Today, the captains of all five Superhuman squads stayed behind to help Shang Qian recruit people.
In the future, they would not just be clearing out zombies. Resuming work and production would also require them to coordinate Superhumans to provide assistance. Otherwise, if an ordinary person was put in charge, they would lack the force needed to keep people in line, making disputes and conflicts more likely.
Now that Home No. 1 was restoring order and production, it certainly would not be going with democracy.
In Shang Qian's words, different times called for different systems!
Clearly, a monarchy suited Home No. 1 better now, and they also needed complete, one-hundred-percent control over the industries below them that would support the resumption of work and production.
And in the apocalypse, what was the way to gain complete control?
Strength!
With a strong enough fist, other people would obediently get to work.
Otherwise, petty theft, bickering, slacking off, and lining private pockets at the various factories and workshops would deal a serious blow to production efficiency.
Miao Shubai, Meng San, Tong Zhen, Wu Yong, and Qi Tong each took responsibility for one project.
While Shang Qian had only just posted the notice and no one had arrived for interviews yet,
the five discussed how to divide up the industries.
Miao Shubai was the youngest and had little prior experience in society. Everyone looked out for her and let her choose the easiest industry, one she had also worked with at Red Water Bay Base.
"Then little sister Shubai can take charge of the saltworks. Mainly, you just need to make sure they don't line their own pockets."
"Yay! Thank you, big brothers and sisters~"
Shang Qian had already explained the work involved in these industries to everyone.
Shang Qian had asked Shen