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Apocalyptic Disasters: Carrying a bun and hoarding supplies novel Chapter 425

At the same time, Yu Miaomiao returned to the building where she was staying at the moment. She had a cold face, and she looked like she was about to explode at any second. She asked in a low voice, "Who is that woman? The one beside Lei Qian? Why is he listening to her so much?"

Behind her stood Dacheng and Lu Yin. While Lu Yin was a bit scared of the woman's anger, Dacheng stood with his back straight and a dignified expression on his face. His personality didn't allow him to lower his head in front of Yu Miaomiao. Though he was a bit annoyed after being led by another woman, he still replied in a low voice, "Her name is Bai Meiyue, and she is the one whose water ability can produce the water hydra."

"Ah, so it's her," Yu Miaomiao frowned. She had been thinking about killing the woman who tried to take the man she had taken an interest in, but as soon as she heard that Bai Meiyue was the one who could produce the water hydra, her will to kill that woman slowly got suppressed.

Bai Meiyue could be a proud asset of her base if she could get her.

Yu Miaomiao walked around the table where she usually sat. Pulling out the documents that she had stored in the cabinet, she read through the information and frowned. She raised her head and questioned, "Why has she not signed the document yet? I am really disappointed with how you two work."

"We apologise."

"This subordinate made a mistake."

Lu Yin lowered her head when she saw Yu Miaomiao looking at them. The two of them were women, but for some reason, she was really scared of Yu Miaomiao. There was just something different about her.

Yu Miaomiao could sense that the woman was scared of her, but she simply laughed at her fear. Instead of saying anything to Lu Yin and wasting her time, she turned to look at Dacheng and said to him, "I am not an unreasonable woman. Since these people are useful for the base and human development, try to let their family know of the benefits that they would get after joining the base."

"These two teams are really attractive at the moment. So do anything to get them to stand by our side; if possible, try to get their family members to join the base. I believe that as long as their family members join the base, they will be quite …obedient, ah."

"I understand, chief!"

Dacheng was not Yu Miaomiao's confidant, but he was not a fool. He could understand what the woman was trying to do. Under the pretext of making Bai Meiyue and Bai Feng's family join the team; she meant to entrap them in such a way that Bai Meiyue and Bai Feng would have no other choice but to follow her lead.

"Once she joins the base, send her to the special ability team."

The so-called special ability team, as the name suggested, was a team that was made up of ability users. Their main task was to clear up zombies and collect crystal nuclei.

Though they were given a rather fancy name, Dacheng knew that they were no different from suicide bombers.

Ever since he had joined the base under Yu Miaomiao's care, he knew how hard it was for the supernatural ability users to finish the tasks handed to them by Yu Miaomiao. These people were destined to die.

Since ability users started to join the base, they were sent to clear up zombies and collect crystal nuclei as well as supplies for the base. Every day, under the lure of generous rewards, more than twenty or so ability users would be sent out of the base. However, every time the ability users left the base, only five or six ability users would return. Thus, it could be seen at a glance whether this team was worth joining or not.

And as Yu Miaomiao was worried that the other ability users would find out about this exponential rate of death, she actually isolated them from the rest of the base. They were not even allowed to meet with family and friends. The ability users were either sent on missions or they were under extreme pressure.

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