Qin Xuancheng couldn't deny it.

"Let me introduce, these are the brothers from Xinghuo Base. This is their leader Qin Xuancheng, and this is Qiao Xue, a healer. Are you injured? You can find Miss Qiao for treatment with crystal cores or supplies."

Shaoyin said so, not on purpose to embarrass Qiao Xue. Her own people are not injured, not even a single oily skin is broken along the way. But most of the people who have just joined the base are ordinary people, and it is inevitable that they have some old diseases and may have new injuries. Ready-made healing power users, do not need to be in vain.

"If you don't have crystal cores or materials, go to Changhua to report, the base will be released for you, and you can go back." Shaoyin pointed to a wood-type ability user, that is, when the high-level zombies attacked, he tried many times. Save her lad.

Anyway, if you want to use people, you have to use fate.

In a shadow that had been silent, a dozen people suddenly stood up.

As she expected, these scattered survivors were more or less sick. Anyway, the base gave the treatment fee, so why not use it?

Josh was immediately surrounded.

"Boss Duan, the people in your base...are drinking?" A Xinghuo superhuman approached Shaoyin, swallowed quietly, and stared at the crowd with bright eyes.

Before Shaoyin came, everyone had just eaten, and they were after dinner. Because just collected a lot of materials, took out some tea leaves and sugar to make drinks for people who don't drink alcohol, while those who drink alcohol get together and have a drink.

But even if it was a drink, the smell of alcohol was still difficult to cover, floating in the air, and instantly attracted the power users of Xinghuo.

Shaoyin smiled, it wasn't difficult for him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Want to drink? Then let's try it."

"!!!"

Mom, what kind of fairy leader is this? Too considerate, right? No need for them to say anything!

A good feeling arises spontaneously, and he hurriedly said: "Thank you, Commander Duan!"

The members of the dynasty base did not know the unpleasantness between the two sides. In their eyes, the leader of Xinghuo once helped to defend against high-level zombies and defended the base. The two sides are allies!

"Come on, what flavor do you like? Sesame-flavored or sauce-flavored? You're welcome, they're all brothers!"

Shaoyin couldn't help but smile when she saw that they were quickly blending together.

"leader."

"Good leader."

"The leader is back?"

Wherever she went, members greeted her. Shaoyin said with a smile, "He Qing and I haven't eaten yet. Who is kind enough to cook us a bowl of noodles?"

"I'm coming!" As soon as the words fell, someone jumped up and said.

Said to cook noodles, is to cook noodles.

Two bowls of braised beef instant noodles cooked in no time.

Shaoyin sat on the ground carelessly, sat by the bonfire with his teammates, and said, "Brother Xinghuo has a good heart, help us transport the equipment back."

"Xinghuo's brother is so nice!"

"Come on, brother, have another drink!"

Not far away, several girls looked at each other and stood up together.

They are members who have just joined, and a few girls are surviving in a group in the apocalypse, their feet are as light as cats.

When he walked to Shaoyin's side, Shaoyin pretended to find them, raised his head and asked with a smile, "Have you eaten?"

"Have eaten, chief." A girl with a melon face replied.

Several girls sat down next to Shaoyin.

After sitting down, he didn't speak immediately, looking a little nervous. Some grabbed the sand on the ground, some grabbed their shoelaces, and some touched their hair.

Shaoyin had finished eating the noodles and handed it over to a team member to dispose of it, then turned to look at them and asked, "How old are you? What's your name?"

Several people have introduced them in turn, the largest is twenty-two, and the smallest is eighteen.

Seeing that Shaoyin had no airs, the girls relaxed a little, and the girl with the face of a melon said, "Thank you, Commander, for taking us in. We are not superpowers, but we have killed a lot of zombies and can go out to work. Except for these , I studied accounting before the end of the world, Taozi knows clothing design, and Linlin can repair cars..."

She introduced the characteristics of everyone in turn, and wanted to get a place under this beautiful and powerful female leader.

Chapter 190 Show affection tool people 15 Support.

The bonfire dissipated the cold of the winter night, and the orange fire jumped, creating a warm atmosphere. Surrounded by one after another, there are strict barriers surrounded by vehicles behind them, and there are psychic guards on the roof. In such a safe and warm atmosphere, Zhou Jingyu's voice gradually slowed down.

Shaoyin sat by the bonfire with her legs bent, holding her knees in one hand and a branch in the other, leisurely fiddling with the bonfire and listening to the occasional "crackling" sound from the fire, with a slight smile on her face, listening to Zhou Jingyu Introduce everyone, their intelligence, their record, each of them is good, and has played a key role in critical moments over the past two years.

"Not bad." After Zhou Jingyu finished a commentary and did not speak again, she knew that she had almost said it, and nodded approvingly, "Everyone of you is very good and cooperated very well."

Hearing her approval, the melon-faced Zhou Jingyu immediately showed excitement, and the other girls were also full of joy: "Thank you for the praise."

Shaoyin fiddled with the bonfire, and said in a gentle tone: "Do you want to continue to cooperate in the future, or do you do it separately?"

Zhou Jingyu was suddenly stopped by the question, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, while the faces of the other girls were also a bit embarrassed.

They are used to cooperation, and if they are still together in the future, they will feel very at ease. However, everyone has different aspirations, and not everyone is willing to go out and kill zombies.

For example, Taozi, who is good at fashion design, would like to have a studio to engage in fashion design. But this is too difficult, not realistic at all. In the end of the world, what everyone wears is good. In life, there is today and no tomorrow. Who cares if there is a sense of design in what you wear?