Three-year-old Zai Zai became popular in the doomsday live broadcast room

Chapter 68 Yu Mian Takes the Stage
No.12 personal speech ended, and Yu Mian took the stage.

She was too short to reach the microphone when standing on it, so Xiaoxiao helped her take off the microphone and handed it to her.

"Thank you little lady." Yu Mian thanked very politely, and her childish voice spread throughout the square through the microphone.

Yu Mian pronounced her words clearly, and began to introduce herself word by word.

The crowd in the audience whispered to each other:
"This is what everyone is saying, the three-year-old girl who wants to run for the patriarch? She is too young, how can the patriarch recommend her to run?"

"Hey, don't you know? This little girl has become famous in the tribe recently. She has set up a plantation field, where a lot of crops are planted, and they grow fast and well. Many people come to her to exchange seeds. .”

"I have dealt with this child. She is very good, she is easy to talk, and she is very organized when she guides her to do things. I also changed some seeds from her. After two months, the corn will mature. You don’t need to rely on the tribe’s support anymore, I came here today just to vote for her.”

"I don't care. This kid can do it. I think Song Qian has said it just now. Besides, Song Qian is more familiar with us, and I know everything about it. I feel more at ease in voting for her."

"I am me too!"

Yu Mian paused for a moment, then continued: "I believe that everyone has heard about my plantation recently. This is indeed one of the reasons for me to run for office, but not all. My purpose of building a plantation is not Not just for planting crops for reproduction, but for cultivating and selecting more kinds of crops."

"In addition to the production area, my planting field also has a breeding area and a crop breeding area to select new varieties of crops and expand them for production."

"My idea is not the same as Song Qian's sister. I want everyone to work together to expand the production of these crops, first to meet the daily needs of tribal citizens for various nutrients, so as to reduce the number of times to go out to collect materials. In the end, even You can no longer go out to collect supplies, and achieve various degrees of self-sufficiency.”

Because most of the people in the tribe escaped from the Federation, there are various degrees of problems in themselves, and only a small number of people can go out to collect supplies.

When collecting materials, they often have to face various fierce and difficult mutants, and the team is either killed or injured, and the loss is relatively large.

Therefore, it is most suitable for the existing resident structure of the Xincheng tribe to reduce going out to perform tasks to collect materials.

Immediately someone in the audience raised doubts:

"Then what you said, Song Qian can do it too, why should we choose you?"

"Since Song Qian's sister only has corn as a crop, and the crop seeds in my hand include soybeans, wheat, rice, fruits and vegetables in addition to corn; because the tribe can drink fresh water now, it is because of the baby Sister Face bought the purification stone from me; I designed the planting field and the structure diagram of the pressure pump by myself."

Facing the other party's aggressive questioning, Yu Mian was not stage frightened, "I believe everyone has heard that I came to settle in the tribe because I saved sister Qingyue. I have a lot of medical supplies in my hand. available to the Horde."

When this statement came out, everyone was lost.

They've all heard about it.

For a group, the most important thing in survival materials, besides food, is medical supplies.

"Medical supplies...we can also use crops to exchange with other tribes."

"Really? I know that food is indeed scarce in the last days, but it is not completely irreplaceable. Many high-level tribes have replaced food with cheaper nutrients. Although the nutrients that can be supplemented are not comprehensive, at least they are still there Can survive. But medical supplies are not like this, their cost has been high and irreplaceable. Therefore, there will be very few types of medical supplies that people can exchange for food.”

"As for medicines with better effects, more expensive food is needed. But the medical supplies I have can fully meet the needs of the tribe for five to eight years."

The crowd fell silent suddenly.

The members of the Presbyterian Church and the Council sitting on the side also had serious faces.

Jiang Qingyue sneakily gave her a thumbs up.

Yu Mian knew she was on point.

But she didn't stop there: "But what I can give to the tribe is not only these, the time is limited, and everyone will see it slowly in the future."

Until Yu Mian stepped down, the auditorium was as quiet as a chicken.

The comment area in the live broadcast room was full of sighs:
[It's over, it's over, it's definitely over, everyone hasn't reacted at all, Zai Zai must be hopeless this time. 】

[However, there is no other way. Between Song Qian and Yu Mian, if I were me, I would definitely choose Song Qian. After all, an adult woman is more reliable than a three-year-old child. 】

[Hey, well, Zai Zai's hard work for so many days has all gone to waste, it's so sad. 】

"It's okay, sister, you've said it well." As soon as Yu Mian got down, Meng Qi rushed over to hug her.

"Thank you Meng Qi!" Yu Mian gently hugged her back gratefully, turned around and stood in a row with the other candidates.

Next up is voting.

Members of the Council and the Council of Elders voted separately. In order to avoid suspicion, Jiang Qingyue had already recommended Yu Mian, so he did not participate in the voting.

Then there are citizens queuing up holding ballots.

Each citizen can choose three candidates.

The whole process was very quiet.

Several candidates clasped their hands nervously.

About half an hour later, the voting ended, and the results of the votes were counted by the elders.

At 35:[-] p.m., the tally ended, and the elders announced the voting results.

"The results of the patriarch's election are as follows: No. 1, 2855 votes."

As soon as Song Qian's voting results came out, the audience was in an uproar.

[I'm going, is it that high?The entire tribe only has more than 3000 people. Song Qian alone won more than 800 votes. Is there a way for others to survive? 】

“2号，203票；3号，123票；4号，543票……”

[No way, other candidates have far fewer votes than Song Qian, and it's not enough for Song Qian to win. 】

[Please, I hope Zai Zai won’t be at the bottom of the votes. If you don’t become the patriarch, you won’t be able to be the patriarch. 】

[Hey, as soon as Song Qian appeared on the stage, I knew that she was the patriarch this time, and everyone else was accompanying her. 】

The comment section is full of fear.

"No. 12, 167 votes."

"Number 13..." The Great Elder stopped suddenly when he switched to the last small card that counted the results.

Unbelievable was written all over his old face.

He blinked hard to make sure he wasn't blind.

He opened his mouth and read out the last result: "No. 13, 2964 votes!"

"Congratulations to Yu Mian, you have become the new patriarch of the Xincheng tribe."

(End of this chapter)