Chapter 122 Environmental Protection.

Shu Maomao took the dish away and quickly ate half of it while sitting at the table. The crust was crispy, the inside was soft, and it was sweet with sugar shreds.

Shu Maomao ate half of the dish, raised his chopsticks, looked at the figure in the kitchen, then stared back at the dish in front of him, and touched the edge of the plate with his fingers.

"Shu Maomao, you can finish that whole plate, but you can't use backtracking to eat it twice."

Shu Maomao put down his hand.

He suspected that his mother had the ability to read minds, but she never admitted it.

Shu Lan poured the last of the soup on the fish, took off her apron, washed her hands, and walked to the dining table with the dish.

The villa suddenly erupted in the background sounds of gongs and drums, and firecrackers blasted, followed by a system announcement: "Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the base's mission to accommodate 50,000 people. Your reward will be an expansion of 50,000 square meters of planting area; a doubling of crop and livestock production; an addition of two floors to the cold storage and warehouse; and the unlocking of food processing capabilities. The next stage of reward distribution requires: before the Eternal Night phase, the survivor base must accommodate 100,000 people."

Shu Lan, who nearly missed a step, said, "Big Mouth, if it succeeds, it succeeds. Stop making such a noise."

The system's thick eyebrows drooped down. "Okay, host mother."

Shu Lan put down the dishes. On the table was the rice that Shu Maomao had prepared in advance, as well as a small portion of candied sweet potato. Shu Lan ate a piece and found it too sweet. She pushed it to her son across from her and asked, "Explain the food processing function in detail."

"As long as the host inputs the raw materials and processing methods into the system, the system will set up an automated production line according to your instructions to produce the items the host needs. For example, cooking oil: oil is extracted from certain organisms or plants through high temperature or extrusion and stored in a container. In addition, the system does not provide a container, so the host needs to store it in reality."

Shu Lan finished chewing her food and asked, "Do you mean we should go pick up trash?"

“After collecting enough, it can be recycled.”

Picking up some bottles and cans was not a difficult task, but it always felt like she was walking from a small garbage dump to a large garbage dump, doing garbage recycling work.

The difficulty lies in setting up a production line and entering the production process, which are not taught in compulsory education.

Shu Lan frowned for a moment and then relaxed again.

It doesn't matter, she has fifty thousand cobblers, someone will know it.

"What if some raw materials can't be produced in space? For example, salt? Do we have to collect seawater or salt mines ourselves?"

"Yes."

"Understood."

In the real world outside the space, after filling their stomachs, people's mental states become different from before.

The haze of death dissipated like the sun shining through the clouds, there was more light in everyone's eyes, and laughter and joy melted the frozen city.

Superpowers cannot be used continuously. When the energy is exhausted, you need to stop and rest, replenish food or sleep.

The healing psychics who were resting became the middlemen for people to understand District 9, and they were all surrounded and questioned.

"Do you usually eat such a rich meal?"

"How could it be plentiful? We don't even have meat. We have to have a non-vegetarian dish every day: chicken, duck, goose, beef, mutton, pork, or fish. At worst, eggs."

"Ah? Really? Where does all this healthy meat come from?"

"Don't worry about where you come from. Just follow orders and work, and you won't starve."

Jing Hongyu was busy checking on the patients' conditions, giving priority to those who were seriously ill and had recovered, while Ji Lan was busy dealing with those who did not follow the rules. The original commander and deputy commander only had their meals last.

"Senior." Jing Hongyu stole a glance at Ji Lan's face and carefully handed her the dishes and chopsticks: "You can use them. They are clean. I have washed them."

Ji Lan took it expressionlessly, scooped out the food that had been kept warm on the stove, lowered his head and put it into his mouth, without responding the whole time.

Seeing that she was almost done eating, Jing Hongyu forced out a flattering smile: "Are you still angry with me? Do you want to scold me a few more times?"

Ji Lan put down the bowl and turned to leave. He did not even glance at the fourth brother hanging on the tree, as if it was just an insignificant decoration.

But the fourth brother struggled to twist his body and glared at her back fiercely.

Jing Hongyu, who was ignored, put away his smile and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Someone passing by asked in surprise, "Huh? Commander, your injury was healed?"

"Um."

"That's a good thing, thank goodness they came."

There was still a flame in the stove next to him that hadn't burned out yet. Jing Hongyu's gaze lingered on it for a moment, forcing a bitter smile. "Yes, it's a good thing."

He could look at things in a positive light, but other people with special abilities could not. They all sat in the corner like frost-bitten eggplants, trying to digest the fact that they had become mortals.

While the sun was shining brightly above the heads of others, there were dark clouds above them, as if there was still a blizzard.

"If we apologize to Qin Xiaoshuang and express our loyalty, will she return our supernatural powers to us..."

"Well, it's better not to ask. What if she gets upset after hearing it and tells that kid to kill someone again?"

Patrick patted Wild Dog's back and whispered, "Do you think Qin Xiaoshuang was planning to steal our superpowers the first time we met?"

Wild Dog thought about how he had once mocked Qin Xiaoshuang with unpleasant words, and got goosebumps: "That should be it."

Patrick shook his head in fear. "She showed some mercy. We weren't at the survivor base back then. If she had taken our powers, any zombies that ventured up the mountain would have been dead. Now it's okay, it's a truce, so it doesn't matter whether we have them or not."

"Everyone understands the truth, but it still feels bad after being robbed."

He Sheng came over and said, "Ye Gou, there's a broken car over there, come and help."

"Coming." Wild Dog walked away from the fire and followed him to the broken car. He habitually tried to use his supernatural power to pull out the screwdriver from his pocket. After two seconds, his hand was still empty.

The wild dog was stunned for a moment, and finally sighed, reaching into his secret pockets and taking out the hidden tools one by one.

Fortunately, even without his metal control ability, he can still repair cars.

After dinner, Shu Lan took Shu Maomao for a nap for more than half an hour, and they appeared again refreshed.

The landing point was still the rooftop. The sun was out and the snow on the roof had condensed into ice, not as soft as before.

The food that previously filled three streets was gone, not even a single leaf of vegetable left. All that was left was a pile of empty cardboard boxes, bottles, cans and rice bags.

Shu Lan took Shu Maomao downstairs and soon became the focus of the crowd. The conversation stopped, everyone consciously shut their mouths, and communicated cautiously with their eye contact.

——Why is she picking up the soy sauce bottle?

——I don’t know. Maybe he’s angry that we ate all the food and wants to throw it on our heads?

——But she didn’t ask us to save money!

Shu Lan squatted down and looked at the ingredient list with Shu Maomao: "Soybeans, wheat flour, sugar, salt, and some additives. I wonder if Teacher Zhou can figure it out. As for the production process... ask later. For now, keep these in empty containers for later use."

A crack appeared in the sky, sucking in all the garbage scattered on the street.

The anxious and frightened crowd felt relieved in an instant and suddenly realized what was going on.

It turns out he is an environmental defender!