I got an S-level talent in the apocalypse, and I will lead Blue Star to rise

Chapter 251 Processing
When Meng Zhaozhao first entered the game, she didn't actually intend to be the team leader.

It was Ding Mingyu who suggested that she be the team leader, because these two small families were brought together because of her.

Looking back now, that decision was absolutely the right one.

At the very least, it won't completely strip her of the initiative.

Just like now, Meng's parents were stunned when they heard what she said.

"Zhao Zhao, you..."

Meng Zhaozhao interrupted them directly, "Mom and Dad, if you don't want to be kicked out, you'd better listen to me."

Once Meng Pengfei's condition improved slightly, he wanted to step forward.

"Meng Zhaozhao!"

He didn't call her "sister" at all; he called her by her first name.

Little did they know, Meng Zhaozhao had already opened the panel and shown it to them.

"Shut up. If you don't want to be kicked out, then from now on, you'll do whatever I say."

She knew that her arrogance and foolishness had led to this situation.

But she couldn't let Ding Mingyu leave with the child. Since she was the one who caused the problem, she should be the one to solve it.

Ding Mingyu looked at her with some surprise, as if he were meeting his wife for the first time.

But he wasn't surprised, because when they were dating, what he liked about his wife was her strength.

No matter how bad her circumstances were, she always remained optimistic and strong, faced her mistakes head-on, and never complained.

This is something Ding Mingyu cannot do, and it is what he envies the most.

Now is the time for Meng Zhaozhao to confront her mistakes.

Seeing that she was serious, her parents didn't dare to make any moves.

As everyone knows, those who are kicked out of the team will be reassigned housing.

The house is a first-class property, so everything has to be started from scratch.

If you're unlucky enough to encounter wild beasts or monsters, your house might collapse.

The player would then become a wanderer, just one step away from death.

Meng Zhaozhao exploited her parents' and younger brother's weaknesses, forcing them to apologize.

"Xiao Ding, well, it's because your mother and I didn't raise Pengfei well. I apologize on their behalf."

Meng's father was the first to step forward, wanting to take responsibility.

He bent down as he passed by, his attitude sincere, "I'm sorry, we were momentarily blinded by greed and made a mistake."

Ding Mingyu just stared straight at him as he apologized, his eyes filled with mockery.

He finally understood that the truly intelligent person in the family was his seemingly honest and easy-to-bully father-in-law.

He had overheard his father-in-law telling his brother-in-law to hide things in the house.

His words and actions were all about protecting himself.

But in front of him, his father-in-law was always reasonable and would even stand up for him.

Ding Mingyu once thought that his father-in-law was a good person.

It was because of his reassurance that Ding Mingyu gradually backed down.

For the sake of my wife and children, and for the sake of my father-in-law, I should just bear with it.

But he never imagined that his father-in-law was the most cunning and least trusting person in the family.

Ding Mingyu was not surprised that his father-in-law was the first to step forward, but he also could not accept it.

Seeing that Ding Mingyu didn't respond, Meng's father was very dissatisfied.

But he hid it well on the surface, his eyes lowered, as if he really felt embarrassed.

Seeing her father like this, Meng Zhaozhao did not offer any words of comfort.

"Mom, and Pengfei, what about you? Are you planning to leave?"

Meng Zhaozhao can be soft-hearted at times.

But once she makes a decision, she sticks to it. Just like now, she's demanded that they all apologize, and not a single one of them can be missing.

Meng's mother glanced at her husband subconsciously, her two hands nervously clasped together.

"Well, Pengfei is so badly injured, I'll apologize on his behalf."

In this family, what she cares about most is still her son.

"Mom, you know I've never been very patient since I was little." Meng Zhaozhao also seemed a little impatient.

The younger brother kicked his son, and the bruises on his body were still clearly visible.

He caused all of this, so why should he hide behind the scenes?
Although Meng Pengfei was still somewhat unwilling, he saw the look in his father's eyes and finally stood up despite the pain.

"I'm sorry," came the perfunctory bow, which made people frown.

"You should tell Huanhuan," Ding Mingyu said, completely unconcerned about their apology.

But everything his son went through still bothered him.

Meng Pengfei wanted to resist, but then he saw that his sister's hand was already on the panel.

Thinking about the outside environment and the terrifying monsters, he was truly frightened.

He could only suppress his anger and force a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

"Huanhuan, it's your uncle's fault. He hit you too hard. Please forgive your uncle, okay?"

Huanhuan is a child who doesn't hold grudges. He was very happy when someone apologized to him for the first time.

"Okay, then I forgive you."

Ding Mingyu felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this; his son was so sensible, yet he had to be treated like this.

A perfunctory apology is simply not enough to make up for what they have gone through during this period.

Meng Zhaozhao's next move surprised him.

"I also want to apologize. I was wrong before. I thought we were all family and that we didn't need to be so particular about things."

But they forgot that this is not a civilized society, but a survival game, and we are members of a team.

So from now on, I've decided to record each member's contribution and distribute resources according to that contribution.

Huanhuan is still young; Ding Mingyu and I are responsible for everything he eats and uses, so we don't need to keep track of his expenses.

She took out a notebook and a pen and held them up.

“Starting today, I will record everyone’s contributions to the team every day.”

What do you mean?
Meng Ma's mind was a little foggy. "You mean we should go kill that monster too?"

Terrified, she backed away, crying, "No, I won't do it! I'll definitely die!"

Not to mention Meng's mother, even Meng Pengfei, a grown man, was a little intimidated by it.

In the past, it was always my brother-in-law who charged into battle first, and only when the monster was badly damaged would he dare to go up and finish it off.

Most of the time, he's the one who cleans up the mess.

In this respect, even Meng Ma is not as good as her.

Meng Zhaozhao said, "It's not just about killing monsters; cooking can also count as contribution points."

Simply put, as long as you contribute to this family, even something as simple as chopping wood or picking fruit is acceptable.

From now on, Meng Zhaozhao prefers to treat them as teammates rather than family members.

Since we're teammates, there need to be clear rules and regulations.

She displayed the same diligence she had shown during her college entrance exams, and began to explain to everyone, point by point, how exactly the contribution points were calculated.
Who manages all the supplies?

What if someone embezzles it?
Ding Mingyu never expected things to turn out this way.

The final solution was better than he had imagined.

At least he wasn't sure he could take good care of Huanhuan if he left alone with the child.

In survival games, similar conflicts occur almost every moment.

Some families were torn apart as a result, while others became more united.