CHAPTER 344: CHAPTER 157: REFUGEE RESETTLEMENT_2

The luggage of everyone was placed down one by one, and dozens of areas were simply divided by family units.

Just achieving this step was enough to earn Jiang Yu a big thumbs up.

But her work was clearly not over.

She roughly judged the main wind direction and then chose two distant spots in the downwind location to set up makeshift kitchens and toilets. As the sky gradually darkened, the stoves in the kitchen had also been lit.

"...Efficient."

Chen Jian sighed.

"It’s not just efficient, there’s something about this setup that feels familiar to me."

"It’s like recognizing a school at a glance."

Lei Jie clicked his tongue and said:

"Highly organized, very efficient, the camp’s functionality isn’t very strong, but it meets the living needs."

"Captain, she’s a talent, indeed. With proper training, perhaps she could be responsible for managing the refugees in the future?"

"Currently, refugee management is handled by Xie Liu and Ji Xing, with occasional help from Huang Yu, but their skills aren’t really in this area, so it’s somewhat of a waste..."

"Let’s continue to observe the situation first."

Chen Jian exhaled softly and then said:

"For the first meal, give them something good to eat and set up a meal together. Also, prepare the projection equipment, just like we did with Yellow Stone City, let’s give them an... orientation training."

"No problem."

Lei Jie nodded cheerfully and then said:

"What do you think their reaction to the video will be?"

"They are not like the residents of Yellow Stone City; most of their minds are still controlled by the theocratic ideology of the Mechanical God Sect."

"If we give them a big shock now, will there be anyone who... directly defects?"

"I think there will be."

Chen Jian pondered and said:

"But that’s okay, on the way here, Jiang Yu already conducted the first screening for us. Now all we need to do is the second screening."

"Screening always comes at a cost, right?"

"Indeed it does..."

Lei Jie took one last look at Jiang Yu, who was standing among the crowd, delivering a lecture to the refugees from Qian Island Lake Town, and then walked toward the main passage of the works to prepare the projection equipment that would soon be used.

At this moment, the time had reached just after six in the evening, and the sky had finally become completely dark.

In one instance, the lights suddenly turned on.

Everyone who had just arrived at Base 011 instinctively looked up, incredulously gazing at the enormous lamps suspended high above, illuminating everything.

"Stop staring, they’re just lights!"

Jiang Yu shouted loudly:

"Get a good rest tonight, starting tomorrow, we need to strive for a new life."

"You will see more incredible things, all creations by the esteemed Huaxia Army."

"This place is unlike anywhere else in the world, it can be a paradise, but we must wholeheartedly commit to it."

"Alright then, let’s get cooking. Hand over all the food you’ve brought, and we’ll... together."

"There’s no need to cook tonight."

Chen Jian suddenly appeared behind Jiang Yu and continued:

"Even though we haven’t prepared homes for you, there’s still plentiful food."

"Let’s go, sit over on that open ground."

"Tonight we’ll have a meal together, and by the way, we have something to show you."

"Yes, sir!"

Jiang Yu immediately nodded, and under her command, more than two hundred people, albeit loosely, but with considerable order, gradually gathered on the open ground.

The crowd glanced around in slight confusion, and at this moment, the residents of Base 011, along with their tableware, headed toward the kitchen, which had been expanded several times.

The meal that night wasn’t as luxurious as a celebration banquet, but it was finally more than the monotonous porridge before.

Steamed white rice, chicken stewed with vegetables and potatoes, fried luncheon meat, with a small amount of seasoning.

It wasn’t considered sumptuous, but it highlighted a generous quantity to fill everyone’s stomach.

"Help yourself with the tableware, take small amounts, but frequently, and don’t waste it."

As Chen Jian finished his words, the refugees from Qian Island Lake Town hesitantly began to move.

Perhaps it was the phrase "small amounts but frequently" that frightened them — the refugees, new to this environment and encountering the overwhelmingly powerful Huaxia Army for the first time, appeared somewhat restrained, only daring to take one or two pieces of chicken and a small bowl of rice, not even daring to take any of the popular luncheon meat.

On the other hand, Jiang Yu seemed indifferent.

— After all, during their first meeting, she had the audacity to ask for a takeaway, so having a meal wouldn’t really intimidate her.

Nevertheless, under her lead, the crowd gradually relaxed.

After finishing a bowl of food, none of the refugees, exhausted from the long journey, were full.

When the first person stood up to get a second helping and was not stopped, everyone else also started to ease up.

The pot was quickly emptied, but before everyone could feel awkward, the second batch of stewed meat was already brought forth.

This was Chen Jian’s plan.

What major events can there be in life?

Birth, aging, illness, and death; clothing, food, housing, and travel.

First fill their stomachs to make them remember this place where they can eat their fill, then it would be much easier to conduct ideological education later.

As the crowd started eating more slowly, Chen Jian waved his hand, signaling Lei Jie to take the stage.

When the large projection screen lit up, the crowd sitting on the open ground instantly became restless.

Even Jiang Yu was startled by the sudden images.

But soon, the base residents arranged among the crowd suitably started explaining the situation to the newcomers beside them.