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30: Base Aunt

Slap! Slap! Slap! ... Aunt Lin was slapping herself hard, but Su Rou remained silent, busying herself with packing her belongings.

She didn't have much, so she finished packing in just a few minutes.

Tian Ming watched coldly, Aunt Lin's chubby face covered in finger marks.

"Alright, stop hitting yourself!" Tian Ming spoke, stopping her.

Aunt Lin finally stopped; her hands were red and swollen from hitting herself, making her wince in pain.

"I heard from Gouzi that you're the laziest one in the entire Shelter."

Aunt Lin said nervously, "Boss, I'm really old, I can't do heavy work anymore. I'm not completely idle, I do clean up."

Tian Ming knew Aunt Lin was lazy, but he didn't like freeloaders who collected minimum living allowances. Since she liked to scold people so much, he decided to let her manage the dormitory. She could be a base visit Dama, to grind away her laziness.

"I have a position here, do you want to take it? It's not for nothing; the material benefits are equivalent to the Patrol Group, and there are welfare benefits to receive."

Aunt Lin immediately looked suspicious. Was the boss setting a trap for her? As someone who only took advantage and never suffered losses, Aunt Lin didn't believe that any good fortune would fall upon her.

However, she still looked at Tian Ming curiously and asked, "Boss, what position?"

"Neighborhood Committee Dama, now it should be Shelter Base Dama. You'll be in charge of the female dormitory's hygiene, the number of people, and each person's situation. Every day, you'll need to go to the Talent Building once to report the previous day's situation to Lin Yue."

Aunt Lin shook her head repeatedly and said, "No, I'll definitely scold people. I can't control my mouth."

"Scold them, scold them boldly. As long as the other dormitory isn't clean, and as long as they violate the Shelter's treaties and rules, you can scold them, however you want."

When it came to scolding people, Aunt Lin was an expert, a venomous-tongued person who could adapt to any situation. Tian Ming would be hard-pressed to find another like her. A bad person as a manager was better than a pushover, especially for this kind of low-skill management.

Aunt Lin immediately became interested and said, "Boss, do you mean that as long as the other party violates rules or makes mistakes, no matter how I scold them, you'll always be on my side?"

Tian Ming nodded, "Yes, but if you scold people for no reason, or frame them, then not only will I not be on your side, I'll punish you!"

"Definitely not, absolutely not!" Aunt Lin patted her chest and said.

Aunt Lin had already started secretly calculating in her heart, wondering if she could use her position to gain some benefits for herself, like getting some fuel, food, or daily necessities.

Once she became a manager, even if they hadn't violated anything, as long as she opened her mouth and said they had, couldn't she extort them? Aunt Lin felt secretly pleased and very happy, thinking her fat could continue to grow.

At this moment, Gouzi arrived, carrying a computer. Seeing the boss there, he scurried over.

"Boss, I've got the computer for you."

"Give it to Su Rou, take her there first, and arrange her next to Shen Yi."

Gouzi nodded and said, "Okay, no problem!"

"Wait!"

Tian Ming stepped forward and took the recorder from Gouzi's chest. It was very small and could be used for seven days on a single charge, storing a vast amount of audio and video information.

"Boss, this is mine. Didn't you say that if anyone falsely accused me of not doing my job properly, this would be my proof of innocence?"

"Give this to Aunt Lin, you go get a new one! Go on, take Su Rou to the Talent Building first and get her settled."

Gouzi left with Su Rou, and Aunt Lin watched with envy.

Tian Ming looked at Aunt Lin, handed her the recorder, and said, "When checking dormitory hygiene and starting to scold, you must turn on the recorder and record the whole process."

Aunt Lin's expression was strange; if she recorded the whole process, wouldn't she be unable to twist the facts?

She quickly said, "Boss, don't you trust me? I'll definitely enforce the law impartially and never betray your trust!"

Tian Ming wasn't unaware of what Aunt Lin was thinking. A mischievous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Still, wear it. It's a safeguard. What if someone falsely accuses you, saying you're using your position to demand benefits? This recorder can prove your innocence."

Aunt Lin desperately wanted to refuse in her heart but didn't dare not to take it.

"Boss, what if I forget to turn it on, and there's no evidence, and then someone falsely accuses me again? What should I do?" Aunt Lin wanted to test Tian Ming's bottom line.

Tian Ming smiled calmly, "The first time, I'll investigate. The second time, I'll still investigate. The third time, I'll deal with you directly."

"Why?"

"If you don't turn on the recorder three times, aren't you doing it on purpose? You're an official now, and your treatment is higher than ordinary people. Just do your job well, don't play tricks with me!"

Tian Ming spoke softly, but Aunt Lin shivered. She naturally understood that this was Tian Ming's warning to her.

Aunt Lin was too scared to speak for a long time. Tian Ming said, "Lin Yue is off today. Report to her tomorrow, get a badge, and you can officially take office. Someone will come to replace your recorder, and we will also check and review the contents of the recorder to see if you have any violations!"

Aunt Lin's face was filled with a bitter smile. It was over. She had thought being an official was a good thing, but she didn't expect so many restrictions.

Tian Ming left the female dormitory building. Currently, the greenhouse issue should be able to solve the future source of fresh vegetables.

But meat was more difficult. He would go ask Director Han later; she was quite familiar with Donghai City. He would ask her if there were any pig farms or chicken farms nearby, to see if they could get some livestock to raise.

In the future, it was impossible to live only on biscuits and canned food; one must have pursuits in life. What if it was the Apocalypse and zombies? They had to eat meat and grow vegetables, otherwise, life would be meaningless!

At this moment, it was almost noon. A car, loaded with a large pile of wood, drove in from outside the Shelter gate. The wood was wet, looking like it had just been cut from the mountain.

The car door opened, and three men and one woman got out. The woman was Director Han. Director Han saw Tian Ming and immediately smiled as she walked towards him.

"What, went to chop wood on the mountain again?" Tian Ming asked.

"Yes, the weather's getting colder. We're stocking up on wood to dry so we can use it for heating in winter!"

Tian Ming said, "If you're free tomorrow, come with me to the city. The Materials Group has suffered serious setbacks recently, losing quite a few people. I plan to personally lead a team tomorrow morning to scavenge for supplies in the city."

"Hmm, the situation in the city has been quite grim recently. I went with the group the day before yesterday. Our crossbows should be replaced with automatic firearms. Crossbows lack sufficient attack power and are very difficult to use when facing a large number of zombies."

Tian Ming nodded and said, "Yes, crossbows indeed have limited power, but ammunition can only be supplied by me. If the consumption is too great, then I'll become a machine."

Director Han said, "I know of an armory, but the steel door outside can't even be blasted open by cannons. Can you get in?"

Tian Ming's eyes lit up. He said, "As long as the thickness doesn't exceed eight meters, I can get in." Tian Ming's current ability allowed him to instantly form a protective shield of air around himself. With his current abilities, he no longer feared gunshots.

Therefore, he was no longer afraid that his subordinates would attack him if he armed them with automatic firearms.

"It definitely doesn't exceed eight meters. I'll take you there tomorrow. We can get some armaments back, and then the Materials Group's casualties should be greatly reduced!"

Tian Ming nodded slightly and said, "Hmm, I think that's a good idea!"

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