As for the candidate for the ambassador stationed in Fallout Shelter 027, Jiang Chen handed it over to the head of the logistics department, Wang Qin.
The ambassador's main task was to record the needs of the fallout shelter and relay Jiang Chen's research direction. It was basically the logistics department's job. However, in addition to this basic task, Jiang Chen also gave the ambassador another task, which was to monitor the energy consumption and output of the fallout shelter to prevent energy hoarding.
The next morning, the ambassador arrived at Camp 027 on a truck transporting construction materials.
The ambassador was a woman named Xu Lu, 25 years old, knight class. Before the war, she worked as a salesperson in an insurance company. During the war, she entered the hibernation chamber. After she woke up, she ended up in the Sixth Street ghetto. She was one of the first batch of survivors bought by the Fishbone base. Her appearance was pleasing to the eye, she was eloquent, meticulous, and experienced. She was indeed suitable for the role of ambassador.
The other five workers were the upper citizens of the base. They would enter the fallout shelter on a rotating basis to assist Xu Lu.
"Be more careful when you're in the fallout shelter. Walk around and build a good relationship with the residents. You represent the image of the Fishbone base." Jiang Chen patted her on the shoulder and reminded her.
"Don't worry, boss, leave it to me." Xu Lu playfully saluted as she said to Jiang Chen with a smile.
Jiang Chen nodded as he watched her enter the elevator.
With the flashing of the signal light, the six of them disappeared from the surface and entered the underground that was thousands of meters underground.
At the same time, a young woman in a blue fallout shelter uniform walked towards Jiang Chen.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang, my name is Zhang Yuzhu. I'm responsible for Fallout Shelter 027's ambassador at the Fishbone base." The young girl's voice was very pleasant and smooth. The only flaw was that she was a little bit jerky and nervous.
Coincidentally, both sides sent out female ambassadors.
Was it due to the consideration of diplomatic language? Since there were no professional diplomats on the wasteland.
It was an interesting phenomenon.
Jiang Chen shook his head as he dispelled the strange thoughts in his head.
Jiang Chen examined the emissary and smiled. "How old are you?"
"Eh? … Twenty years old. "Zhang Yuzhu paused for a moment as she didn't understand why Jiang Chen would ask this question, but she answered truthfully.
"Twenty? Speaking of which, how long has this fallout shelter been closed? "Jiang Chen asked.
"It's been twenty years since July this year," Zhang Yuzhu said.
"Twenty years, twenty years old. Were you born in the first year of the fallout shelter?" Jiang Chen laughed.
"No, my father told me that I was born outside the fallout shelter, but when I entered the door, I was only a few months old." Zhang Yuzhu smiled shyly.
"I see … Speaking of which, isn't your father worried at all about working so far away from home?"
Zhang Yuzhu shook her head.
"He has passed away."
"Sorry."
"It's nothing. He passed away peacefully. Everyone in the sanctuary said that he was a good person. It was just that … he always said that he had let everyone down. Although I don't understand why Father said this, if I can help everyone, it will definitely make him, who is watching me from above, feel better. "
In the end, Zhang Yuzhu had a shy and bright smile on her face.
"Mhmm, you will." Looking at the smile, Jiang Chen also smiled as he encouraged the little girl.
It was a heartwarming story. Even in a fallout shelter without any sunlight, it could nurture such a beautiful soul?
Jiang Chen sent the little girl to the truck back to the base. Just as he was about to return to the Fishbone soldiers' base, he coincidentally saw a group of people gathered at the other entrance of the base.
Seeing that there seemed to be some commotion, Jiang Chen walked over.
"… Listen guys, it only takes a small area for everyone to become a sharpshooter! This is the good stuff I shipped from Liuding Town, 100% pure! Don't you want to try? I promise, it will feel amazing! "
A merchant dressed suspiciously was giving a speech while selling suspicious drugs to a few Fishbone soldiers guarding the entrance.
Behind him was a two-headed cow, and the bulging bags on its back were filled with all sorts of strange small goods.
"What is the use of this?" Jiang Chen walked behind the crowd as he looked at the merchant with interest.
When the soldiers heard Jiang Chen's voice, they were almost scared to death.
No one listened to the merchant's nonsense anymore, and the soldiers returned to their posts in a hubbub.
Seeing that all the customers ran away, the merchant looked at Jiang Chen with resentment as he stuffed the small bottle into the bag on the double-headed cow's back and pulled the rope to leave.
Instinct told him that to be able to scare away these guys with guns, this person's status must be high. Although Jiang Chen messed up his business, he didn't dare to complain. Since merchants like them always put their heads on their waists to do business. It would be a tragedy if they were fired because they offended someone.
"What is this? You haven't answered me yet." Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Chen asked again.
"Jet, something that increases your senses. The specific effect is that after you eat it, the entire world will feel like it has slowed down. "The merchant saw that Jiang Chen wanted to buy it, so he stopped and began to promote it.
[Is it similar to bullet time? That's a great thing.]
Jiang Chen touched his chin, intrigued.
"What do you think? Only ten crystals per piece. "Seeing the interest on Jiang Chen's face, the merchant urged.
"This thing sells for four crystals per piece at the Sixth Street. I've seen it before." The soldier not far from Jiang Chen was worried that his boss would be scammed as he reminded him.
The merchant's eyes widened.
"How can the Sixth Street compare to mine? The Jet I sell isn't addictive. Why don't you try more of the one they sell? "
"Who are you kidding? Is there a Jet that isn't addictive?" Another soldier mocked.
When he heard that it was addictive, Jiang Chen immediately lost interest.
But looking at the merchant arguing with the soldier, Jiang Chen suddenly had another idea.
"Ahem, so you're saying that your Jet has been improved and is better than the ones sold at the Sixth Street pharmacy? Not addictive? "Jiang Chen cleared his throat as he interrupted the argument.
"That's right." The merchant proudly fixed his collar as he looked at Jiang Chen. "I can guarantee with my life that no matter how I use my Jet, I won't get addicted."
"Good, very good." Jiang Chen nodded and praised, "How many do you have on you?"
"Only made … I mean only bought 53," the merchant said.
"What's your name?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Meng Qian."
"Okay, Meng Qian, here are 530 crystals. Take it." Jiang Chen put his hand into his pocket as he took out a few larger crystals from the storage dimension and threw them into Meng Qian's hand.
"Hehe, thank you, boss." Meng Qian nodded and took the crystals as he joyfully handed over the small bottle of medicine with both hands.
But Jiang Chen's next sentence made Meng Qian's heart instantly fall into an ice cave.
"You're welcome." Jiang Chen tossed the medicine to the soldier next to him and pointed at the merchant who was collecting the crystals. "Detain him and let him finish this bottle of medicine. Report to me if there's no problem. "
Then, Jiang Chen didn't care how the person begged for mercy as he returned to the camp.
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