"Uh, you can't charge it directly." Elton stammered.

Although he was the all-around butler who was responsible for managing all the daily life of this manor, since entering this alien space, Elton has no confidence anymore, and he doesn't feel that he can do anything under this situation.

But on the other hand, Su Ming, the young new master, was quite calm and seemed to know better than him how to use this manor and the servants in the manor.

Su Ming looked at Elton and smiled slightly: "Be confident about Elton, I believe in your ability. In addition, I also know that the generator cannot be charged directly with the computer. It also requires voltage stabilization circuits, voltage transformation, etc., but I don't know much about this. There should be electricians in the manor, right?"

"Well, yes, but I don't know if those devices can still be used. I'll ask later." Elton took a deep breath, calmed down his nervousness, and asked, "So lord, do you mean those generators are not used for the time being?"

"It's a waste to run the generator with all its might just boil water and turn on the lights. Let everyone go out and chop wood. In addition, aren't there people from other rich areas? Let them come here and say I have something to say to them." Su Ming said expressionlessly.

Su Ming suddenly realized that he had to do too much, not to mention how he wanted to find a way for all employees to survive, just these tedious matters just need to spend a lot of energy.

All the resources you can use must be used. How to make everyone give out the resources they have for everyone to share is a big problem.

"I understand, what's wrong with you, Old Zhou?" Su Ming looked at Zhou Xiaoxiao.

"I am a supernatural being, come and talk to you."

"Oh." Su Ming nodded and smiled bitterly, "It would be great if other psychics could cooperate like you."

"It's not that easy, you've known this for a long time." Zhou Xiaoxiao asked coldly.

Su Ming nodded.

“As expected.”

...

"Husband, do you really want to distribute those things to others?" A woman with thin cheeks stared at her husband and asked with some concern.

"It's already like this now! Of course, everyone should help each other, and it's okay to distribute things to others. Do you want everyone to starve to death?" Xiang Dalong said, scratching his head.

The woman tucked her fingers together and said uneasy: "But, but we can at least keep a little more ourselves? Who knows when will the next time we finish eating?"

"Wife! Those things were originally obtained by Xia Ming. Do you think if I could get so many things alone?" Xiang Dalong looked impatient, "No need to say more about this matter! Those things are left to Xia Ming to distribute. I believe him... He is a good person, thinking about everyone."

The woman pursed her lips and didn't say anything more.

She was silent for a long time and said, "I know Xia Ming is a good person. Most people can't do such things, but do you know what everyone is saying behind the scenes?"

Xiang Dalong was stunned and asked, "What do others say?"

"They said Xia Ming was a good old man. If they were themselves, they wouldn't have given up everything. They also said that if something happened next time, they would definitely not go... No one wanted to be hurt. Everyone just wanted to eat and got together here." The woman said softly.

This time, it was Xiang Dalong's turn to remain silent. He was not incomprehensible in his situation. In fact, just ask yourself what you think deep in your heart, you can understand why those people have that kind of thought. Who would be willing to abuse themselves? Who would be willing to distribute the food obtained from self-harm to other people who have not given anything at all?

Moral standards have always been separated from interests. Everyone follows interests and then verbally evaluates them with moral standards.

"Husband, do you want to distribute food to those people? They just want to eat and drink for nothing." The woman said.

Xiang Dalong sighed, stretched out his strong arms and hugged his wife, comforting softly: "I will tell Xia Ming. I will deal with this matter. Anyway, you two won't starve to death! Don't worry!"

The thin woman in her arms cried out. Only then did Xiang Dalong realize that his wife's mental pressure had already reached its limit.

"Cry, cry, it's okay if you cry... we'll all be fine."

...

"Will we stay here all the time? It's so bad to live here. Why don't we get things home and stay?"

"Yes, yes, I'm almost starving. When will I give you food? I want to go home and sleep."

In such a voice, Elton walked down from the second floor, stood between the steps on the second floor and the first floor, and said, "Please go out and collect some wood, then boil water and heat cans, and use lighting."

"Isn't there a generator? Why not?"

“Not suitable for the current situation.”

"What's wrong with it?" a gentle man raised his hand and asked.

"Because the machine will be depleted, and we do not have the ability to produce machines, starting it now cannot support large-scale power supply. It is too small to use, lighting and heating can be done by burning fire, so I have to ask everyone to go out and collect wood." Su Ming's voice came from the second floor, and everyone looked at him and saw Su Ming leaning against the handrail on the second floor, looking down at them.

"When will I give it to the food? I'm starving to death!"

"Yes, yes, my kids are hungry."

Someone shouted in the crowd.

"It's almost time to finish the meal. Elton, according to the list, the food is divided into two people, two cans and a bottle of water." Su Ming said to Elton, "It's the same for children."

As soon as this statement came out, there were crowds of people below and noisy. Everyone was talking nonsense. Anyway, they could feel very dissatisfied with Su Ming's distribution method, but no one took the initiative to protest. After all, they were like refugees in front of the disaster relief porridge shed, and they had no say in the thickness of the porridge.

"After everyone finished their meal, please go out to collect wood. The lady helped to carry lightweight ones. The man cut trees with an axe and split the big wood into small wood that is easy to burn. I hope everyone can work together. I will let Elton record the amount of wood that everyone transports back and record the contributions that everyone has made." Su Ming said.

Everyone muttered again, but Su Ming ignored it.

He knew that this reaction was expected, and he could even guess what they were thinking in their minds with his butt.

All of us were thinking: we had to work and fool us just by giving us some food;

This guy is pressing us. He wants to squeeze our strength dry if he gives some food. He can't do his best when he works later;

Or, there are some brave people who may escape from labor.

Su Ming knew that this was human nature.

All he can do is screening, restraining, and exploiting.

"Oh by the way, so far, except for the two psychics, no other psychics have come to me. I hope you come to me as soon as possible. This is related to everyone's survival rate. Please be sure to pay attention to it." Su Ming turned around and emphasized again before returning to the study.

...

When Su Ming was speaking on the second floor, several people gathered quietly in the corner of the lobby on the first floor. The six men and a woman seemed just ordinary people on the surface, but in fact they were famous bounty hunters teams on their own platform - Owls.

Generally speaking, the older the bounty hunter, the more experienced the people are, the more they are. In addition, the strength of their superpowers is generally not related to physical age, so most of the more famous hunter teams in the circle are middle-aged.

But Owls are different. Owls are all young people. The captain who leads the team is the oldest, but he is only twenty years old.

For some reason, they did not participate in the first self-abuse competition organized by the monster. Afterwards, when they heard that someone wanted to distribute food and drink for free, they followed others here, they suddenly discovered that the person who was preparing to distribute food was Su Ming, who was famous on the prey rankings recently!

"Boss, that person must be Su Ming, who is wanted on his own platform. What should we do?"

"He doesn't look like a bad guy, at least not like him now." Bai Chifei replied.

"Then what should we do now? At least we have to find a way out, right?" The person who spoke was Bai Chifei's sister, Bai Yufei, a girl with a bad temper but obeyed her brother's advice.

"I just asked others that this place can't be gone just by wanting to go out. It's very likely that we encountered unconventional weirdness."

"Boss! You, do you mean we are all going to die here?"

"Maoqiu, are you just talking nonsense? Don't be so pessimistic. Meeting unconventional weirdness does not mean direct death, at least the survival rate is lower."

"This...is not optimistic. This strange space alone is enough to make people feel troublesome. What's wrong with the murderer still giving away food? Do we want to expose his identity?"

"Calm down and don't act rashly. I just said that he doesn't look like a bad person. Before deciding how to deal with him, observe first."

"If we can kill him and live out again, the money will be enough for us to be free for several years!"

"Haha, you can retire if you save some money." Bai Yufei complained beside him.

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at her brother, and asked softly: "Brother, what should we do now?"

"Try it first. Isn't he looking for a psychic? Let's go to someone among us and see what he plans for later."

Maoqiu: "Boss! Isn't this great? The information says that he has a supernatural ability that can seize other people's supernatural powers. He asked the supernatural powers to find him. He wouldn't want to kill the supernatural powers and absorb their supernatural powers before dominating here?"

"Your idea is quite reasonable. It doesn't seem like you think it's your own, so where does it sound?"

"Hehe, there are many in wasteland novels."

"Not bad! It's a sense of crisis, very good! I'll leave this important task to you after thinking about it!" Bai Chifei patted Maoqiu's shoulder vigorously and smiled.

...

In the study on the second floor, Su Ming seized the time to read the archives.

File number 14:

Survivor: "Because I'm strong enough! I'm strong enough even if I don't eat people."

...】

Su Ming closed the file, frowned, and looked extremely solemn.
Chapter completed!