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After talking with the survivors, Co Hang said, "There are one hundred and sixty chickens, one hundred and thirty-five ducks, thirty-one pigs, eleven cattle, and forty-five goats. The numbers are very impressive, but it will take a certain amount of time to provide a sufficient supply."
Lam Pham laughed, "That's great. From having nothing to now having a starting number, it's already great. We'll take it slow, no rush."
Humans were good at breeding, but it required some professional personnel.
He didn't need to think about these things. Quan Hao had been registering the survivors' information. All he needed to do was send a message in the group. Even if there were no technical personnel in this area, it was fine. The library had books on breeding. Learning while breeding was also very convenient.
Night.
In the group chat.
Co Hang: "Good news for everyone. We now have a certain number of poultry, but they need to be cultivated and developed. Anyone with experience in raising poultry, please sign up."
Old Man Vuong: "Little Hang, I'm very experienced in raising poultry. When I was young, I did these things in the countryside."
Old Man Vuong, who was quite old, felt that raising poultry was where he could be of use. He decisively jumped out to sign up.
Although he was an old soldier, there were many people in the shelter's army who had received modern military management training. He had to admit that the young people's skills were definitely not something he could compare to.
All this time, he had nothing to do in the shelter. Every day, he would chat with Old Chu and the others, and wander around casually. It was hard to find his own value.
When the shelter was first developing...
When survivors arrived, full of uncertainty about the future and unfamiliar with the environment...
He would use his elder status to comfort them.
But now, where was the need for him to comfort anyone? Little Hao and the others had long since taken his job.
Co Hang: "Old Chief, you should just enjoy your life. Leave these things to us young people."
Old Man Vuong: "Brat, who are you looking down on? My body may be old, but my heart is young."
Co Hang: "...Old man, it's better to leave it to us young people. You can act as a technical guide and just give some pointers."
Today, more than a hundred new members had been added to the group.
These hundred new members had been silently lurking, quietly watching the chat.
They knew that the Sunshine Shelter had many elderly people.
In the apocalypse, the status of the elderly was the lowest, even considered a burden. In some bases, the elderly might not be bitten to death by zombies, but beaten to death by survivors. After all, what could the elderly do?
Surviving was a waste of rations.
But they looked at the chat messages in the group and found that the people here were very respectful and fond of the elderly. They wouldn't let the elderly work and just took care of them very directly.
This made them feel very at ease. A shelter that could do this would definitely not be bad.
Chu Duong: "I'm very good at breeding. I used to raise pigs in my hometown. I raised ten pigs by myself, and every one of them was raised to be big-eared and fat."
Ha Khanh: "That's perfect. You can be in charge of raising pigs. In the future, when we can eat pork, it will definitely be thanks to your contribution."
Chu Duong: "That won't do. I still have to be in charge of the prison. I have to guide those who have gone astray and lead them to the bright path."
Cao Bac: "I... I feel I can take on such a heavy responsibility."
Seeing this message, Chu Duong was stunned. Well now, you old schemer, you want to replace me as the warden?
Lam Pham also peeked at the content in the group. He just smiled at their exchange. With so many people in the group, everyone happily chatting casually was a very happy thing.
Seeing many survivors he wasn't familiar with proactively say they had experience raising poultry...
He knew that everyone was working hard for this big family.
All to make this big family even more beautiful.
Just as he was engrossed in his phone...
A tender voice came.
"Da... da..."
Manh Manh, who could already barely walk on her own, was pulling on the fence, babbling towards Lam Pham.
The first sentence this child learned to say was calling Lam Pham "dada."
Lam Pham put down his phone, stepped over the fence, and played with Manh Manh.
He hoped to give Manh Manh a beautiful childhood.
He hoped even more that the children living in the Sunshine Shelter could all grow up happily. The pressure brought by the apocalypse should be borne by the living adults.
The children should just grow up happily without a care in the world.
"Our Manh Manh is so smart."
Lam Pham gently played with the child. The busy day did not make him feel tired. Seeing the shelter getting better and better, seeing more and more survivors alive, his mood was very good.
Not to mention coming back at night and having such a cute and smart Manh Manh to accompany him.
If Manh Manh's mother knew that her daughter was living so well under the care of a stranger, she would definitely be very happy. It was just a pity that Manh Manh's mother could no longer see this scene...
The next day.
Early morning.
Lam Pham went out as usual.
Leaving the residential area, he saw Phi Phi, Dinh Dinh, and Van Van carrying schoolbags.
"Good morning, Uncle Lam," Phi Phi proactively greeted Lam Pham. When she saw Chu Duong, she could pretend not to see him and run away dejectedly, but when she saw Lam Pham, she definitely wouldn't dare to pretend she didn't see him.
If her mother found out, she would definitely spank her bottom until it was swollen.
She would definitely say to her, "Uncle Lam saved our lives, gave us a comfortable life. How long has it been, and you, this child, have already forgotten..."
Of course, this kind of thing had definitely never happened.
It was all just her imagination.
Dinh Dinh and Van Van also greeted him with giggles.
Lam Pham smiled and said, "Mm, going to school?"
He clearly knew they were going to school, but he just liked to ask.
This was a habit of many people.
After all, if you don't ask a few questions, it's hard to start a topic.
"Going to school."
Lam Pham patted their heads, his gaze falling on Van Van. Van Van's improvement during this period was good. The improvement of her psionic ability was even more important.
Even if by some chance he wasn't here, Van Van could still become a little savior and repel the zombies.
Now, Hoang City had two psionic abilities, Van Van and Dong Dong. This was a good development. When Van Van grew up in the future, her achievements would definitely be extraordinary. He just didn't know if the zombie Dong Dong could grow into an adult.
Thinking about it, he felt the possibility was a bit low.
"Go on. Listen to the teacher carefully in class. Don't slack off," Lam Pham reminded them.
"Mm, we know."
Phi Phi and the others said goodbye to Lam Pham and happily and lively ran towards the classroom.
For them, life now was no different from before. Monday to Friday was school. On holidays, there was endless homework. Just thinking about it felt terrible.
Where was there even a hint of an apocalyptic atmosphere?
In the zoo.
When Lam Pham arrived, Brother Hang had already appeared there with some survivors. Old Man Vuong was also by his side, occasionally saying something.
He was clearly giving guidance.
The surrounding survivors listened carefully, nodding from time to time, taking in everything Old Man Vuong said...
In the desert.
Officer Hoang, wearing a pitch-black, shining battle armor, was walking on the main road.
Passing by a shop...
A sound came from inside the shop.
Officer Hoang stopped, standing there motionlessly. After a moment, he walked towards the shop. The glass door of the shop was already shattered. Next to the glass door, there was a corpse with two broken legs. As Officer Hoang approached, the corpse covered in dust slowly raised its head, a growling sound coming from its throat.
Splatter!
Officer Hoang stomped on the zombie's head, and viscous blood splattered all over the ground.
He walked into the shop.
The sound was coming from a radio.
"To the living survivors, this is the Old House Mountain Shelter. I am a survivor here. If you have nowhere to go, then come here. There are abundant supplies and a safe environment..."
The radio repeatedly broadcast the same words.
Old House Mountain was not too far from here, but not too close either.
Officer Hoang looked at the radio emitting the sound, slowly left the shop, and continued to advance into the distance.
In another place.
It was also a desolate environment. The surroundings were already covered by sand. With no human activity and cleanup, the yellow sand had covered the original appearance.
Withered corpses and overturned vehicles could easily be seen along the road.
Two jeeps kicked up dust, driving at high speed.
Although there were no zombies to be seen for the time being, they still did not dare to be careless. Survivors who could live until now were all people who had experienced tragic events.
In the leading jeep, there were two people, a man and a woman.