Doomsday Fortress

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked.    

This was the most important reason.    

After all, he couldn't just tear off a piece of paper and hook and draw on it casually like that and treat it as money, right?    

After all, if the craftsmanship of a currency was exquisite and durable, it would be a very good way to increase the trust of the currency for survivors.    

"Hehe, Bro Yi, you don't have to worry about this. I already have a solution for this." Zhu Min smiled and then went forward to grab Wang Yi's hand.    

"Bro Yi, I'll have to trouble you to take a trip with me …"    

On the north side of the gathering place, there was a small area. It was not the living area for the survivors, nor was it the military camp. Furthermore, Wang Yi had specially allocated this area to be used by the construction factories of the gathering place.    

Of course, this area was still as spacious as before, and there was only one simple steel plant, and that was the equipment brought back from the Huhhot City Industry Park. Up until now, there had not been any work done, and beside the steel plant's factory, there was a slightly smaller one, and it was unknown when this place was under the control of the army. Of course, these troops were not soldiers of the military.    

And these troops could be said to be very familiar with each other.    

Women's Combat Unit!    

Ever since Women's Combat Unit arrived, he had been in charge of protecting Wang Yi's residence as well as the security of the gathering area hospital. There were more than five hundred people, which could be considered as a delicate flower amongst the army.    

There were at least a hundred or so members of Women's Combat Unit in the vicinity of this factory, and the current captain, Du Jing, was even more so, standing at the entrance of the factory.    

"Bro Yi, Sister Min." Seeing the two of them walking over, Du Jing immediately stepped forward to welcome them.    

"When did you get here?" Wang Yi asked.    

Actually, this was also because Wang Yi was too blind during this period of time. As for the Women's Combat Unit, he basically did not question them at all.    

"It's been half a month. Sister Min said that there's something important to protect here, so I brought my sisters here."    

Du Jing's candid smile did give the rest of her race a valiant and formidable look.    

"Right, where is that girl Wan'er?" Wang Yi asked.    

Wan'er had always been staying in the Women's Combat Unit and during this period of time, Wang Yi didn't have time to care about her.    

"You still have the nerve to ask?" Zhu Min could not help but roll her eyes at Wang Yi as she said this.    

"Cai Yao already asked her to go. She said that it was a messenger by her side, so let her go."    

"Follow Cai Yao?" "Sure."    

Wang Yi nodded. Wan'er's personality was capricious and lawless. It was time to take good care of it. Otherwise, who knows what would happen in the future.    

"Alright, Bro Yi, let's go in and take a look." Zhu Min smiled mysteriously as she pointed to the tightly shut gate of the factory.    

"Alright." Wang Yi nodded and followed Zhu Min into the factory.    

The factory was rumbling as if there was a machine running. Wang Yi couldn't help but feel suspicious. He quickly walked forward and pushed the door open.    

Splash splash splash...    

The huge noise hit Wang Yi's face and he couldn't help but frown as he looked around the factory.    

He saw a complicated looking apparatus running. Inside the factory, there were a few workers wearing protective suit and a mask. They were surrounding the machine that looked like a textile machine and operating something.    

There was a row of buttons on the wall, and the exposed wires seemed to be telling Wang Yi that this factory didn't run for too long. On the top of the machine, there were dozens of jars filled with various colors, all of which were unusual.    

In the corner of this factory, there were a few huge sealed chests that seemed to be some sort of treasure. Chains were coiled around the outside of those chests.    

Seeing that someone had entered, one of the men in protective gear pressed a button on the wall. The huge machine slowly stopped moving, and the noise dissipated.    

"Manager Xia." Zhu Min greeted and walked towards the man while pulling Wang Yi's arm.    

"Ms. Zhu, you're here."    

The man called Manager Xia quickly took off his mask, revealing a middle-aged man's face.    

"Manager Xia, let me check to see how well our production is doing." Zhu Min said.    

"Lady Zhu, don't worry. Doing this kind of thing is originally my job. Although the task you requested was a bit difficult, it had already been taken away by us. These are the things you wanted."    

As the middle-aged man named Chief Xia spoke, he brought Zhu Min and Wang Yi to the crates placed at the corner of the room.    

"Right here."    

The director took a set of keys from his pocket and unlocked the box layer by layer.    

"Bro Yi, open the box and take a look." Zhu Min invited Wang Yi.    

"Alright."    

Wang Yi nodded. He wanted to see what kind of medicine Zhu Min bought with her beard.    

He stepped forward and opened the box. A bright light flashed inside.    

He saw stacks of bills neatly arranged inside, but they were indeed different from the ones he normally used. It was a completely new type of banknote.    

Wang Yi's eyes couldn't help but light up. He bent down and pulled out a piece to carefully examine it.    

The only difference was that the picture on the bill was a huge bear roaring at the mouth. Behind the bear was also a wall that looked as if it would collapse at any moment, as if this heavy bear was protecting the gathering place.    

On both sides of the wall, there were endless mountains. Wang Yi felt a sense of familiarity when he passed by them. Wasn't that the Arab number that was the last to be found in the two corners of the money?    

"This is …" "Xiong Dazhuang!"    

Wang Yi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he looked at the gap in Xiong Shou's left ear. This was a unique mark that only Xiong Dazhuang could make.    

"Of course, Bro Yi. The one who confirmed this pattern is Xiao Xiangya."    

Zhu Min said with a smile. However, it was true that the quality of the note was very good. It felt smooth to the touch.    

"These are only one hundred yuan notes. The rest of the boxes contain fifty yuan, twenty yuan, ten yuan, five yuan, notes made at the request of Ms. Zhu, especially those used for the relief food."    

Chief Xia, who was standing on the side, introduced.    

"These... You made them? "    

Wang Yi's voice was filled with endless complex emotions. It was mainly because this matter was too unbelievable.    

Although Wang Yi didn't really understand it, he knew that before the apocalypse, only the banks that supported the country had the qualification to issue money. Although Wang Yi didn't really understand it, but he knew that before the apocalypse, only the banks that supported the country had the qualification to issue money.    

"Bro Yi, this Manager Xia came here by chance and was found by me. That's why I hired him to come here and print the money." Zhu Min introduced.    

"Ugh …" Before you... It couldn't be a counterfeit money maker, right? " Wang Yi asked hesitantly.    

After all, even if one worked in a bank, it was impossible to know how to make money.    

"Leader, my previous work was indeed related to printing money. However, we do not use printed money." Chief Manager Xia said.    

"Not for us?" Wang Yi frowned.    

If it wasn't for someone else, could it be for a zombie? Even zombies couldn't use it!    

"Bro Yi, Manager Xia was the factory director of a nearby underworld money manufacturing plant. This machine was also obtained from his factory."    

Zhu Min, who was at the side, said.    

"Cough, cough …" You, what did you say! "    

Even Wang Yi didn't realize that his voice had become sharp.    

Underworld Coin Manufacturer?    

Hearing this, Wang Yi was as surprised as if he had heard that 300,000 zombies had gathered at the gathering place.    

Even Wang Yi didn't know what he was feeling right now.    

"Yi …" Bro Yi, I have no choice, we can't even get a real banknote printing machine. Also, Director Xia has a lot of experience, so although the banknotes he makes are different from the ones he used before the end of the day, others can't fake them no matter what, so we can use them without worrying. "    

Zhu Min thought that Wang Yi was unhappy and quickly explained.    

As for why other people could not imitate it, it was because, in this apocalypse, which survivor would be bored? To make this play? After all, these bills could only be used at the Grand Green Mountain area and the two subordinate areas.    

And the most important thing, even if someone wanted to do, they would not have the necessary machinery and equipment to do it. There were not many underworld money manufacturing plants in the entire country, and in Meng Province, there was only this one, which happened to be near the gathering place of Grand Green Mountain.    

"Bro Yi, you, you can't be disagreeing, right?"    

Zhu Min asked nervously. After all, she had been busy for more than a month with this matter. It was not easy to make the appropriate bill, and if Wang Yi didn't agree, then all the hard work she had put in this month would be in vain.    

"I... How could I not agree? " Wang Yi opened and closed his mouth. Actually, the expression on Wang Yi's face was also shocked by the identity of the factory manager.    

A machine that could produce underworld money was actually starting to produce money used by humans. If this was known, not only Wang Yi, even other people would be shocked.    

If the money production were to be carried out in the future, the survivors would know that the money they used was actually made from equipment that produced underworld money. Who knew what they would think.    

"How many have been produced?" Wang Yi recovered from the shock and asked.    

No matter how the money came out, it was all for the sake of the gathering place. It had a good rule over it.    

"The total denomination of the banknotes here is about two million." The director of the factory said,    

"Two million. That's a little too little."    

Wang Yi frowned, the survivors already reached 400,000 people. On average, 2 million was only 5 yuan per person. It wasn't enough, but it was enough for those survivors who needed to collect the food.    

"We only have a few days left, and we were still checking out the notes. If we had another week, the total amount of money would have reached around ten million." The director said.    

"Yes, but now we can consider making special money for those survivors to use as relief food. Also, we must remember, we must distinguish the cash used to receive relief food from ordinary money, otherwise, when the real money is carried out, there will be more survivors who will receive free relief food money." Wang Yi said.    

"Bro Yi, although the method of making this kind of notes isn't very good, the materials used are all very good. It can be used for a long time and won't be easily damaged."    

Zhu Min said as she picked up a bill.    

"If the currency system is to be implemented, then the hair style of the banknotes that have been collected must be under strict control. Otherwise, I'm afraid that this banknote will be more dangerous than the zombies outside."    

Wang Yi said in a deep voice. Although Wang Yi wasn't a financial researcher, but Wang Yi also knew that money was the most dangerous game.    

"Bro Yi, don't worry. I will recruit the survivors with the experience of working in the bank soon. At that time, we will set up a bank first, and then through the bank, we will convert the money and materials." Zhu Min said.    

"Alright, if you need any help, feel free to tell me." Wang Yi nodded and asked curiously.    

"By the way, is there a name for this bill?"    

"Not yet. I'll leave it for you." Zhu Min said with a smile.    

"In that case …" Wang Yi hesitated and looked at the bill in his hand.    

The pattern on the notes was very simple, and the thing that Wang Yi liked the most was the mountain on both sides of the gathering area.    

"How about this, in the future, this bill will be called …" the Qingshan Coin. "    

A week later, the Grand Green Mountain Bank officially opened. In the most bustling streets and most impressive buildings in the Grand Green Mountain Market, there were two mighty stone lions that appeared out of nowhere, giving people a sense of respect.    

As for why the Grand Green Mountain Bank would give such a grand feeling, Wang Yi had personally ordered it.    

To let the Qingshan Coin of the Grand Green Mountain gain the trust of the survivors, just gathering large amounts of energy to do so was not enough. To let these survivors feel that the Qingshan Coin was worth that much money, they naturally had to start from all sides.    

The style built by the bank, the production of Qingshan Coin was excellent. Wang Yi even found Jin Weiguo and asked him to make a bill on Qingshan Coin.    

Whoever maliciously destroys a Qingshan Coin, no matter how much it costs, the lightest punishment would be six months of labour reform. It has to be said that even if one were to steal or loot, it would only last two to three months, but if one wanted to help out with the Grand Green Mountain, it would only take two to three months, as long as one piece of the Qingshan Coin is torn apart in the streets.    

In less than five minutes, teams of soldiers would rush over and arrest them.    

On the other hand, the result of illegally copying Qingshan Coin was very simple. There was only one outcome, and that was the death penalty.    

Wang Yi had always emphasized the importance of Qingshan Coin among the survivors. This kind of thinking was subconscious, and these survivors would unconsciously think that Qingshan Coin were very important, very precious things, and thus, their value in the survivors' hearts would naturally rise.    

One day later, following the issuance of the previous Qingshan Coin, the laws regarding the Qingshan Coin were also announced.    

At the entrance of the Grand Green Mountain Bank, countless survivors were gathered. There were also ten other Qingshan Coin distribution points, and all of them were given to heavy soldiers. The number of Qingshan Coin that were released would be one yuan each, and everyone would be giving out ten of them temporarily.    

Relying on this one yuan of Qingshan Coin s, he could go to the relief food point to claim a jin of relief food. This kind of exchange method was also customized by Zhu Min.    

This was also equivalent to when a and grain were placed at the same level. A One Yuan Qingshan Coin could buy one Jin of basic rice.    

And the only thing that the gathering area used to circulate money was rice.    

There were many survivors who came to collect the Qingshan Coin s, and one of them was a survivor who lived off of the relief food. Even if they did not want to receive the Qingshan Coin, there was nothing they could do, because after this order was given, Grand Green Mountain's relief food delivery area already required the use of Qingshan Coin to exchange for food. The unarmed survivors came over, and were sorry, but they took out the Qingshan Coin first.