Chapter 300

That night, Bi Hu Suo, to welcome the newcomers, stewed several pots of pork bone soup, served with freshly stir-fried vegetables and rice, and after the meal there was fruit dessert.

After that meal, Li Hu and his group were completely conquered, and the little worry and anxiety they originally had vanished.

The natives of Bi Hu Suo, while drinking the delicious soup and chewing the verdant vegetable leaves, devoutly prayed, continually thanking the goddess's gift.

Li Hu and the others saw it with their own eyes; although they still harbored some doubt, thinking "Is there really a goddess?", they were already mostly convinced.

Outside, one cannot get such fresh vegetables, especially with fruit; this is something even people in the special zone consider a luxury, yet here they can eat their fill.

Also, these pork bones look fresh, with plenty of meat attached, not just bare bones, not a bland soup; the flavor is top-notch.

The elderly in the group tasted the long-missing seasoning flavor, couldn't help urging everyone, not to waste even the soup, to drink it all down.

Usually they can hardly get salt; this soup is so flavorful, they must not leave a drop.

After eating heartily, Li Hu and his group could finally settle in peace.

The next morning, they spontaneously came to Ye Heng's tent, each eager to receive a task.

As Ye Heng stepped out of the tent, he saw a sea of people, somewhat puzzled.

«Huzi, what are you doing? »

Li Hu spoke on behalf of everyone, nervously saying:

«Team Captain, we came to receive tasks; last night we ate the best meal in history, and this morning we're full of energy, so we came to you to get tasks. »

In other shelters before, it was like this: little rations given, but much work demanded.

If they went to get tasks late the next day, not only would they be assigned more time-consuming and labor-intensive tasks, but the evening food rations would be deducted.

Everyone had grown accustomed to this pattern.

After arriving at the Goddess Bi Hu Suo, although they verbally said they didn't like the previous shelters' management style, after eating last night's meal, each person voluntarily wanted to take on work, fearing poor performance would get them expelled.

Li Hu even scratched his head, led Ye Heng aside, and whispered:

«Team Captain, yesterday I spoke recklessly; your place is completely different from those outside shelters; we're willing to work more, just drive us hard, but please don't chase us away. »

Ye Heng also realized; it seems last night's meal completely conquered these people.

Even if we tried to drive them away now, they'd surely be reluctant to leave.

Ye Heng said with a smile:

«Huzi, go tell everyone, assigning tasks isn't urgent; soon Zhang Chaoran will bring people over to register each of you. »

«Your task today is to cooperate with registration, then receive supplies, and listen to the lecture on the shelter's rules. »

«Tell them, anyone with handicrafts or special skills must not hide them; they must register properly so we can assign future work based on the situation. »

«In the Goddess Bi Hu Suo, you don't need to work yourself to death all day; as long as you don't slack off or freeload, tolerance is still high. »

Ye Heng's series of words almost made Li Hu burst into tears on the spot.

«When exactly did this Goddess Bi Hu Suo come into existence? They only discovered it now, feeling they've missed out on a fortune! »

Li Hu couldn't help but promise Ye Heng.

«Rest assured, Team Captain, we will surely cooperate with registration and strive to become a qualified member of the Goddess Bi Hu Suo! »

Ye Heng patted Li Hu's shoulder, very satisfied with this first batch of refugees.

He then sent a message to Song Zhi, informing him that the shelter had taken in the first batch of refugees, selected with Qin Yao's help.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was overjoyed; coincidentally, they were heading to the vicinity of Special Zone 13, looking for an opportunity to thank Qin Yao.

After another three days, another batch of refugees arrived outside the shelter, this time totaling fifty people, all appearing to be battle-hardened youths.

Leading them were a brother and sister, appearing younger than Ye Heng, yet exuding a fierce aura; their clothes were stained with blood that had dried and rewetted, clearly indicating they had long been fighting outside.

«Old Ye, this bunch isn't simple; they look well-trained, and mostly young, so they might be hard to manage. »

Sun Hao edged close to Ye Heng, muttering cautiously; Ye Heng was still observing, the two groups still about ten-odd meters apart, seemingly sizing each other up.

On the side of the fifty-person group, everyone was also sizing up and evaluating the shelter before them.

«Brother, why is this shelter still under construction? Could it have just been established? »

Zhang Jia Jia whispered, then glanced at Ye Heng again, and continued:

«This person is probably their shelter's boss? He's actually a spatial ability user, but his strength isn't as strong as yours, Brother. »

At that moment, Zhang Yuan beside them couldn't help but flash a glance, his gaze landing on Ye Heng before quickly withdrawing.

«And the others? How many are awakened? »

Zhang Jia Jia suddenly turned serious, held her breath and looked over Ye Heng's group one by one; a thin sheen of sweat soon appeared on her forehead, then she took several deep breaths, somewhat out of breath, saying:

«Among these twenty-odd people, only that spatial ability user and the uncle beside him are awakened; the rest are not. »

«But that other one is just an ordinary strength type, with low talent, far inferior to you, Brother. »

Zhang Yuan nodded solemnly, then suddenly walked over to Ye Heng's group.

Sun Hao hastily got on guard: «Here they come, the guy leading looks strong; we'd better be careful. »

While speaking, Zhang Yuan and Zhang Jia Jia had already led their people up to Ye Heng's group; comparing the two sides, Zhang Yuan's side actually had the greater momentum.

«Hello, I'm Zhang Yuan, this is my sister Zhang Jia Jia; we heard you're recruiting, so we came specially to take a look. »

Zhang Yuan conducted himself neither humble nor arrogant; he didn't seem to be desperately seeking shelter, nor overly arrogant, thus not offensive.

Ye Heng nodded upon hearing that.

«How did you know we're recruiting here? Who told you? »

Zhang Yuan felt there was no need to hide it, and spoke frankly:

«Ceng Yan told us; I've had several pleasant collaborations with him, and this time I happened to pass through his area, met him, and he mentioned your place. »

Ye Heng understood upon hearing that; speaking of Ceng Yan, after so long he hadn't thought to come over—could it be he still doesn't intend to join the shelter?

«How is Brother Ceng Yan? I once invited him. »

Zhang Yuan: «I know this; he told me, but it's a pity—he and his team probably can't come; he's wounded, the wound deep and already infected. »

«I left him an antibiotic and some supplies; whether he pulls through depends on his own fate. »