Cao Ming also received a call from his second uncle, who told him that both children were normal, except that they had poor blood circulation and needed to be nourished.

Cao Ming's mobile phone fell to the ground!

Could it be that the information he found was wrong, and Wu Tianqing's brother doesn't have heart disease?

Wen Xiangying was about to go to Cao Ming's office to report on the department's setup during this period when she saw Cao Ming, a man as swift as the wind, rush out in a flash.

What's gotten into Mr. Cao now?

When Cao Ming arrived at the hospital, Wu Tianqing's family had already gone home. So, he turned his car around and rushed to Wu Tianqing's house. He had to get results today.

Wu Tianqing's home is only about ten kilometers away from the company. It is a small courtyard house, with a total area of ​​just over 100 square meters including the yard. It is old, dilapidated and run-down, but fortunately, it is just his family of four, so they live quite comfortably.

Just as Cao Ming opened the car door to get out, he heard a woman crying loudly from inside the house. Her voice contained a mix of joy, relief, and unspeakable sorrow.

He heard Wu Tianqing's voice softly comforting his mother, and his younger brothers' voices choked with sobs. The whole family was together, immersed in a mixture of sorrow and joy.

At that moment, even without going inside, Cao Ming knew what he wanted.

But where did Yuan Zhuan get these miraculous medicines from?

The same applies to the pills that dissolve in the energy water.

Good heavens, just how powerful a patron did he manage to latch onto?

On moonlit nights, one can see.

Yuan Zhuan was engrossed in drawing talismans when a bucket of expired cinnabar he had prepared at his feet was almost empty, and the yellow paper was also running out.

During this period, Zhang Xiaoxiao has been exchanging talismans, and the demand is even higher than that for supplies. When asked why, Zhang Xiaoxiao only said that she had reached a cooperation agreement with another force, mainly because their demand was high. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many supplies and gold available to exchange for talismans.

After a moment's thought, Yuan Zhuan realized that someone in the central city over there must have partnered with them.

Compared to the cost of manufacturing gunpowder weapons in the central city, talismans were practically effortless, incredibly cheap and of such high quality that Yuan Zhuan felt a little unbalanced, wondering if he was asking for too little.

But considering the hardships of the apocalypse and the shortage of supplies, and looking at what she had gained during this period, she was certain that she hadn't suffered any losses.

So, that's it.

-------The apocalyptic dividing line.

Zhang Xiaoxiao watched as Zhang Feng personally carried box after box of gold into the underground warehouse. As he opened them, she saw box after box of glittering gold, and her eyes were practically turned into gold bars from the stimulation.

"Dad, where did you get this?" Zhang Xiaoxiao licked her dry lips, feeling a dry and itchy throat.

With so much gold, they could exchange it for a lot of supplies.

Sweating profusely, Zhang Feng neatly stacked the gold, bending over and constantly moving and adjusting it. After a while, he finally managed to speak, “I found a combined bank. In the underground vaults of four banks, there are more than twenty boxes of gold, all filled with gold bars. They must have been stored by the banks before the apocalypse. You remember, didn’t we also buy more than a dozen gold bars? They weren’t very heavy, but look at this weight, it’s not small.”

Zhang Feng opened the wooden box, revealing gold nuggets sealed in plastic shells, each weighing exactly one hundred grams.

"Dad, if only we had this much gold before the apocalypse."

Zhang Feng scoffed, "Then how rich would your dad have to be? Even if I worked hard for ten lifetimes, I still wouldn't be able to make enough money."

"Isn't that right? We'll have it in this lifetime, hehe."

The father and daughter laughed together, each having had their fill of playing, and then began to plan what supplies they would exchange for this time.

During this period, they have already exchanged more than a thousand Thunderstorm Talismans for Tu Ling. The consumption over there has been consistently high, and it is estimated that Tu Ling will send another batch of gold over soon.

"As for vegetables and fruits, we can only grow them now. If we exchange them, we can only eat them ourselves. Tu Ling is too shrewd. He might see through our scheme. You should understand the saying 'possessing a treasure invites trouble.'"

Last time he sent out a batch of vegetables, all of which were exchanged from there. As soon as the goods were delivered, Tu Ling noticed something was wrong and kept subtly inquiring about where the source of the goods was. Moreover, they were quite certain that the Central City did not have the same quality as the batch of goods they had sent out.

Therefore, for the sake of long-term stability, they remain extremely cautious to avoid any further problems.

“I’ve been thinking lately about whether we should exchange some soil from there and recruit some indoor planting experts. We can train some talented people ourselves, and self-production and self-sales are the key. After all, we don’t know how long your exchange platform will last. If we rely on it too much, we’ll have no way out if something goes wrong.”

Zhang Xiaoxiao fell into deep thought. Her father was indeed very thoughtful; she had never thought of exchanging soil for it.

The land in this post-apocalyptic world is practically barren; you can't find a single green plant anywhere in the entire world.

Even where there is water, there are no plants, and I don't know why, there just aren't any.

Experts have been escorted to the central city to study the geology, but there has been no progress. The soil they are currently planting is preserved from before the apocalypse.

Therefore, it can be basically concluded that the soil in the end times cannot be planted.

"Dad, if we can't grow crops on this land now, then won't the land we exchanged become the 'wall' we're talking about?"

Zhang Feng nodded, "So, before we have the strength, the soil we exchanged can't be exposed to the light. Let's make a hundred square meters first."

After the father and daughter finished discussing it, Zhang Xiaoxiao contacted Yuan Zhuan and provided him with a detailed list.

----Modern society.

Yuan Zhuan stared silently at the long and tedious list of supplies on the screen, which looked as long and smelly as a lazy woman's foot-wrapping cloth.

Preparing this kind of thing by herself would be exhausting.

Yuan Sun and Sun Dasheng were dragged out of bed in the middle of the night, and they were very angry about Yuan Zhuan's capricious nature.

Just as I was about to refuse to work overtime, "I had braised pork for dinner every day for a week straight."

"Deal." The old man and the young man showed no ambition.

What's the point of ambition when you can't eat or drink?

And so, the old man and the young man began their market journey. The shop's warehouse was constantly being filled and then emptied, which made both of them begin to have doubts.

Why did the supplies always disappear in the middle of the night? And why didn't the loud noise of moving things wake them up? Is that even scientifically possible?

When asked, Yuan Zhuan was met with a long face from the girl, who would simply say, "Why bother with so much?"

After asking several times without getting any results, the two of them just buried themselves in their work. It wasn't easy for them to earn a living.

Yuan Zhuan never expected that the window of his room would be knocked on in the middle of the night, and that it would be Wu Tianqing who appeared outside.

What's wrong with this child's brain?

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhuan pulled it out, looking at the serious-looking man with surprise.

"Yes." Wu Tianqing nodded heavily, looking resolute.

What? Is she going to bravely sacrifice herself? Have they come to say goodbye?

The next second, Wu Tianqing bent over at a ninety-degree angle, his head almost touching the ground, startling Yuan Zhuan. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice sharp with shock.

"Miss, from now on, my life belongs to you!" No matter if it's a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, as long as it's Yuan Zhuan's order, Wu Tianqing will do it even if it means death.

Yuan Zhuan: ...

It seems they've had a check-up.

Loyalty, that's what she wants!

Yuan Zhuan, realizing what was happening, remained silent, staring intently at Wu Tianqing. After a long pause, he whispered, "Get up."

"Yes, Master."

The new title made Yuan Zhuan's facial muscles twitch slightly; he was unaccustomed to it. "Just call me Miss." It's not like the old society, where people sell themselves into slavery.

“Yes, Miss,” Wu Tianqing replied with a smile, her eyes shining.

He had never been so fortunate to have come to Yuan's Security and to have trusted Yuan Zhuan.

"Wait a moment, I'm going to get something." Yuan Zhuan thought for a moment, since they had already pledged allegiance to each other, it seemed inappropriate not to give them something in return.

Go inside, close the window, which basically means going back to the system to redeem your reward.

Recently, the system underwent a half-slot upgrade, adding two new types of medicines that can be exchanged: a Blood-Recovery Pill and a Meridian-Cleansing Pill. The former costs five gold coins, while the latter costs ten gold coins, and the prices are quite reasonable.

"Hey, this one, I split it in half and gave it to the two little ones. This one is for you. Before you eat it, find a place where you can be alone and don't let anyone see you. It might hurt a little, so bear with it."

She wanted to use it, but hadn't tried it yet, so she let Wu Tianqing go first. It could only be beneficial, and the system had said that he wouldn't be crippled or killed, so that was fine.

Wu Tianqing: ...Thank you.

Wu Tianqing, who believed Yuan Zhuan's words without a doubt, chose to take the pills in his room at midnight.

Before he fainted from the pain, Wu Tianqing thought he would never eat a second one in his life. This was no small amount of pain; he felt like he was being slowly tortured with a thousand knives.

pain……

When Yuan Zhuan saw Wu Tianqing again, he saw Wu Tianqing surrounded by his teammates, performing a famous acrobatic act of lifting people up.

"Damn! My god, is the captain even human?" Su Hao rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing. Wu Tianqing was in a horse stance, with one of the tallest and strongest members of the team standing on his thigh and another on his shoulder. They were both nearly 200 pounds each, meaning the captain was supporting 800 pounds all by himself! Hiss…

"Is the headquarters going to participate in a weightlifting competition?" Tu Du was also dumbfounded.

Almost the instant Yuan Zhuan appeared, Wu Tianqing noticed that after testing his current load-bearing capacity and finding it effortless, Wu Tianqing's lips never left his mouth.

"Captain, did you eat Popeye's spinach? You're that amazing!"

"Commander, how did you train like this?" They all suspected that if the current commander of the brigade were to punch them, they would probably die on the spot.

"Hey, Captain, wanna test your strength? Over here, over here!" Everyone's curiosity was at its peak.

Yuan Zhuan and the other two also gathered around the testing machine. This was a testing instrument that Yuan Zhuan had Cao Ming find someone to bring back from abroad to test their training results and arm strength.

With a punching pad, you can throw a punch and the screen will display the weight. The punching pad can also intelligently adjust its height according to the height of the person being tested. Almost everyone tests themselves every day to see if they have made progress.

With a loud thud, the punching bag was knocked down and didn't bounce back as usual. The display screen emitted an error signal: "Error, error, error from, error..."

Yuan Zhuan: ...

Her money...

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around. Pair up in pairs and start sparring." The order was given, and the arena fell silent.

"Crazy..." someone suddenly said.

The next second, everyone exclaimed, "Captain, you're amazing..."

When Yuan Zhuan and the other two saw Wu Tianqing being lifted up and tossed into the air, they quickly backed away; it was too crazy…

"Waaaaah... How can there be such an amazing person!" Su Hao cried out in a voice that was actually filled with jealousy, earning him eye rolls from Yuan Zhuan and Tu Du.

"Let's go, no practice today."

In a secluded abandoned warehouse in Beiyu City, two groups of people are plotting something.

"They can't wait any longer. You have to find a way to get this shipment out."

“We can’t get out. Several of our hideouts have been raided, and I’ve arrested more than a dozen of my men, all of them elites. If we take this risk, they might follow the trail and catch my informants. You know, although we have many informants here, they are the truly useful ones, and they are very difficult to take down. My losses have already far exceeded what I can afford.”

"If we don't have any more informants, we'll look for more. Several people in important positions all have relatives." The bearded man with a cigar in his mouth had a face full of fierce features, and his menacing aura was palpable. Even just one glance from him was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

"Taiyuan, do you think we're at home? Doing whatever we want?!" The bald man opposite him pulled a long face, displeased.

"Big brother, don't piss Taiyuan off. We can't afford to offend the person behind him. If things go wrong, we might..." The man behind the bald man made a beheading gesture.

Taiyuan squinted as he watched the interaction between the two, his contempt easily visible in his eyes.

These bastards, do they even deserve to trade with him? They're nothing but easy-to-drive dogs!

The bald man glared at the people behind him, but he wasn't as aggressive as before. "How much more do you want?"

"Number 6: 19; Number 9: 21. Be quick, I'm only giving you a week." He exhaled a puff of smoke; the bald man's pragmatism was expected.

"Are you out of your mind? At this critical juncture, you're trying to kill me, aren't you? If I die, am I supposed to spend this money in the underworld?" The bald man roared in fury. How dare he?!

Number 6 is the kidney, and number 9 is the heart. It's amazing that he dared to say that!

That bastard!

If it weren't for that person holding something against him, and the fact that he would die if he didn't risk everything, he wouldn't have ended up on this heinous path.

"Tsk... In this place, there are so many people you could easily trample a few to death while walking. In such a big market, if one or two people are missing from each place, tsk, it's as easy as eating and drinking. I'll notify all the hospitals, and I'll send you the test results. Remember, it's one week, and everyone needs to be there. Otherwise, you know what will happen." Taiyuan took a deep drag on his cigar, then stuck the butt into the bald man's jacket, creating a cloud of smoke. The leather jacket instantly tore a hole and emitted an unpleasant smell.

"Tsk, even the clothes here are so awful. Keep it up, sir, it's your honor to serve us."

Before the bald man could say anything, someone behind him covered his mouth, bowed to Taiyuan, and pulled him away, saying, "Please rest assured, we will deliver the goods as soon as possible."