My Doomsday Territory

The awakeners who did not belong to the patrol, after marveling, started a new mercenary...now it should be an adventurer experience.

On the other side, in the small square in front of the villa area, many survivors are chatting and blowing water while waiting.

A large truck came from the ramp below, Linde opened the door, got down from the passenger seat, waved to the survivors in the distance, "Everyone started work."

Inside the carriage is a box of supplies, some are encapsulated, some are not encapsulated, and it looks a bit messy. The survivors of these handling teams, after coming over, cooperated in pairs and first moved the boxes off the truck.

Lin Deyun moved a half-height box and couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead.

People who are middle-aged and engaged in these things are somewhat overwhelmed.

After all the goods were carried down, the big truck quickly drove away. Instead of sitting back in the passenger seat, he was replaced by another survivor, ready to go to the other side and move the next vehicle.

Their transportation teams have now gradually expanded beyond the resort, and the things they transport, including construction materials, also include other materials.

However, compared to the speed of the patrol team cleaning up the demonized beasts, they are much slower to move. Many times, the patrol team has to clean up a place and needs to wait for them to move several times before they can leave.

On the one hand, there is insufficient manpower to move the squad. In the wild, many goods are carried by members of the patrol. On the other hand, the shelters lack such large trucks, and they also lack diesel.

Lin Deyun heard that the top of the patrol is trying to solve this problem.

He shook his head. This was not his concern. He turned to look at the other survivors and pointed at the goods. "Several large boxes here are construction materials, two boxes there are daily necessities, and a small box contains Be careful when you take the medicine..."

After sorting these goods into different categories, Linde Yun and other survivors moved the goods to various storage points in the warehouse. After busy working, these survivors walked to the side of the tree to rest.

Someone handed him a bottle of water, and after Linde thanked him, he opened the bottle cap and grunted and drank half of the bottle.

"It feels so comfortable..."

With water to drink, he can eat enough, even if he has to do a lot of physical work every day, he also feels lucky.

Suddenly he heard someone asking.

"Lao Lin, do you remember you said that you have been a chef before?"

Lin Deyun froze for a moment and shook his head slightly. "It's just being a chef in a hotel, where is a chef."

Although it is said that, Lin Deyun has also worked in the cook industry for 20 or 30 years. He dare not say that the chef is at least a chef with superb cooking skills. Some people find it hard to endure loneliness.

And he felt that as long as he stood in the kitchen every day and watched the ingredients turn into a delicious dish in his own hands, it was heartfelt pleasure.

It's a pity that after the last days, it's good to be able to eat enough. Who is qualified to pick and choose?At best, according to their own experience, the food is simply processed under limited conditions.

He was already content.

The talking survivor patted him on the shoulder, "That's not enough, you are all people who have worked as chefs in the hotel, and don't hurry to apply for canteen chefs."

"Canteen chef? Candidate?"

Lin Deyun froze.

"Don't you know? It's on the notice board at the gate of the city, with recruitment information posted, or go and have a look. It's much better than our porter. When you become a chef, don't forget us These old brothers."

His head was a little veiled, and he walked involuntarily to the gate of the city, in front of the notice board.

[Recruiting chefs in the first canteen of the shelter

Lin Deyun couldn't believe it, but after seeing this recruitment message, he had to believe it if he didn't believe it.

But no one dared to pretend to be an official shelter to distribute false information, let alone that is useless.

"That is to say, the shelter is really going to recruit chefs, and is it going to build a canteen?"

According to the above information, the registration is to go to the employment center, where he knows that the third villa in the east of the villa area is to go in.

Lin Deyun walked into the city wall and walked down the path, one by two...

He rubbed his eyes suddenly, "I must have read it wrong."

Continue to walk forward, walking past a villa, I feel a bit wrong.

The employment center is still very recognizable. A simple shed is connected to the outside of a villa, but he walked all the way and did not see a building that meets the shape requirements.

He looked at the house number of the nearby villa. Sixteen-the house number is in reverse row. Villa No. 1 is on the innermost side, while Villa No. 16, counting from the entrance, is the sixth building. .

"Sure enough, something is wrong."

Lin Deyun returned and came to the third building. It should be said that the place of the original third villa rubbed his eyes again. "It seems that this is not an illusion."

Remaining in his memory, the white and blue employment center, he did not see, but in front of him there was a beautiful building with beautiful carvings on the doors, walls, and columns, which dazzled people.

In the end his eyes fell subconsciously on the plaque directly above the gate.

There are a few big characters carved on it.

Adventurer's Guild!

"Probably this is the new employment center?"

He remembered the legend of the refuge about Director Tang, rubbed his eyes again, and confirmed that this was not an illusion, and finally stepped into it.

The union hall is very large, but there are not many people at the moment. Most of the awakeners have finished their tasks early in the morning and set off.

He went to one of the consultation 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 the notice.

When Lin Deyun came to the room, he was surprised to find that there were already a dozen survivors waiting here.

Most people glanced at him, bowed their heads, and said nothing.

The whole room was filled with a somewhat uncomfortable atmosphere.

"These people should all be survivors of the application, most of them may be for the position of chef, that is, competitors."

The treatment of cooks is obviously much better than that of cooks and handymen, and there are hundreds of survivors in refuges. There are certainly not many cook positions. There are two or three positions, all of which are too many. Compared with the configuration now.

Linde Yun thought.

Suddenly a young guy came in. The man had a form in his hand and counted the number of people in the room. He said, "15 people, it's almost the same. Come with me, prepare to take part in the assessment."