Chapter 235: Starfire

A crowd gathered in front of the bulletin board at the Starfire Group headquarters, three layers of announcement paper nailed firmly to the wooden board,

the ink still damp, every new rule written clearly.

Lin Chen stood at the window on the second floor, looking at the moving heads downstairs, looking at the expressions of doubt or awe on their faces, holding a copy of the newly printed rules in his hand,

the clauses having been revised three times by core members, without any vague wording.

A member of the logistics team walked into the office quickly, holding a stack of registration forms: "Team Leader Lin, the identity registration of the safe zone residents is half done,

the rest are elderly and children in the shantytown, and the registration difficulty is a bit high."

Lin Chen put down the rules and looked up at him: "Send more people, go door-to-door to register,

no matter who it is, they must be entered into the system; those without identity proof are not allowed to enter the supply collection point, and are not allowed to participate in any work in the safe zone."

The logistics team member nodded and handed over another report: "Also, regarding the new rules for supply distribution, many people don't quite understand

why it should be distributed according to labor volume; some say it should be distributed equally, so everyone has food to eat."

"Distributed equally?

" Lin Chen sneered, "Tell them that those who don't want to work don't deserve to eat grain.

The city walls of the safe zone need reinforcement, the snow outside the city needs to be cleared, and the weapons workshop needs manpower;

all these must be completed through labor. Those who want to get something for nothing can either get out of the safe zone or go dig for wild vegetables."

The logistics team member noted the instruction and turned to leave. The office door was pushed open again,

and the squad leader in charge of security walked in, holding an iron bar stained with blood: "Team Leader Lin, just now on the street in the West District, two people snatched supplies,

and even injured a patrol member. We have already caught them; this is the weapon they used."

Lin Chen glanced at the iron bar, the blood on it already black: "According to the new rules,

those who snatch supplies will receive twenty lashes, and then be sent to the quarry outside the city,

and must work for three months before they can return. Injuring a patrol member is a crime compounded, add another thirty lashes; let everyone watch the execution, don't let them forget the rules."

The security squad leader responded: "Yes, I'll go arrange it.

Also, there's another thing: the hygiene in the shantytown at the bottom is too poor, easy to breed disease, we want to organize manpower to clean it up, but we lack tools and disinfectant."

"Have the logistics team allocate fifty shovels and twenty buckets of disinfectant," Lin Chen said, "and draw twenty strong residents to participate in the cleaning,

count it into their labor volume, and prioritize their supply distribution. Tell them that cleaning up the shantytown

is for everyone's good; whoever dares to slack off will be treated as shirking work."

After the security squad leader left, Lin Chen walked to the blueprint on the bulletin board,

marked with the functional zones of the safe zone. The once-chaotic areas were re-divided,

the east side being the weapons workshop and warehouse, the west side being the residential area, the south side being the defensive works and patrol camp,

and the north side being the logistics team and medical point, each area separated by wire mesh, with patrol members on duty at the entrance, and no random entry or exit without a pass.

The core member meeting was held in the afternoon, the conference room full of people,

each with a copy of the new rules in front of them. Lin Chen sat in the main seat,

his fingers tapping on the table: "I called everyone here today to finalize the last three rules.

Rule one: private possession of weapons is prohibited; all weapons must be handed over to the weapons workshop for unified management; violators will be treated as rebels.

Rule two: establish a patrol team rotation system; each squad patrols for four hours every day, taking turns on duty, and is not allowed to leave their post without authorization.

Rule three: establish a reporting reward system; reporting rebels, slackers, or those who snatch supplies will be rewarded with ten catties of grain, and the reward will only be issued after the report is verified."

A core member stood up: "Team Leader Lin, is the rule prohibiting private possession of weapons

too strict? Some residents do it for self-defense, after all, there are mutant beasts outside the city."

"Self-defense?

" Lin Chen looked at him, "The patrol team of the safe zone is there to protect the residents;

if they can't even trust the patrol team, who else can they trust? Private possession of weapons will only trigger internal chaos; this rule cannot be changed."

Another core member said: "Will the reporting reward system cause malicious reporting? This will cause mutual suspicion among residents."

"Malicious reporters will be treated according to the crime of false accusation, thirty lashes, and sent to the quarry," Lin Chen said, "Add this to it, and no one will dare to mess around."

The core members stopped speaking and signed the rules one after another. After the meeting,

the last three rules were posted on the bulletin board, and the crowd downstairs stirred again,

some taking out pens to copy them, some gathering to discuss, patrol members guarding the side to maintain order.

Lin Chen stood at the window again, looking at the crowd in front of the bulletin board, looking at the straight backs of the patrol members,

looking at the residents clearing snow on the street, his heart without any ripple.

He knew that the new order needed time to consolidate and needed an iron fist to execute; only then could the safe zone stand firm in the apocalypse.

A team member ran to the second floor, holding a telegram: "Team Leader Lin, the envoy from the north has arrived at the Beimen; they say they want to see you."

Lin Chen nodded and picked up the ice blade hanging on the wall: "Understood, take me to the Beimen."

The team member led the way, their footsteps echoing in the corridor.

In front of the bulletin board downstairs, the crowd gradually dispersed, each person holding a copy of the new rules,

walking hurriedly in their respective directions. On the streets of the safe zone,

the footsteps of the patrol members were uniform, a clean road cleared of snow, sunlight shining on the road surface, reflecting a faint light. In the direction of the Beimen, the sound of car horns came, one after another, clearly audible. ===== CHAPTER 236 =====