All these have forced Feng Delong to grow up quickly, and now he has really started to think about the issue of distribution according to work.
Those moths who do nothing should let them fend for themselves. With Feng Delong's ability and strength, he doesn't need to care about the moral kidnapping of those people.
Seeing the end of the world, more than three months have passed since the outbreak of the zombie virus, and anyone can see that human civilization can no longer go back.
If the fixed ideological and moral constraints before the end of the world are still applicable to the end of the world, it would be an insult to the survivors who are struggling to survive.
"From tomorrow on, the food will be distributed according to work. According to the contribution made by each person, the corresponding food will be distributed. Those who do nothing will have no food!"
Feng Delong said in a low voice, even for the survivors of the few followers, he must make changes. He has had enough to survive in the last days with dozens of oil bottles.
These people not only don't know how to be grateful, but they also take all this for granted, so they feel at ease.
Hearing Feng Delong's words, the survivors who stared at the fire silently at the log were slightly astonished at first, but soon someone stood up angrily and accused loudly:
"Why do you have to distribute according to your work!"
We are a collective and we must have a fair and even distribution! "
This is a young man in a suit who is a small manager of this Wuhong Mountain Scenic Area. With his own backstage, he was also yelling at the merchants in Wuhong Mountain before the end of the world.
This young man's words are quite different from Feng Delong's questioning who is going to go out with him to find food. It can be said to be a hundred responses.
"Feng Delong, how can you be so selfish!"
A middle-aged woman with a bitter face stood up and glared at Feng Delong and scolded.
These people pointed and pointed at Feng Delong angrily. People who didn't know the situation thought Feng Delong was some kind of crazy villain.
However, in fact, Feng Delong only rationally proposed distribution according to work, so that everyone can contribute their own strength to the collective. How much can be determined according to individual circumstances, but there must be a clear attitude.
But as a result, these moths reacted as if Feng Delong was going to kill their whole family.
Without waiting for Feng Delong to speak, he has been following another power evolutionary beside Feng Delong, stood up, pointed at these people, and shouted angrily:
"Who the **** is selfish!
We distributed the food we found to you to eat together, but as for you, you don’t do anything but pick and choose every day.
You are selfless, and I didn't see you big bosses who would distribute all the money in your bank cards to the poor before the end of the world! "
Ma Qiang's anger made him want to squeeze a few people to vent his anger right away. If he didn't think Feng Delong's people were good and stronger than him, he would have left early and would ignore these blood-sucking bugs.
After the backlog of anger reached its peak, Ma Qiang finally couldn't bear it...
But with just such a word, the aggrieved survivors turned their heads to Ma Qiang again.
"Ma Qiang! How do you speak!"
All that money is earned by us. Why should we distribute it to the poor? If the money we earn is to be distributed to others, then what is the point of making money?
These are two concepts at all! This is different! ! "
The middle-aged woman stared at a pair of toad eyes, pinched her waist and struck back loudly.
Several people behind him quickly echoed:
"Yes! This is not a thing at all, it can't be compared!"
"Ma Qiang! Don't change your concept here, just to find a reason for your selfishness!"
"Yes, yes! You are selfish!"
"..."
Ma Qiang felt that he was going to be blown up with anger, he was clearly above these people, and he was going to be criticized by these people by pointing his nose to this kind of madness.
"Why is this different?
How can it not be a thing!
The money you earn is unwilling to be distributed to others, and the food we collect should be distributed to you for what reason! ! ! "
Ma Qiang's fists clenched and his chest rose and fell violently, and his anger spurted out of his eyes like a real flame.
Facing the furious Ma Qiang, the survivors, headed by the middle-aged woman, all had expressions of indignation.
"The food you are looking for is all unowned. If there is no owner, it is public property. Since it is public property, we have the right to share it!"
At this time, the middle-aged woman feels like a chicken blood. From the bottom of her heart, she feels that everything is as it should be. Little people like Ma Qiang and Feng Delong who are waiters should contribute to the success of their wealthy and status. People serving, you should hold their thighs and kneel to add them.
Ma Qiang trembled and raised his fist. It was obviously something that could be solved with his fist. Why did he even have to reason with these hypocritical people.
"Ma Qiang!"
Before pressing his fist, Feng Delong shouted to Ma Qiang in a low voice and stopped Ma Qiang's fist in the air.
When the middle-aged woman saw Ma Qiang raise her fist, her body was so frightened that she thought she was going to be beaten, but when Ma Qiang was stopped, her confidence instantly recovered.
The middle-aged woman struck her neck and took a big step forward. She felt that Feng Delong and others would not dare to hit her at all.
"Hit! Come hit me!
Humph! No guts!
Do you know why you can only be a waiter? It is because you have no culture and no quality!
Therefore, you can only lower others' heads forever, and you can only vent your incompetence through violence! "
The anger in Ma Qiang's eyes has transformed into murderous intent following the middle-aged woman's provocations again and again.
However, Feng Delong's expression was a little gloomy, and he couldn't see any changes. After all, he usually had a cold face.
Feng Delong walked to Ma Qiang and separated Ma Qiang from the middle-aged woman.
"Okay! Since you said that, we will leave tomorrow, and everyone will have their own lives in the future!"
Feng Delong stared at the middle-aged woman and said blankly.
Hearing Feng Delong said to leave, the middle-aged woman was anxious. People like them didn't dare to leave, so naturally they couldn't find any food. If Feng Delong and the others were allowed to leave, they would be starved to death if no one provided food.
"No! You can't go! Who will protect us after you go!"
You are capable! We should protect the weak.
If we are capable, we will definitely protect you! "
Seeing Feng Delong's silence, the middle-aged woman looked like a proud rooster, proudly raising her chin.
"Feng Delong, you people, have never seen anything in the world.
So you don’t understand many things and don’t have any vision. You follow us, we brains, and you work hard so that everyone can live well, right?
After the disaster is over, every one of us will give you some money, which is regarded as a reward. There are too many, but I still have millions in my card!
How much money can you make a year as a waiter?
and so......"
The words of the middle-aged woman came to an abrupt end without warning!
Feng Delong, who had been silent, kept the movement of raising his right arm. His arm had turned into a long knife at some unknown time, and there were red blood stains on the sharp blade.
The middle-aged woman's toad eyes stared hard, her expression unbelievable.
She felt a cold in her neck first, and then a rush of warm heat spurted from her neck. She wanted to speak, but she could only make a gurgling sound.
The woman realized something, her hands clenched her neck tightly, her proud and triumphant expression disappeared, and only horror remained.
The woman just struggled for those few breaths, and her body fell heavily to the ground, but a large area of her body was dyed red in just a moment.
"Ah! It's murdered!"
Someone in the crowd uttered an exclamation, and they dispersed in a rush, leaving the body of the middle-aged woman like a snake and scorpion.
Feng Delong shook the blood on his arm with a long knife, and said in a cold voice:
"I didn't ask for your opinion, I am telling you!
From tomorrow on, everyone will have their own lives. Your life and death have nothing to do with us.
Um... not right...
Yes... we can easily grasp your life and death, it is easier to pinch you to death than to kill a zombie! "
Ma Qiang's anger slowly disappeared with the death of the middle-aged woman, and the resentment that was suffocating in his heart finally vomited out.
Bang! ! !
Ma Qiang smashed the rock on the ground with a punch, and the threat in his eyes was obvious.
"If you don't agree, you can go together!
If I can't tell you, I will use my fist to correct your fallacies! "