"Pipi, are you telling the truth? Is it true that someone is selling out their country and sending our products abroad?"

Jade Pixiu: "Of course, how could something as powerful as Pipi possibly lie?"

Lan Yao: "...That's true, my Pipi is the best."

Since that's the case, Lan Yao decided to accept it first; she couldn't let her country's goods go to foreigners for nothing.

Lan Yao used her mental power to remotely transfer the items from the tricycle into her own space, and then followed the scrap collector all the way back to the recycling station.

Upon arriving at the location, the man who got off the tricycle looked around for a while to make sure no one was watching before closing the gate of the scrap metal collection station and going inside. As soon as he entered, the people inside came out to greet him and asked, "How was your harvest today?"

The person being asked beamed: "Today was incredibly fruitful. Did those people think I couldn't see that they were trying to avoid this event and save themselves from having to abandon their precious children? Their heartbroken and reluctant expressions were unbearable to watch."

"Tsk, I wonder who started this event. Such precious, historical items, and they just smash them like that, destroying the Four Olds just like that..."

"Who cares! They may not like it, but foreigners will love it! As long as we get these things out there, we can make as much money as we want."

"That's right. These fools have let us eat and drink well, we really should thank them."

"I actually hope this country stays stupid, so we can only make more and more money."

"That makes sense. I heard there are events like this going on for the next week, so we'll be able to snag even more bargains."

"Yeah. It'll just have to be tough on the guys who drive the sports cars lately."

"What's so hard about it? As long as it's delivered to Shenzhen as soon as possible, and then to Hong Kong, once it reaches the foreigners, the money will come in big amounts."

"Alright, let's get to work. Organize what needs to be delivered tonight."

Lan Yao, who overheard this from a corner: ...

They're quite good at having grand ideas.

Looking at the room full of boxes, Lan Yao used the same old method to knock these people unconscious, and then used her mental power to put all the valuable items in the entire scrap yard into her spatial storage.

Logically speaking, Lan Yao should have written a letter to report them.

However, these people were all small fry; they had no memory of the real big fish.

So, Lan Yao decided to wait until night to see if the big fish would be caught because his things had been stolen.

Next, Lan Yao, with her tireless running spirit, and guided by the jade Pixiu, collected items from several well-known scrap metal recycling stations in the city into her spatial storage.

Halfway there, as she was walking back dejectedly, she encountered the black market.

Although she wasn't short of food, as the saying goes, since she was already here, she naturally wanted to buy, buy, buy, since she had money.

She then used several different identities to enter and exit the black market to buy things: pork, beef, mutton, chicken, eggs, and seasonings...

Before she knew it, it was already dark. Exhausted, she went to the nearest state-run restaurant and saw that they had sweet and sour pork ribs and sweet and sour poached eggs. Lan Yao's legs were too weak to walk, so she ordered three servings: one to eat there and two to take away.

The waiter's attitude remained poor, but Lan Yao's was even worse. Exhausted and hungry after a long day, she rolled her eyes and said coldly, "If you keep nagging, I'll report you. I just reported a waiter to the Red Revolutionary Committee yesterday. Oh dear, he happens to be a waiter at your state-run restaurant."

waiter:……

Damn! You win!

The waiter glared at Lan Yao fiercely, but ultimately dared not say anything.

Lan Yao found a place to sit down, and she heard the two tables next to her gossiping quietly.

Table A: "The Red Revolutionary Committee really lost face today. They went to several houses to smash and loot, saying that someone reported them for hiding contraband and that they wanted to break into the road. But... tsk tsk tsk, those families were so poor that they barely had any rice to cook, and the only thing they had left was their houses."

“I’ve heard about this too. I heard that a family was planning to move to the Red Revolutionary Committee today. They had already donated all they could, but now someone has reported them, and they are out of money and feeling guilty, so they have no choice but to ask the Red Revolutionary Committee for help.”

"Hahaha, I heard that several families, upon hearing about this, were also preparing to move their unsealed papers to the Red Revolutionary Committee. The people at the Red Revolutionary Committee were furious when they heard about it."

"Serves them right! Letting them run wild under some pretext, do they think everyone knows what they're up to?"

"Alright, it's best to avoid saying things like that. If someone hears you, you're finished."

"Okay, okay. I won't say anything more."

The people at table A stopped talking about that topic and started discussing their own worries.

Table B: "I heard that Xiao Zhang from the Red Revolutionary Committee died near dusk."

"Huh? How did he die? So suddenly? What happened?"

"Last night, they went to the Lan family's house to look for their money. I don't know how it happened, but while they were digging, something suddenly popped out. Of that large group of them, only three are left."

"Huh? That's strange. Could it be that we've angered the Lan family's ancestors? Otherwise, why would something like this happen?"

"Who knows. Anyway, they called the police, but they didn't find anything. Xiao Zhang and the others were terrified, thinking that everything would be fine once they left the Red Revolutionary Committee. As a result, Xiao Zhang died that evening."

"The evening you mentioned isn't exactly the time when night falls and day ends, is it?"

"Maybe? Anyway, a lot of people saw it. Xiao Zhang's head rolled off his head, and the blood spurted high. Many people at the scene were terrified."

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