Chapter 223 Chapter 223 Heavy Fog

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After reading this letter of several thousand words, He Junxia slowly exhaled and felt a lot more relaxed.

The level of technology in this world was much higher than he had imagined. Even the white fog, monsters, and those suddenly appearing mushrooms were detected to be products of another world.

The red mushroom is highly poisonous and will cause death within five minutes after being eaten. It cannot even be touched directly with the skin, otherwise dense small blisters will grow and it will be extremely itchy.

Green mushrooms, yellow mushrooms and those gray mushrooms that grow like tumors on trees have been tested and found to be non-toxic, but are not recommended for consumption as they may react chemically with other foods and cause food poisoning.

Zong Kangping laughed and said, "No one else would eat those gray mushrooms, they look creepy."

Zhang Shuhui: "Didn't someone lose his life yesterday for live streaming? Maybe there are people who are not afraid of death and want to give it a try."

Having said that, both of them breathed a sigh of relief and expressed confidence in the measures listed in the government letter.

The letter also said that the monster would most likely only appear on foggy days and would not appear in places without fog.

Even in foggy weather, as long as people close the doors and windows to prevent the fog concentration in the room from being too high, they will not be attacked by monsters.

PS: Except those who are seeking death.

He Junxia looked at the two people with smiles on their faces, as if a burden had been lifted from her heart, and did not say anything to spoil the mood.

But he didn't let his guard down completely.

The Wish-giver's quest mentions a shelter, where they care for their grandchildren until they reach adulthood. This suggests that humanity will be at a disadvantage in the struggle against the creations of another world for a long time to come.

However, judging from the current situation, the government should be able to maintain stable social order within the first few dozen days after the disaster and avoid a situation where everyone is fighting on their own.

I can take this opportunity to recuperate.

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After the family had breakfast, He Junxia urged them to practice the Five Animal Exercises with him.

The Five Animal Exercises he taught them were a reworking of the Five Animal Exercises, a technique developed by the government of the previous century with input from numerous professionals. Not only is it suitable for both young and old, it strengthens the body and is also very helpful for developing flexibility, with rapid results.

“It’s so hot.”

Zong Kangping reached out and tugged at the clothes that were wet with sweat and stuck to his skin. After practicing for more than ten times, his whole body was steaming.

"I only practiced a few times yesterday. When I woke up this morning, my hands, back, and legs were sore. I wonder how I'll feel tomorrow after practicing so many times today?"

Zhang Shuhui was also sweating from the heat. She wiped her face clean with a wet wipe and said, "That's because I haven't exercised for a long time. It will be fine once we get used to it."

As they said this, they both looked at the child and the elderly. Very good, their level still needs to be improved.

“Boom boom boom!”

There was a sudden knock on the door, and the two people who had been slumped on the sofa after exercising stood up instantly.

He Junxia frowned slightly.

He glanced at the sky outside. It was a sunny day with no fog, but it was only 11 o'clock in the morning.

What important matter could come to you at this time?

Zhang Shuhui replied, "Who is it?"

"I'm Wang Chuntian, a staff member of the Modi Community. I'm responsible for counting the residents in each building."

He Junxia pulled out the fruit knife from the coffee table and hid it in his sleeve. He walked forward and looked outside the door through the peephole.

The person who was speaking was a young girl with a round face and a slightly plump appearance, with a very common girl-next-door appearance.

He Junxia looked at Zhang Shuhui and whispered, "Shuhui, first ask the neighbors downstairs if they have registered."

Since we want to count the residents in every building, it is impossible to just find their family.

Zhang Shuhui understood what he meant, took out her cell phone and asked a familiar neighbor on the second floor, and got a positive answer.

She also whispered, "Aunt Ming said someone from the community came to register just now. We were doing the Five Animals Exercises at the time, and there was music playing on the speakers, so they might not have heard it."

"Then I'll open the door."

He Junxia pressed the doorknob, gently opened it a small gap, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm late."

Wang Chuntian smiled and said, "It's okay, old man. How many people are there in your family?"

He Junxia: "Five."

Wang Chuntian wrote a 5 in the space next to number 302 on the registration form. Then he said, "Adults, please show your ID cards. Children without ID cards should show their household registration books. We need to take a photo for our records."

He Junxia asked: "Little girl, why are you registering this? I've never heard of it."

Wang Chuntian patiently explained, "In order to prepare for future heavy fog and protect everyone's lives, the government has ordered our community to count the number of people living within the community. In the future, when distributing supplies, we will distribute them based on population."

He Junxia understood.

This is much better than distributing the same supply packages to every household, and can avoid situations where people die from drought or floods.

After the family cooperated to complete the registration, Wang Chuntian started knocking on the door opposite.

This time it took longer to knock on the door. She waited for about ten minutes before the door was opened, revealing a face full of impatience.

"What are you doing? You're just knocking and knocking, but you're not buying insurance!"

Wang Chuntian seemed to be accustomed to these words and just said, "Hello, I am a staff member of Modi Community. I need to register the residents of this house."

"Why should I believe you?"

"If you say you are, then you are. Who knows if you are a liar or not?"

I don’t know if I was woken up by the knock on the door, but the man who spoke had a bad tone and was full of anger.

Listening to the conversation outside, Zhang Shuhui couldn't help but sigh: "Community workers have it tough, too. Being sent out to register the population at a time like this isn't just dangerous, it also gets you scolded."

Zong Kangping shook his head. "There's nothing we can do. There are too many scammers these days, and given the situation, no one would dare to open the door. It would be disastrous if a thick fog suddenly appeared."

He Junxia walked around the two of them and put the fruit knife hidden in his sleeve back to its original place. The knife and the scabbard fit perfectly.

Zhang Shuhui and Zong Kangping who saw this scene:?!

Zong Kangping's pupils trembled: "Dad, what's wrong with you? When did you hide the fruit knife in your sleeve?"

He Junxia said calmly: "When the staff knocked on the door."

Zong Kangping gasped and couldn't help but look him up and down: "Dad, you've changed a lot recently, are you too nervous?"

Being suspected by the wisher's child, He Junxia didn't even bat an eyelid. She glanced at him and said, "You don't harm others, but you're afraid that others will harm you."

"If the person knocking on the door isn't a community worker, but a con man or robber, and there are a few men hiding on the stairs, what will happen to your wife and children if you rashly open the door with empty hands?"

Zong Kangping thought about what his father said and couldn't help but gasp.

It was only a short time since the first heavy fog appeared. They could have found something to eat at home. There was no need to rob people.

Aren’t you afraid of being shot?

You should know that the country has clearly stated that the entire country has entered a wartime state, and all illegal and criminal acts will be dealt with severely and strictly, and several examples have been cited.

Someone who took advantage of heavy fog to rob gold and silver jewelry from a gold shop was sentenced to ten years in prison; someone took the opportunity to harass and molest a male neighbor, thinking that it was not illegal for a man to molest a man, and ended up in jail; another person who intended to drive a car to retaliate against society was shot dead without any chance to regret.

Zong Kangping smiled awkwardly and said, "That shouldn't be the case, right?"

He Junxia thought for a moment and said, "When you were seven years old, our village and the neighboring village had a fight over a well, and five people died. Do you remember?"

Zong Kangping naturally remembered it.

That was the first time he saw so many dead people since he became self-aware. Five funerals were held in two villages.

The incident caused a big uproar, many people were arrested and taken to police station, and even the provincial capital was alarmed.

The government specially sent people to mediate the matter. First, they filled up the old well that caused the dispute, and then dug a well for each of the two villages. Only then was the matter barely resolved.

But the two villages became sworn enemies and stopped interacting with each other. Over the past ten years, there has not been a single marriage.

And the cause of all this was just a well during a drought.

Zong Kangping took a deep breath: "Dad, I understand."

He Junxia nodded.

Although the task posted by the wisher only mentioned the shelter and grandchildren, his emphasis on grandchildren ultimately came from his son.

—The mission the wisher had issued only meant that only his grandchildren would be in danger in his previous life. If I replaced him and caused Zong Kangping to die, I could only imagine how his rating would be after the mission was completed.

He Junxia has never received a low grade so far, and he doesn't want his mission record to be tarnished.

Fortunately, Zong Kangping wasn't the stubborn type who didn't understand what others were saying. If he was the type who insisted on doing something even when others told him not to, he would have to put in a lot of thought.

noon

He Junxia urged Zong Kangping to go to the kitchen to cook, but Zhang Shuhui said, "Dad, let me do it. Can I make some seaweed egg drop soup and stir-fry some shredded pork today?"

He Junxia: "I'm fine with either. Ask Pengpeng and Jiajia."

Zhang Shuhui offered to cook, so he naturally wouldn't object.

Zong Kangping chuckled and said, "Wife, I'd like to request that the shredded pork be replaced with pork stewed with vermicelli."

"The application is approved."

Zhang Shuhui smiled slightly: "Today you will be responsible for helping the two children with their homework."

Zong Kangping: Painful Face.jpg

"Wife, why don't I go cook? The kids can't do their homework without you."

Zhang Shuhui scoffed: "And then ask you to make a big pot of food without salt?"

Zong Kangping: "I must remember to add salt today!"

"Opposition is useless. Stop nagging and go teach your two children how to memorize ancient poetry."

Zhang Shuhui took the ingredients out of the refrigerator and went straight to the kitchen.

Zong Kangping made a final effort: "How about we take turns? Tomorrow I'll cook and you can help with homework."

"Let's talk about it later."

Zong Kangping took the two children who had been playing in the living room to the bedroom to do their homework with a sad face.

Zhang Shuhui's voice was heard from the kitchen again.

"Honey, there seems to be a green mushroom here, come and take a look."

Zong Kangping immediately left his two children behind and ran to the kitchen, and He Junxia followed him in.

Zhang Shuhui pointed to a gap in the corner between the storage boxes and said, "Look, isn't that a glowing green mushroom?"