CHAPTER 173: CHAPTER 93 [CLOUD FOREST SKILL] (5.6)_2

They were carrying large bags of snacks, making a few people outside the mall envious.

"Zhang, chicken leg!" Old Gao exclaimed as he tore open a bag of marinated chicken legs and handed it to Zhang Feng when he saw Zhang look over.

But as he did this, several bags of snacks fell from his arms.

"No one’s competing with you, why are you holding so much?" Zhang Feng reached out to grab the chicken leg, stuffed it in his mouth, and crunched it, bones and all.

"How’s the water source inspection?"

"Old Liang and I checked the bathroom." Old Gao laughed heartily, "There’s water, and some water pipes at the counters can be used too."

"There’s something good too." At this moment, Old Liang also laughed, "Although the mall’s backup electrical circuit is broken, there are several diesel engines in the warehouse. I feel like the circuits can be repaired with some reworking."

"Do you know how to handle electrical work?" Zhang Feng took a bag of chocolate from Ah Sheng’s arms and began eating it, "If you don’t, don’t mess around."

Zhang Feng said, then looked at the few people outside the mall, staring eagerly at him.

"Go, ask them, see who knows how to handle electrical work."

"I’ll ask!" Old Gao put down the snacks and, along with Old Liang, went outside the mall.

"Big brother..." The few people saw Old Gao and others come out, and awkwardly greeted.

’People have come out...’

Meanwhile, on the roof, around the building, behind curtains, everyone’s eyes and ears were tuned to this side.

"Our brother Zhang said." Seeing so many people focused on him, Old Gao felt a burst of satisfaction, "The mall’s power source is broken, who knows electrical work, raise your hand now.

We are going to build a survivor base here."

Following Old Gao’s words, everyone was first stunned, then various thoughts and discussions ensued.

’Base?’

’Are they recruiting for their team?’

"I want to go downstairs! In this rundown apocalypse, you definitely have to follow the strong!"

"There’s food! There’s food!"

Old Gao’s words stirred up a wave of excitement.

In just three or four seconds.

Someone opened a window declaring, "Me! Me! Boss! I know electrical work! I used to work in this mall!"

"And me! I know a bit too!"

"Big brother! Can you take me on! I’ll do anything you want! I’m willing to do anything!"

Noises erupted all around, everyone speaking, babbling, which left Old Gao stunned.

At this moment, footsteps echoed inside the mall.

Zhang Feng walked in front, followed by Ah Sheng and the remaining two people.

"Quiet." Zhang Feng’s voice wasn’t loud, but he tapped a steel pipe on the blood-stained floor, and the unique resonance of steel covered all sounds.

Everyone quickly quieted and looked at Zhang Feng with anticipation and pleading.

Zhang Feng glanced at the now silent crowd, then said, "Those who know electrical work, raise your hand; the rest, do not speak."

"I..."

"Zhang! Me!"

In the building on both east and west sides, two people raised their hands.

"Come downstairs." Zhang Feng looked at the defense facilities in front of their staircase, then turned to those who had come down earlier, "Give them a hand, dismantle those sandbags and stuff."

"Alright... alright..."

They responded and started working.

"Go get some chocolate from the mall." Zhang Feng turned to Old Gao, addressing everyone’s most concerning issue, "Two pieces each, then two hot dogs, let them appease their hunger for now.

In the future, whoever works, gets to eat."

"Big brother..." Hearing Zhang Feng distributing food, the people in the surrounding buildings began to stir, wanting to showcase their skills and prove their worth.

But as Zhang Feng turned to look at them, they fell silent.

Because Zhang Feng’s face, even though slightly washed to be recognizable, was still smeared with blood stains.

This image, along with the corpses scattered around, was quite intimidating.

"Second matter." Zhang Feng continued addressing them, "These defense works you have at the bottom of your buildings, who did them?"

"Me!" A tall man on the roof of the sixth floor raised his hand, and he spoke louder because he was a bit far, twenty or thirty meters,

"Zhang Feng! It’s me! I used to be a coroner at the city police department, but I occasionally like to dabble in architecture."

While speaking, he pointed to the crew-cut person next to him who couldn’t bring himself to speak, "He has studied civil engineering too."

"Alright, come down." Zhang Feng glanced at the tall man, noticing a military-grade binocular around his chest.

Clearly, not only did he help the surrounding residents build defense facilities, he also served as the ’collective observer.’

Of course, most importantly, he was the team’s coroner.

As a criminal investigator, Zhang Feng often dealt with coroners and had a natural affinity for them.

"Go get them some bread." Zhang Feng turned to Ah Sheng, who was in much better spirits, "See if there’s a way to warm some water, cook some instant noodles, find some pickles too."

"Okay, Zhang." Although Ah Sheng didn’t know why Zhang was so good to these two people, he didn’t ask much and went back to prepare.

’They have hot food?’ Others in the buildings couldn’t understand, nor did they see anything special about these two.

"Thank you, Zhang!" The tall man and the crew-cut were simply grateful and solemn in their thanks.

Zhang Feng nodded, then turned to the crowd, "Third matter, planting, who knows how?"

The supermarket has some crop seeds, and they all look intact."

"Me!" At this moment, seven or eight people raised their hands, all relatively older.

And an elderly man left his bedside, returned inside, and after a minute or two, placed two pots by the window.

Inside, two small potatoes had grown up.

"You will be responsible for planting food." Zhang Feng told them to come downstairs and looked at everyone else, stating, "You come down in turn, after them.