Global Doomsday: I have a portable farm!

Even though he had gone through a lot with Ou Mingxue and the others, he still couldn't completely trust these people.

In the final analysis, it is because his current strength is not enough. If his current telekinesis is enough to withstand bullets, even ordinary bullets, there is no need to go to such trouble.

All caution is due to lack of own strength!

On the bed in the tent, Meng Ren was playing with a water polo in his hand. The water polo, which weighed about five kilograms, changed into different shapes under his control.

"With my current growth rate, it is estimated that it will only take about a year for me to be strong enough to protect myself. Even if I can't withstand ordinary bullets by then, there will definitely be no problem with the crossbow!" Meng Ren squinted. There is a strong look of expectation in his eyes.

Time soon came to night, and as the fiery red sun gradually set, the temperature outside gradually dropped.

As night falls, the temperature gradually drops to about 40 degrees. Although it is not hot, it is at least within the range that normal people can bear.

Meng Ren estimated that it was almost time, so he walked directly out of the camp.

Several other people looked at his movements and immediately understood what Meng Ren was going to do, and they all followed him.

Meng Ren went straight to the place where the medium-sized camp was located, and his eyes scanned the group of people in front of him.

Wherever you look, the management of the entire camp is quite chaotic. The tents are in a mess and are set up completely at will. Some people don't even have tents and just lie on the ground.

There were men and women in the crowd, and most of them were young adults. As for the old people?

All of them were already dead.

The physical fitness of the elderly is not as good as that of young adults, and they cannot survive in the current extremely hot era. The same is true for children who are too young.

However, compared to Meng Ren, the condition of this group of people was obviously not very good, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that the situation was better than Meng Ren had guessed.

Although all of them were sallow, thin, and dirty, at least they were not malnourished.

It seems that they have a certain amount of material reserves.

Is it the supplies stored in this underground air raid shelter?

Meng Ren squinted his eyes and guessed in his mind that as far as he knew, underground air-raid shelters generally had supplies stored in them, but the quantity of these supplies would definitely not be large, at least not enough to meet the long-term needs of thousands of people.

"Introduce yourself, my name is Meng Ren!"

"I need help building a shelter. Is there anyone willing to help me?"

"I only want able-bodied men, ten of them."

"Everyone who comes to help is in charge of the food, three packs of instant noodles and three bottles of mineral water!" Meng Ren said loudly, and his voice spread throughout the underground air-raid shelter.

Um?

When they heard there was food, many people's eyes immediately turned over.

Someone stood up immediately, with a look of joy on their face: "Is there really food as payment?"

"Yes, I need ten people to help me build a shelter. The work is not heavy. I just use some wood to build simple walls and houses."

"Of course, it would be better if someone knows carpentry!" Meng Ren expressed his needs.

Since we plan to live in this underground air raid shelter for a short period of time, living in a tent is not an option. At least a solid wall is necessary.

Especially after what happened last night, Meng Ren became aware of the problem.

"I am a carpenter. I have done carpentry work before. I can help build walls and other things!" A middle-aged man stood up from the crowd.

Meng Ren's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that there was actually a carpenter in this group of people. That would be great.

"Okay, I will give you five packs of instant noodles and five bottles of mineral water. You will take the lead in the construction of my walls and houses!"

"If the construction is good, I will have another reward!" Meng Ren was very grand.

A mere amount of supplies was just a drop in the bucket to him, and the establishment of a shelter was obviously more important.

A smile appeared on the carpenter's face: "My name is Dunji!"

Seeing someone signing up, the others couldn't bear it anymore and stood up one after another. In less than a minute, ten men had already gathered.

Because there were so many people who signed up, Meng Ren even went through a selection process and selected the ten strongest people from the group.

"What's going on? What are you doing?"

At this moment, a scolding voice sounded, and then the crowd separated automatically.

I saw a door somewhere in the underground air-raid shelter. At this moment, the door opened and Liu Guodong walked out.

"Mr. Meng, what are you doing?" Liu Guodong frowned and looked unhappy.

What does Meng Ren want to do when he gathers people? Making trouble?

"Don't get me wrong, Deputy Chief Liu, it's just that when I was sleeping last night, someone in your camp wanted to steal my supplies while I was sleeping!"

"It's not very safe here, so I hired a few people to help me build a wall and a simple wooden house!"

"Of course I will pay them and I won't let them work for nothing. Deputy Chief Liu shouldn't object to such a simple thing, right?" Meng Ren said.

What?

As soon as Meng Ren said these words, everyone was surprised.

"Who steals things? To do such a thing?"

"Last night I did hear yelling and the sound of someone running away. I thought I was in a trance and hallucinating, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Who did this? This is so shameless!"

Everyone was talking a lot and looked at each other and other people around them.

Liu Guodong frowned. If such a thing really happened last night, then Meng Ren's appeal would obviously have no problem.

“It’s okay to build a wall, but remember to pay the workers and not delay workers’ wages!”

"How many manpower does Mr. Meng need?" Liu Guodong asked.

Meng Ren shrugged: "It's just ten people!"

"Ten is too few. Wouldn't it be faster with more people?" Liu Guodong smiled.

Meng Ren rolled his eyes. He was not building a fortress. He was just building a simple wall and a few cabins. How many more manpower were needed?

"Ten is enough. I will pay them on time!" Meng Ren said.

"That's perfect. Although this is a critical moment, some rules cannot be broken."

"Especially because of the current crisis, we should abide by the bottom line and principles. If Mr. Meng can help us provide some employment opportunities, that would be the best. On behalf of our Baishi camp, I would like to thank Mr. Meng!" Liu Guodong laughed.

White Rock Camp?

Is that the name of this camp?

Meng Renpi nodded with a smile, but he had not met the leader of this camp yet. The top manager he had seen so far was only the deputy leader Liu Guodong.