SWDnovel 228: Cleaning Up Camp Hazela
228: Cleaning Up Camp Hazela
Go to Hazela's study.
"leader!"
Seeing Xiao Yuan who suddenly appeared in the study and the two beauties whose appearance is not inferior to her own, Hazela looked at her nose, nose, and heart.
Of the two, Isis is the daughter of an old enemy, so she knew it long ago.
As for the other beautiful oriental girl holding a saber with a look of refusal to be thousands of miles away, this is the first time I have seen it.
However, when I went to the Pudar camp to ask for instructions this morning, Hazela saw Yang Xuan and Xia Dilu, and knew that the leader was surrounded by beautiful women, so she was not very surprised.
Hazela was also secretly a little disappointed.
She thought that with her beauty, she could get an important job from Xiao Yuan, but she didn't expect that she was not outstanding.
No, I still have red hair and the identity of the royal princess of the earth country!
Hazela suddenly thought that she could go on other tracks, and her eyes couldn't help but smile again.
"Are you really cleaning the room yourself?"
Xiao Yuan couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw Hazela wearing a maid outfit and holding a feather blanket in his hand to clean the dust off the bookshelves.
Although what he said originally was to ask Hazela to clean the room, there are not many maids in this house.
Hazela cleaned the room in her maid outfit, whether she was playing dumb or playing some kind of poker cue.
"Isn't this your order from the leader?"
Hazela blinked her big, watery eyes.
If people in the last days want to survive, they must abandon their reserve and dignity.
Although Hazela is still the leader of the camp for the time being, if she doesn't impress Xiao Yuan, her fate will be the same as that of other slaves in the camp.
Xiao Yuan smiled and sat down at the desk.
That position had always belonged to Hazela before.
Hazela immediately stepped forward, brewed a cup of fragrant butter tea with exquisite Tuguo painted porcelain, and handed it to Lian Yuan.
Xiao Yuan took a sip.
The aroma lingers in the mouth endlessly.
"Recently, the South Bank is being renovated, and my office is here.
"No problem, the leader can stay as long as he wants."
Hazela naturally nodded in agreement.
"How much coal mines in your camp can mine in a day?"
Xiao Yuan certainly didn't enjoy the trip to the North Shore camp.
There is anthracite of excellent quality here, which is an important raw material for the development of Xiaguo's industry.
"Five tons."
Hazela thought about it.
"Too little, at least twenty tons per day."
"But the leader, the miner's body will not be able to bear it."
"I won't let them dig with bare hands anymore. After the camp on the south bank is built, I will move back. After that, the camp on the north bank on your side will also have to be re-planned."
"There will be a group of digging machines to help you."
Xiao Yuan said in a deep voice.
Hazela breathed a sigh of relief.
Because of the lack of machinery, even though the Hazela camp guards the huge coal mine, they can only dig a little bit with picks, shovels and panniers.
If the workload is increased rashly, the lifespan of those miners will be shortened dramatically.
Fortunately, Xiao Yuan is not a bloody slave owner.
Not only that.
Unlike the Pudar camp on the south bank which was set up as an agricultural camp, the Hazela camp on the north bank is going to develop the mining industry, so Xiao Yuan's investment in this place will be much greater.
At that time, there will be not only machinery, but also electricity.
The light at night is the fire of human civilization.
"Where did you migrate from?"
Xiao Yuan suddenly thought of the rumor that Hazela is the royal princess of the earth country, and under her leadership, a group of ugly people migrated from the deep inland to the north shore of the narrow stream sea
"Junbao City."
Hazela shuddered all over, as if recalling a terrible event.
Junbao City, the city where the east and west ends of the world island communicate, is the ancient capital of successive dynasties on the peninsula-shaped continent of the Narrow Stream Sea.
"Bring me the map."
A map of the narrow Jianhai area was placed in front of Xiao Yuan.
"Not long after the disaster happened, I felt that the zombies would take over the city sooner or later, so I escaped from Junbao City alone, and then accidentally discovered that I had supernatural powers.
"Relying on my superhuman abilities and my status as the royal princess of the Tu Kingdom, I gathered a group of survivors and led them all the way south to the north shore of the Narrow Sea."
Hazela gestured on the map.
Looking at the map, Xiao Yuan frowned.
Junbao City is about a thousand kilometers away from the camp, and it was a super-large city with a population of tens of millions before the end of the world.
If 440 people in the city turned into zombies, forming a wave of tens of millions of corpses and attacking the camp, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Do you have a sentry outside the camp?"
Xiao Yuan asked in a deep voice.
"There's one five kilometers away."
Hazela replied.
"Not enough. Starting today, five sentry posts will be set up in the east, west and north directions of the camp, and each sentry post will be 60 kilometers apart."
There are five sentry posts, and the distance between the sentry posts is 60 kilometers.
In other words, the farthest warning range of the camp is 300 kilometers away!
"Wouldn't that be too much of a fuss?"
Hazela immediately replied instinctively.
As soon as the words fell, Hazela regretted it.
Which slave dared to use this kind of questioning tone to the master.
"Hmph, it's better to make a big deal out of a molehill."
Xiao Yuan snorted coldly.
Making a fuss out of a molehill is a trivial matter, if a wave of tens of millions of corpses forms, even Xiao Wan will have a headache.
"Yes, chief!"
Hazela hastily agreed.
As slaves, no one in Hazela's camp had a choice. .