"So now I announce that both competitors have passed the assessnt, and both will simultaneously beco vice presidents!" Chairman Tie exclaid, his voice choked with emotion, tears streaking down his wrinkled face. It was over; he had been forced to cede his position. That damn Zhou Bapi had given him two choices: either announce his own resignation and graciously step down, or let Zhou Bapi announce the outco.
Zhou Bapi had disdainfully said at the ti, "I’m even leaving you so dignity. You decide for yourself."
Chairman Tie was also desperate. What could he do?
Amidst a chorus of cheers and applause, the two were simultaneously crowned with the title of ’Vice President’ of the dicinal Materials Association. After undergoing cumberso procedures and computer data entry, all of this was to be filed in the big data archives.
This even included many transfers of authority. Of course, after the announcents and the assessnt project concluded, Jing Shu and Wang Daxian were led away to complete the necessary procedures, while the others went to collect Seeds. Now, the dicinal Materials Association was about to embark on a major sixty-day initiative. Jing Shu had Wang Danai distribute the Seeds, instructing them to start planting imdiately. If any problems arose later, they could co to her.
Oh, right, the Seeds weren’t free. Each Seed cost 5 Contribution Points, payable to Jing Shu. mbers were advised to take only as many as they could manage. Seeds obtained from the dicinal Materials Association could not be distributed outside; each Seed had a record of its destination and had to be planted within a docunted dicinal Materials Association facility.
Contribution Points were the internal currency of the dicinal Materials Association. Each plant grown, including the seeds it yielded, was valued according to its worth, awarding between 1 to 10 Contribution Points depending on the plant. The more one planted, the higher the value, and thus the more Contribution Points earned.
Contribution Points could be used to purchase various Seeds for planting. According to their quality, unsoaked Seeds cost around 5 to 10 Contribution Points, while soaked ones cost 1 to 5 Contribution Points. Jing Shu, therefore, hadn’t inflated her price; she was adhering to the dicinal Materials Association’s regulations, which could be considered quite humane.
Just as Jiaojiao had said, if one took the association’s Seeds, whatever was grown belonged to the association, including any new Seeds produced. However, mbers could earn Contribution Points once the plants reached dicinal grade.
During the annual review, whoever had accumulated the most Contribution Points would be promoted to a full-ti employee.
Non-full-ti employees could only use Contribution Points to purchase so soaked Seeds, fertilizer, and similar items.
Full-ti employees, however, could purchase nearly extinct varieties of Seeds, fertilizers, pesticides, and even use Contribution Points to acquire more planting space, along with various other resources and tools.
Most importantly, full-ti employees could directly purchase dicinal herbs accepted by the association using Contribution Points.
As a vice president, one could do even more with Contribution Points. In addition to the aforentioned benefits, they could even exchange them for living supplies and certain special privileges. As soon as Jing Shu accessed her new permissions, she found all sorts of items listed in the dicinal Materials Association app on her phone. These could be exchanged for cars, fuel, and daily electricity allocation using Contribution Points. There was a long list of other items as well, but unfortunately, because Jing Shu didn’t have enough Contribution Value, they weren’t displayed.
Of course, there was a monthly quota for these. Jing Shu realized that supporting a vice president required so many resources that it was indeed impossible for the association to offer more such positions; any more would be unsustainable.
If, before becoming vice president, Jing Shu was rely an executor—a player entering a ga, unable to alter its rules or ga chanics, unable to change any procedures—then after becoming vice president, her privileges changed imdiately. She beca an administrator who *could* change the rules.
She was like a ga GM, overseeing the ’players’ of the dicinal Materials Association as they planted various dicinal herbs, guiding them to generate more benefits for the association. And if any bugs occurred, she would need to resolve them.
The responsibilities of a vice president were indeed very significant.
However, from that day on, she was finally among the true circle of power... Although she didn’t have much actual power, her status had fundantally changed. Her identity within the big data archives was even altered, officially making her Jing Shu, the nationally recognized ’Vice President of the Wu City dicinal Materials Association.’ She now possessed higher-level authority and could view the detailed personal information of others.
In terms of job rank, she was one level higher than Li Yuetian, two levels above Niu Mou, and surpassed Mrs. Jing by a significant three major levels. Although, much like an honorary noble, she held a title with no real power—not even matching Mrs. Jing’s actual authority—at least the title itself was impressive.
Jing Shu loved this kind of job—cushy, incredibly lucrative, and high-ranking. It suited her perfectly!
If she had to go out and work every day like Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing, that really wasn’t what Jing Shu wanted. She was accustod to her freedom and couldn’t bear being constrained.
Wang Daxian settled into Chairman Tie’s cultivation laboratory, while Jing Shu was assigned to a new one, which essentially ant she gained another cultivation space. Jing Shu surveyed her future private office, feeling a wave of emotion. Even though it was a bit rundown and the facilities were sowhat crude, she was inexplicably filled with joy; she had never imagined achieving such good fortune in the apocalypse.
"President Jing, hello."
"Thank you for the Seeds, President Jing!"
"President Jing..."
"President Jing," Wang Danai reported with a wink, "after the evaluation and submission of the tobacco from these shelves, you have received a total of 20,200 Contribution Points. Additionally, after distributing all the Seeds this afternoon, you’ve received another 17,000 Contribution Points. All have been credited to your account."
"Good job," Jing Shu said. "It seems you have a lot of room for advancent, Danai. Keep it up; I have high hopes for you."
After she finished speaking, Jing Shu and Wang Danai couldn’t help but burst into laughter. They continued until Wang Daxian approached from behind them. The old man, possessing an immortal-like aura, swayed as he walked, a box in his hand.
"President Jing, look! I’ve brought you a twenty-year-old ginseng." Behind Wang Daxian stood Wang Xiaoxian. The little girl kept her head down, not speaking. Occasionally, she would tilt her head to sneak a peek at Jing Shu, her face etched with extre grievance and sha.
Jing Shu raised an eyebrow. "So, you wouldn’t co to the Hall of the Three Treasures without a purpose, eh?"
"I’m a straightforward person, so I’ll get straight to the point," Wang Daxian said. "My kind words for you today were because I had prior knowledge. After learning you had planted tobacco, I knew you would also definitely beco a vice president. As for now... I have my eye on your astragalus. It hasn’t been processed for dicinal use yet, has it? How about we trade?"
"Aren’t you getting the short end of the stick here?" Jing Shu remarked, looking at the twenty-year-old ginseng. It was indeed much larger than the ones in her space, although, truth be told, not quite as plump.
"Not at all, not at all!" Wang Daxian exclaid. "To be honest, I want to use your astragalus to cultivate seeds from it. Only astragalus of such quality is truly worth propagating."
Wang Daxian made his offer with a smile that always seed to hint at sothing more. Jing Shu didn’t discern any hidden agenda. If he wants to trade, then let’s trade, she thought. Besides, she also needed Wang Daxian’s ginseng to establish a plausible public source for such a valuable herb.
Wang Daxian left with the astragalus, overjoyed. When Zhou Bapi found out later, he was so furious that he slapped his thigh. "That old Undead! He always knows how to snatch my peaches!"
It’s said that when a person’s luck is down, it tends to stay down; but if one stumbles into a stroke of incredible luck, that good fortune often continues. Jing Shu wondered if she had stumbled into many such strokes of luck to be so fortunate, because not long after, Chu Zhuohua inford her that her RV had been remodeled.
Of course, that wasn’t the most exciting part. The real surprise ca from Su Xiangnan, and it was sohow related to her RV!
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