Chapter 209: The Suspended Position of the Distribution Director (First Update)

Throwing an 88th birthday banquet in the post-apocalyptic world? If they can still manage such a thing, it’s clear that Yang Yang’s family is far from ordinary.

Wait a minute, Jing Shu suddenly remembered—why not brew some wine? Whether it’s red or white, it’s perfect for gifting, maintaining relationships, or enjoying on cold days. Especially in extreme cold, drinking a little wine daily keeps the body warm and cozy.

As Jing Shu was contemplating whether to plant a new batch of grapes or use fragrant roses for her brew, Yang Yang said, "Don’t worry about Wang Dazhao. He’s performed excellently, and we’re going to apply for a first-class merit award for him. He’ll be officially inducted as a second lieutenant in our armed police unit. I’m also being promoted from major to lieutenant colonel."

Yang Yang was only in her twenties. With her family’s connections and her own abilities, she had risen quickly, nearly catching up to Li Yuetian!

"Alright, I won’t keep you any longer," Jing Shu said, her competitive spirit piqued. Without thinking, she exposed her strength by casually lifting the mech with one hand and carrying it on her shoulder as she headed back to the villa.

The rugged men behind her swallowed hard. The mech, which took two of them to carry out, was effortlessly hoisted by this small woman with just one hand?

Wang Dazhao watched Jing Shu’s retreating figure with a complicated expression. "Why didn’t you tell her we didn’t get the machine gun and heavy weapon? I think giving it to her would be fine; she’s the only one who can fully utilize the mech’s power."

Yang Yang turned back to the car, "We’ll give them to her when she needs them. Otherwise, it would just attract unwanted attention and bring trouble. Our biggest mistake this time was letting Zero escape back to Huaxia. Now that he knows where these weapons went, what do you think will happen?"

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Back home, Jing Shu polished the mech to a shine with a towel while talking about her day at the Medicinal Association.

Grandpa Jing clicked his tongue and shook his head. Though the mech looked cool, he didn’t see much practical use for it.

"In the old days, warriors hung their armor. I’ll make you a hanger for your mech," Grandpa said.

"Great! Thanks, Grandpa. I’ll display it in my bedroom."

Having a handy grandpa who could craft anything felt incredibly useful, especially in the post-apocalyptic world where there was no production capacity. You had to make everything yourself.

Although the family didn’t fully understand the purpose of such a sci-fi-looking item, their curiosity remained unabated. When Jing Shu put it on, it truly felt incredible.

Her strength increased significantly, making her feel like a one-person tank with combat power off the charts and excellent defensive abilities, providing her with a tremendous sense of security.

The more satisfied Jing Shu was with the mech, the more troubled she became about what to give Yang Yang’s grandfather. Giving something too cheap would feel inappropriate, but something too expensive might overshadow the host.

While Jing Shu was still contemplating an appropriate gift, her mother returned home with a heavy sigh. Jing Shu didn’t need to ask; she knew it was because of the red threadworm egg issue.

On the second day after the worm egg outbreak, the problem finally gained everyone's attention. The fact that none of the methods worked to eliminate the eggs meant that crops couldn’t be grown.

"The higher-ups have issued an emergency stop on all farming projects. No more planting is allowed until the red threadworm issue is resolved."

"Other agricultural management departments have switched to cultivating mushrooms since mushrooms aren’t affected by red threadworm eggs. It’s estimated that the eggs will hatch in three or four days."

"But our development zone's management is responsible for supplying vegetables to the government. The vegetables that are halfway grown are now all dying," Jing’s mom lamented as she snacked on apricots without her usual enthusiasm.

Cutting off vegetable supplies to the leadership would have serious consequences.

"At noon, the government posted a reward: anyone who finds a solution will be promoted to a formal employee, and formal employees will get a level up."

"Daughter, you’re full of clever ideas. Help your mother figure something out. If we can’t supply these vegetables, even Minister Niu will be implicated."

Jing Shu thought for a moment and said, "Mom, I’ll go with you tomorrow. I have a friend with a potential solution. We tested it at the Medicinal Association today, and it worked somewhat."

"Oh, my dear daughter, you’re always full of solutions," Jing’s mom said, feeling relieved.

Sure enough, the evening news mentioned the outbreak. Now, the entire nation was searching for solutions, as it was a major issue affecting everyone’s livelihoods. Even ordinary citizens were concerned, hoping that crops could be grown so they wouldn’t have to eat red threadworms every day. After more than a week of it, people were getting sick of the taste.

The Wucheng government had finally managed to settle the population, cramming people into every available space in the Banana Community. The once-quiet neighborhood was now constantly noisy.

Jing Shu could see through the surveillance cameras that people frequently passed by the villa—some curious, some scrutinizing, and even a few relieving themselves under the greenhouse roof. After all, compared to doing it in the rain, a dry spot was more comfortable, and with the dark weather, who would notice?

When Jing Shu mentioned this, it infuriated her father, who grabbed a stick and chased the offenders away. That same day, Grandpa Jing raised the villa’s fence even higher.

Since Jing Shu ousted the previous distribution director two days ago, the position had remained vacant. This was because all three government zones wanted to place their own person in the role, but the other two zones weren’t willing to accept that.

Eventually, a compromise was reached: they would use an election system. Whoever got the most votes would become the new distribution director for Banana Community.

In the interest of "fairness," everyone was allowed to run, provided they had the recommendation of at least three civil servants—a requirement that made the process a farce.

It was the same old trick of rigging things behind the scenes, and it was now a contest of which government zone had the most influence. The Banana Community was expected to be quite lively in the coming days, with different parties likely offering food as incentives to gather support.

History had changed at this moment. In her previous life, Jing Shu didn’t have the influence she had now, so nothing like this had happened. The distribution director position had been filled normally. This time, however, Jing Shu had secured some benefits for the community.

It didn’t matter who took the position as long as they didn’t cross her. Otherwise, they would be removed just as easily.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qiqi had his eyes on the position. That evening, he came over with a collection of cutting tools and specialized equipment he had sourced from an old factory.

Jing Shu couldn’t help but laugh.

"I know you’re not short on food, but these tools won’t be produced anymore. Your grandfather’s craftsmanship will come in handy, so I brought them for you."

"You know, even with our family’s recommendation, all it does is allow you to sign up. The three government zones are all vying for the position," Jing Shu said.

Wang Qiqi responded seriously, "Now’s the perfect time to strike while they’re fighting. If I can seize the opportunity, it’s like a carp leaping over the dragon gate. Life is too tough right now, and I have to secure this. Otherwise, I can’t even get enough vegetables to eat."

"And for you, a small investment in me could lead to a big return. At the very least, your influence in the Banana Community will grow even stronger."

"Alright, I’ll back you," Jing Shu agreed.

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––– Side Note –––

First update! Next one at 4 PM tomorrow.