At the basement's board game table, Shen Jin pressed the button on the radio.
"L-types and M-types? Those are the two kinds of evolved zombies we usually run into. What about the ones that eat other zombies? The ones with both evolved strength and agility?"
"Super zombies?" Yang Ao suggested quietly.
"Forget it. Let the authorities study them. They'll figure it out sooner or later."
Shang Qian and Li Moxiao had never actually encountered mutated zombies. They had only heard the two men discuss them, so neither could contribute much.
However, Shang Qian had spent the entire morning looking around outside, and she clearly had something to say now.
"Well... I think your management of the people outside is a little lax."
Shen Jin and Yang Ao both looked up at her. "Oh? How so?"
Shang Qian took a deep breath. Ever since learning that Shen Jin had begun taking in other people, she had been waiting for this day-the day she could prove her worth.
"Then I'll speak freely. If I get anything wrong, stop me whenever you like." Shang Qian gave them a warning first, so that if Shen Jin disliked her suggestions, she could simply shut up.
She needed to be valued, not resented.
"The first cardinal sin of management: everyone gets the same share, regardless of how much work they do!"
Seeing that Shen Jin looked interested rather than annoyed, Shang Qian continued.
"Dividing them into teams was a good, sensible move. But! The team leaders have no actual authority. They're not that self-motivated. They get the same food and drink as everyone else anyway, so what difference does it make whether they do a good job or a bad one, work more or work less?"
"Second, there are no clear targets or deadlines. They know