Everyone Survives In The Fog

Watching Zhong Maiyun teleport away, Qi Yuan sighed silently: Alas, there are too many things going on in the shelter. If you want to take a good rest, you don't have the chance.

I had planned to go to District 7 to enjoy myself and experience the customs and customs of a "modern city".

It's best to let An Changlin arrange a one-stop service for himself so that he can relieve his fatigue after work.

But after what happened in the past two days, Mr. Zhang Zhongyue, especially, seems to be secretly planning something and organizing a joint auction.

Qi Yuan felt a lot of pressure and thought it would be better to go back to the shelter island and stay quiet to avoid any trouble.

It’s not impossible to vacation in a cloud cabin! Moreover, he can also work at the same time and create more spiritual patterns.

But before that, Qi Yuan went to the forest and mine shelter to make some personnel adjustments.

Currently, most of his population is concentrated in the forest and mine shelters. If he wants to transfer them all to the shelter island, a lot of teleportation scrolls will be consumed.

Therefore, Qi Yuan adopted another policy.

Cultivate them first, and then transfer them to the sanctuary island after confirming that they are craftable materials.

Ordinary people with no talent or ability were all moved to forest and mine shelters, where they were tasked with digging rocks and cutting down trees.

But this time, Qi Yuan was in the past, taking over a group of workers who had already withstood the test.

…

Forest Mine Shelter, in a forest cabin in the central area.

Qi Yuan was sitting on a chair, holding a cup of ancient fragrant tea in his hand. Next to him stood Yang Wenye, who was carefully reporting the situation.

"A total of 73 of the 100 workers in the prop manufacturing area passed the test and met the requirements."

"Of the 100 people in the training area, only two were forcibly removed for disobeying discipline. The rest met your requirements, boss."

"There are 171 people in total. I have made arrangements for them all and are waiting outside!"

Qi Yuan nodded and asked casually: "Okay, I understand. Has anything else happened in the shelter recently?"

"Other things... there are many!" Yang Wenye hurriedly took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and began to report everything in detail.

Qi Yuan was not impatient and listened calmly.

Although, he didn't actually care much about most of what Yang Wenye said.

But among these irrelevant information, there would occasionally be some important information mixed in, but because of Yang Wenye's pattern, he didn't pay too much attention to it.

What Yang Wenye cares about is how much food is produced in the fields, who steals good-grade food, the food in the warehouse is about to become moldy, and there are quarrels in the living area...

But Qi Yuan's attention was mainly focused on several other aspects.

First of all, the resources around the shelter, whether they are tree resources or ore resources, deserve special attention.

If we could discover another high-value resource similar to plastic clay, we would make a lot of money.

Secondly, Qi Yuan is also very concerned about fertility issues.

Today, the number of registered couples in forest and mine shelters has reached 1,865, and almost 60% of them are married.

According to the rules set by Qi Yuan, only two people who are married are qualified to have sex.

And every week, there is only one day where you can go to the hotel in the central area of ​​the shelter for one night of in-depth communication.

Such rules have largely prevented the problem of incest and ensured the stability within the shelter.

I believe that over time, the relationship between husband and wife will get better and better, and the relationship between the people in the shelter will become more harmonious and friendly.

As long as these people get used to living and working in peace and contentment, they will naturally stop thinking about making trouble, and their dependence on shelters will become higher and higher!

Therefore, the policy on marital relations is also part of Qi Yuan’s long-term plan!

Of course, there is another more important factor, and that is children.

After this period, dozens of women were found to be pregnant and have been transferred to "confinement centers".

Today, the number of pregnant women inside has reached 54.

Among the earliest ones, the bellies were already bulging out, as if they were about six or seven months pregnant.

In four or five months at most, the first batch of newborns in the shelter will be born.

Most of these people did not get pregnant in the mist world. They should have been pregnant when they were on earth, but they only discovered it now.

Qi Yuan naturally attaches great importance to these new blood in the shelter. He specifically told Yang Wenye that he must report the status of these pregnant women every time he reported the situation.

Moreover, in order to supplement nutrition for pregnant women, Qi Yuan would leave a large amount of food every time.

This is a care that no one else has ever experienced.

It took a full 30 minutes before Yang Wenye reported all the information, and Qi Yuan was almost asleep.

Rubbing his sore eyebrows, Qi Yuan waved his hand casually, signaling Yang Wenye to go out.

He didn't dare to stay any longer and ran out with small steps.

But this mission is not over yet.

Five minutes later, a black figure appeared, entered the room quietly, and knelt on one knee in front of Qi Yuan respectfully.

It's a nigger who's coming.

Because he was born a slave, he paid special attention to etiquette and always knelt on the ground when reporting information.

Qi Yuan didn't stop him, just looked at him and asked: "How is it? Is your mission going well?"

The nigger lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "Master, the physical quality of these people is too poor. I have only found a few people worthy of training."

"Oh? A few? How many specifically?"

"6 people!"

Qi Yuan nodded, quite satisfied.

After all, although there are more than 4,000 people, most of them are too skinny to be useful.

A few with good physical fitness have been selected and sent to the training area for training.

The nigger can still find seven more people, which is already a very good result.

"It's already pretty good. I've selected all those with good physical fitness. You don't have to blame yourself."

Qi Yuan comforted him casually.

But the nigger shook his head and said, "My selection criteria have nothing to do with physical fitness."

Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Isn't it about physical fitness? Is it challenging about your character?"

The black ghost did not confirm or deny, but asked Qi Yuan for instructions: "Master, they are already outside, you can see them in person."

"Okay, bring it in."

…

One minute.

Six thin figures appeared in front of Qi Yuan.

After looking at them one by one, Qi Yuan found that they were all different and had no obvious characteristics.

There are men, women, old, young and disabled.

Without waiting for Qi Yuan to ask, Nigga explained directly: "These six people have all experienced a very miserable past, endured great pain, and have a character and tenacity that are different from ordinary people!"

Then the niggers started telling their stories.

At first, Qi Yuan looked indifferent. But after listening to a few words, his expression gradually became serious.