Chapter 50 Lacking the Talent to Be a Capitalist

Ling Ran asked curiously, "You arranged a time to fight those sea creatures?"

"No, but those marine creatures usually come to the shore between six and seven o'clock to attack and capture humans, and they usually leave before eight o'clock."

Hu Shuo said with some helplessness, "It's always at this time. We don't know what they're thinking, but this kind of regular attack makes things much easier for the base."

After all, knowing the opponent's attack time allows you to prepare defenses in advance every day.

Like now, we play one game at a fixed time every day, just enough to make it go, and then we leave. If we didn't play one day, we might even feel a little lost.

"Oh, are you heading towards the battlefield now?"

"Okay." Hu Shuo nodded. "We just came to let you know."

Ling Ran finished her soy milk and said, "I'll go with you."

Upon hearing this, Pei Xiu and Zhou Hang quickly expressed their desire to go together, and even Liu Xiuping was very interested in the rumored battlefield.

So the group quickly finished their meal and changed into clean, combat-ready clothes—except for Ling Ran.

Today she wore an elaborate princess dress, white stockings, and black pearl shoes.

She wore a small crown on her long hair.

Everyone present knew what kind of person she was, so no one asked her why she didn't change into simpler clothes.

Outside the villa, a military green pickup truck was parked.

The group got into the car and drove towards the battlefield.

Along the way, I saw many people carrying iron basins and buckets on their journey.

These people in the base, who do not engage in production, would get up early every day and go to the shore to collect seafood after the battle was over.

Ling Ran: "..."

This base is just getting weirder and weirder the more you look at it.

After driving for about ten minutes, we arrived at the so-called battlefield.

Stepping out of the base gate, you'll find yourself at the port. The air here is thick with the smell of the sea, and from a safe distance away, you can still see those people carrying buckets and basins from just moments before.

As for the front line of the port, they were all soldiers wearing uniform combat uniforms, which looked quite handsome at first glance.

Behind them were the base's ability users, who were rather disorganized. Fei Fei said that these ability users would help, throwing their abilities from a distance during the fight. Of course, if there was any danger, they would run away immediately.

Ling Ran: "..."

The manager is truly talented to be able to manage the base like this.

"Your base administrators aren't politicians, are they?"

"How did you know?" Fei Fei answered instinctively.

"I don't have the talent to be a capitalist." Or rather, I do, but not much.

Upon hearing this, Fei Fei did not take it as a derogatory remark at all. Instead, he said with righteous indignation, "We soldiers have our own beliefs. We are to serve the country and the people, and naturally we will not exploit the people!"

The intention is good, but this is really not suitable for managing the base.

As they were talking, Ling Ran and Hu Shuo arrived at the front line.

Standing at the very front of the harbor, enjoying the cool sea breeze, I hadn't been admiring the beautiful scenery for long when I saw the sea surging, with many fish fins emerging from the surface at great speed.

Hu Shuo looked at the sea and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, get ready. Miss Ling, if the fighting starts, we might not be able to take care of you. Take care of yourself."

"Um."

Ling Ran said to Pei Xiu and Zhou Hang, who were standing beside him, "You two go and stay with the superhumans."

The two of them were obedient and immediately went to their seats at the back.

As for Liu Xiuping, she also carried a bucket and was at the very back, waiting for the battle to end so she could pick out the freshest seafood for her family.