The Awakened ones who did not belong to the patrol team, after being amazed, began a brand new mercenary experience … it should be called the adventurer experience now.
On the other side, in the small square in front of the villa area, many survivors were chatting and waiting.
A large truck drove up from the lower ramp. Lin Deyun opened the door and got out of the passenger seat. He waved to the survivors in the distance, "Everyone, let's get to work."
The truck was filled with boxes of supplies. Some were sealed, some were not. It looked a bit messy. The survivors of the carrying team came over and cooperated to move the boxes from the truck.
Lin Deyun moved a box half the height of a person and couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his forehead.
As a middle-aged man, he was more or less powerless to do these things.
After the goods were moved down, the large truck quickly drove away. He didn't sit back in the passenger seat. Instead, another survivor took his place and prepared to go to the other side to move the next truck of supplies.
The range of activities of these moving teams had gradually expanded beyond the resort. The things they transported included construction materials and other supplies.
However, compared to the patrol team's speed of clearing demonic beasts, they were much slower. Most of the time, the patrol team had to wait for them to carry several times before they could leave.
On the one hand, the carrying team was understaffed. Many goods in the wild were carried by the patrol members. On the other hand, the shelter lacked large trucks and diesel.
Lin Deyun heard that the patrol team's top management was trying to solve this problem.
He shook his head. This was not something he should be concerned about. He turned to the other survivors and pointed to the goods, "These big boxes here are building materials. Two boxes over there are daily necessities. There's a small box with medicine. Be careful when you carry it."
After sorting the goods, Lin Deyun and the other survivors moved the goods to various storage points in the warehouse. After finishing their work, the survivors walked to the side of the tree to rest.
Someone handed him a bottle of water. Lin Deyun thanked them, opened the bottle cap and gulped down half of the bottle.
"This feeling is so comfortable."
He felt lucky to have water to drink and eat. Even if he had to do a lot of physical work every day.
Suddenly, he heard someone ask.
"Old Lin, do you remember you said you used to be a chef?"
Lin Deyun was stunned and shook his head slightly. "I just worked as a chef in a hotel. How can I be considered a chef?"
Even so, Lin Deyun had been working in the chef industry for 20 to 30 years. He dared not say that he was a great chef, but at least he was a chef with excellent cooking skills. He loved the profession of chef from the bottom of his heart. Some people felt that it was hard to do this line of work, while others felt that it was necessary to endure loneliness.
He felt that as long as he stood in the kitchen every day and watched the ingredients turn into delicious dishes in his hands, he would feel joy from the bottom of his heart.
Unfortunately, after the end of the world, it was good enough to have enough to eat. Who had the right to be picky? At most, it was based on one's own experience and limited conditions to carry out simple processing of food.
He was already very content.
The survivor patted him on the shoulder. "That's it. You're a chef in a hotel. Why don't you hurry up and apply for the cafeteria chef job?"
"Cafeteria chef? Applying for a job? "
Lin Deyun was stunned.
"Don't you know? There's a recruitment notice posted on the notice board at the city gate. Let's hurry up and take a look. The treatment there is much better than us porters. When you become a chef, don't forget us old brothers. "
He was a little confused and involuntarily walked to the city gate, in front of the notice board.
[The shelter's first cafeteria is recruiting chefs, cooks, handymen, and other positions. Interested survivors can apply for the assessment.]
Lin Deyun didn't dare to believe it at first, but after seeing the recruitment notice, he had to believe it.
But no one dared to pretend to be an official of the shelter to distribute false information.
"That is to say, the shelter really wants to recruit chefs and build a cafeteria?"
According to the information above, he had to go to the employment center to register. He knew that place. It was the third villa in the east of the villa area.
Lin Deyun walked into the city wall and walked along the path. One villa, two villas …
He suddenly rubbed his eyes. "I must be wrong."
He continued to walk forward. After passing one villa after another, he felt something was wrong.
The employment center was still very easy to recognize. It was a villa with a simple shed outside, but he didn't see any buildings that met the requirements along the way.
He looked at the number of the villa nearby. Sixteen. The number was inverted. Villa No. 1 was located in the innermost side, and villa No. 16, from the entrance, was the sixth villa.
"Sure enough, something is wrong."
Lin Deyun went back and came to the third villa. He rubbed his eyes again. "It doesn't seem to be an illusion."
In his memory, he didn't see the employment center with white and blue patches. But in front of him was a beautiful building. The door, walls, and pillars were all beautifully carved. It was dazzling.
Finally, his gaze subconsciously fell on the plaque right above the main door.
There were a few big words engraved on it.
Adventurer Guild!
"Maybe this is the new employment center?"
He remembered the legend about Leader Tang in the shelter. He rubbed his eyes again to confirm that it was not an illusion. Then he finally stepped into it.
The union hall was large, but there were not many people at the moment. Most hunters had finished their tasks early in the morning and set off.
He walked to one of the information offices. After consulting the staff, the staff asked him to fill out a form and then asked him to wait in the room next to it.
When Lin Deyun came to the room, he was surprised to find that there were already a dozen survivors waiting there.
Most of them glanced at him, lowered their heads, and didn't say a word.
The whole room was filled with a quiet and uncomfortable atmosphere.
"These people should be the survivors who applied for the job. Most of them are probably here for the position of chef. They are competitors."
The treatment of a chef was obviously much better than that of a cook and handyman. There were only a few hundred survivors in the shelter, so there were certainly not many chef positions. Two or three positions were considered a lot. After all, the allocation before the doomsday couldn't be compared to now.
Lin Deyun thought.
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