CHAPTER 343: CHAPTER 157: REFUGEE RESETTLEMENT

An hour later, at the square of Base 011.

Chen Jian stood before Jiang Yu, surprised and asked:

"So, what you mean is, you led over two hundred people, walked 150 kilometers to the main trade route in three days, then sorted out steam transportation, and brought your people here in batches, finally leaving the main road and taking the back roads to reach the Jinling Ruins?"

"Yes, we’ve pretty much exchanged all the resources we could for trade."

Jiang Yu remained calm as she continued:

"We’ve only kept the most basic living supplies, even traded away all our tools."

"So, if you need us to work, sir, perhaps you’ll need to provide us with tools."

"That’s not a problem."

Chen Jian nodded and instead asked:

"But is it really that urgent for you all?"

"I’m not saying you made a mistake, I just don’t understand why your decisions seem a bit..."

"Too impulsive?"

Jiang Yu interrupted.

Chen Jian shook his head.

In fact, Jiang Yu’s series of decisions couldn’t be called impulsive.

The Beast Tide activity is getting more frequent, the security environment around the Jinling Ruins deteriorates day by day, and for a migrating team, reaching the destination quickly without counting the cost is the most rational choice.

But it’s a decision that can only be made when one has control of most of the information, full knowledge of the Beast Tide, and accurate calculation of input-output ratio.

As for her?

She didn’t have Fu Xi to reference for decisions, nor was she forced forward by a huge crisis chasing behind her, what did she rely on to make these choices?

Instinct?

Honestly, if she truly relied on instinct, after confirming a relatively reliable route ahead, the most instinctive choice would be to slow down as much as possible, and bring everyone over without missing one, right?

She didn’t do it that way.

During these more than four days of forced march, her team even lost a number of people.

In the end, those who reached Base 011 numbered just a little over two hundred.

Thinking of this, Chen Jian asked:

"You could have gone slower, why go so fast?"

"Because if we slowed down, some people who shouldn’t be here would be brought here too."

Jiang Yu’s expression remained calm as water, even slightly cold.

After pausing for a moment, she continued to speak:

"In fact, those who fell behind weren’t abandoned by us."

"They just weren’t suitable for here, so they chose to stay in other towns along the way themselves."

"They haven’t prepared for a new start, nor escaped the illusion of stability."

"People like that can survive, but I really... can’t carry them."

Can’t carry them?

Chen Jian felt a stir in his heart.

This indeed was a quite reasonable reason.

After all, in this Wasteland World, not everyone is qualified or capable of surviving.

As Jiang Yu said, some people simply haven’t prepared for a new start.

In the past decades of stable life, they’ve already become accustomed to relying on their own experiences, relying on their already formed beliefs to support their survival.

If they were brought to Base 011, they would only bring losses greater than the benefits of manpower due to instability.

Tch.

Chen Jian’s gaze towards Jiang Yu carried a few traces of scrutiny.

What exactly did this child go through, to enable her clarity when viewing these matters?

Chen Jian really wanted to ask, but he stuck to his usual principle, in non-essential situations, he prefers not to probe into the newcomers’ past.

Therefore, he simply nodded, indicating no objection to Jiang Yu’s judgment.

Following this, he spoke:

"Get the people you brought settled down first."

"We haven’t prepared accommodations for you in advance, so you all must build overnight shelters before nightfall tonight."

"Understood, sir."

Jiang Yu immediately responded, and then asked:

"Can we start now?"

"Go ahead."

Jiang Yu bowed towards Chen Jian, then turned and left.

A few minutes later, the refugees originally gathered on the open space, from Qian Island Lake Town, had all started to move.

Led by Jiang Yu, they first picked out a relatively flat and clean open space, then quickly divided the work, with women, children, and the elderly clearing the ground, while strong young men went to the lumber storage site to select suitable wood.

Most of this lumber was cut down by Fu Xi in prior reclamation efforts. After being aired for a period, the branches had dried up, and with the simple tools provided by the ant swarm robots, handling them wasn’t difficult.

In just under two hours, the frames of several large shelters were already set up on the open space.

Jiang Yu initially seemed to want to temporarily roof them with branches and leaves, but noticing her actions, Chen Jian generously provided some unused tricolor waterproof fabric for Jiang Yu to use.

This stuff is much lighter than the common tarpaulin in this world. Those building quickly discovered how to use this material, and in no time, they had the roofs covered up.

Afterward, taking a round of observation, Jiang Yu directed everyone to prop up the center of the waterproof fabric with wooden sticks to prevent rainwater from collapsing the shelters.

All preparations were complete, and the ground was more or less cleaned up.