xiaoyue didn't tolerate his bad habits. He was just a cook who couldn't even cook a proper meal. He was only brought back by that woman Zhang Yan, so she couldn't be bothered to give him any face.

She placed the bowl of thin porridge in front of him, immediately cocked the gun in her hand, and said coldly, "Is this the food you made? Tell me how much canned meat you skimped on!"

"What kind of attitude is this?" Wang Wu, a toothpick dangling from his mouth, knocked on the door with his other hand. The sign above the door read "Technician," and he said smugly, "Is this how your shelter treats its talent? I'm a renowned member of Shelter 681..."

Guan Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows and coldly rebuked, "With your skills, you dare to call yourself a professional chef? Cooking porridge is such a simple thing, anyone can do it better than you! I've been living in the wasteland for so many years, I'm not someone to be fooled. Tell me the truth about how much I skimped on."

"Tell me the truth, and I'll respect you as a man. I understand that after years of hunger, seeing so much good food can easily lead to greed, but if you repent, I can give Sister Yan face and let you off the hook. If you keep being stubborn, I won't tolerate any nonsense!"

Wang Wu stuck out his neck and said, "Every chef has their own method. What makes you think my cooking is bad? Nobody else has said anything, so why are you making such a fuss!"

Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you have a gun. If you have evidence that I embezzled funds, show it to me, and I'll turn around and leave without a word. Standing here with a gun and yelling at me without any evidence... Ha! Sister Yan promised me she'd cook a feast for the regulators, but I'm a top chef, not a shoddy cook!"

While they were arguing, Zhang Yan also came out of the room. Seeing that the corridor was surrounded by layers of people, she squeezed through to see what was going on.

"Sister Yan, you be the judge! This woman surnamed Guan is coming to pick a fight with me, even though she's brought her own leftovers. What did we talk about in the first place? I agreed that I would come here to cook three meals a day for the regulators, but after I arrived, she made me take over cooking for everyone. I didn't say anything, and she still has a bunch of other problems!"

"Ha, Sister Yan, this is the talent you recruited? Look at this, the vegetable leaves are cut like this with dirt and sand still stuck to them. A high-class chef? I spit on you!"

"Guan Xiaoyue, watch your mouth! Who said the porridge wasn't good? Step forward! I want to see what kind of ingrates Mr. Jiang has raised!"

"Zhang Yan, stop making trouble here. There's nothing wrong with the rice, vegetables, and meat that Brother Chen provided. The porridge we're cooking now is watery and there's hardly any meat in it. What does that have to do with Brother Chen? Isn't it because the people you brought back embezzled the food? Heh, you're so protective of him, could it be that you two are in cahoots to cheat Brother Chen out of supplies?"

"You little slut who climbs into bed..."

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When Jiang Chen was called in by the little girl named Rongbao, he saw Wang Wu watching the commotion with a toothpick in his mouth. Guan Xiaoyue and Zhang Yan were almost fighting, and the other members of the Wild Wolf Gang surrounded Guan Xiaoyue, eyeing her menacingly.

"Quiet!"

There were too many onlookers, making a ruckus everywhere. Jiang Chen, holding a megaphone, coldly uttered two words.

The two women, who were fighting like cocks, suddenly found their leader and stopped arguing with each other, instead vying to complain to him.

"Rongbao, tell them how the porridge has been since Wang Wu became the chef?" Jiang Chen ignored the two women and looked down at the quiet little girl beside him.

She blinked her big eyes and said slowly and deliberately, "Last night was the first meal that Brother Wang Wu cooked. It didn't taste as good as Mr. Jiang's, but the amount of meat and vegetables was still the same."

This morning's second meal was a bit thinner than before, and there seemed to be less meat in it;

Lunch was the third meal. The vegetables were cut unevenly, and there was much less meat. Of course, it's also possible that he deliberately didn't stir the food properly when he served it. I noticed that when he saw a pretty girl, he would scoop the thicker portion from the bottom of the bucket, while others would scoop the porridge from the top.

The dinner that night was even worse; I even found unwashed vegetables in the bowl.

When Mr. Jiang delivered those vegetables, I went to check on them out of curiosity. The leaves were all very clean; even after rinsing, there wouldn't be any dirt or sand left in the crevices.

Wang Wu, with a long face, said in a sullen voice, "Mr. Jiang, do you really believe what this kid says?"