Zhixia's Doomsday Anju Hotel

On the seventh day of the apocalypse, I stepped on a loose brick in the ruins of steel bars. When I looked up, I saw a "Community Hotel" sign with peeling paint, and a soft system voice came to my mind: "Congratulations on being bound to Anju Hotel. Initial assets: broken wooden door + drafty guest room × 2." No powers, no space, just dad carrying the toolbox and mom carrying the storage bag. Dad squatted in front of the front desk with missing legs and hammered nails, and the system popped up [Repair and transformation successful, business points +3]; Mom stuffed the wadding from the broken mattress in the guest room, and folded the guests' dirty clothes, and the panel immediately popped up [Tidyness met standard, business points +2]. It turns out that my parents have been practicing their crafts at construction sites and at home for half their lives, and by the end of the world they have become the most reliable golden fingers. Winning an inactive single bed? You have to spend 50 points to unlock it before you can put it into a guest room; are the supermarket shelves empty? Either exchange supplies with the stronghold, or accept consignment from customers (10% agency fee, no less). Someone is injured and wants fever-reducing medicine on credit? Okay, sign an IOU and drag four ordinary zombies to pay for it within three days. We will help people but not raise idlers.