In a zombie apocalypse, while survivors and zombies fought tooth and nail, Shu Lan hid in a garbage dump, using the stench to mask human scent and evade zombies. There, she gave birth to her human ...
Chapter 177 Healthy Growth.
Shu Lan threw the car keys to him: "I'll give you the car, and I'll give you some spare gas so you don't have to be exposed to the sun on the way back."
Li Yanli weighed the key and asked, "Why is my sister suddenly so considerate?"
Shu Lan rolled her eyes at him. "How could it be sudden? I've always been warm, kind, and sincere, okay? I told you to drive before, but you said it wasn't cool enough and insisted on running."
Li Yanli nodded: "That's right, I don't appreciate it. Then I will drive this car away and give you ten new cars next time."
"No, you don't have to be so polite. They're everywhere in the city. I'll just pick them up when I'm picking up trash."
Just pick it up and use your supernatural power to make a key.
The car gradually drove away. Li Yanli saw from the rearview mirror that Shu Lan was squatting down to put Shu Maomao's coat on, with a slightly hesitant look in her eyes.
Before giving someone a car, one should normally ask if they can drive, but she didn't even ask and just threw the keys over to him, as if she was sure he could drive.
Did you forget to ask?
Shu Lan's tone and attitude today were slightly different from before. She dared to glare at him and confront him, and she no longer spoke politely and with distance, as if she had returned to the state of their relationship in the previous timeline.
Li Yanli frowned and thought all the way, and finally felt: Maybe this is the magic of sworn brotherhood. She began to be willing to trust him, which is good.
Ever since Li Yanli left, Shu Maomao started looking for someone to practice badminton with, drank milk obediently every day, and no longer picked out the vegetables he disliked because he heard that being picky about food would prevent people from growing taller.
Shu Lan blamed Li Yanli: "I've noticed you're quite serious. He's only six years old, so what's wrong with you letting him off a bit?"
Li Yanli said, "So everyone in your base is giving him a break, right? This can't go on like this. In competitive sports, winning is winning, losing is losing. You have to give your all if you want to compete. Besides, winning all the time can easily lead to arrogance. You need to encounter setbacks to temper your character and grow healthily."
Shu Lan said: "...Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Shu Maomao had indeed encountered very few failures in his life, and the few setbacks all came from his father, who was his blood relative.
Being too invincible would indeed be boring. It’s also good to have a goal and be full of fighting spirit like now.
There is actually nothing special about daily life. The commander does the commander's work, the plunderer does the plunderer's work, those who build the base build the base, and those who pick up people pick up people.
Another busy spring has arrived. One hundred thousand survivors who were driven out of the north by zombies arrived in District 9 one after another, picked up by vehicles.
Among them was a very beautiful woman who was said to be a famous star, which caused quite a stir.
As always, Lu Qinghe loved chatting about gossip with Shu Lan during breakfast. "That's Jiang Yunai! Commander, don't you know her? She was a very popular actress back then. She starred in many TV series and was known as the screen-dominating TV queen for a while."
Shu Lan tried hard to recall, but failed. "If you're talking about a TV series, then I really don't know. Because when I'm home during the holidays, I watch cartoons or comedy variety shows. Does Jiang Yunai have special abilities?"
Lu Qinghe shook her head: "It is said that there is no, but she has many loyal male fans who take care of her along the way."
"Oh well, let them be."
Without special powers, Shu Lan quickly put this female star out of her mind. The number of people in the base was gradually approaching 500,000, and she was more concerned about the rewards to be unlocked in the space.
The reward for 300,000 people is a frozen warehouse, which can be used to make and store a lot of instant food. The reward for 400,000 people is the production of household appliances. She speculated that 500,000 people should be energy or something like that, so as long as the number of people accommodated is large enough, humans can completely achieve self-sufficiency in one space.
Any superpower has its drawbacks. If the person who possesses this space does not have enough strength to protect himself, but wants to unlock mission rewards and show off his wealth to attract others to join him, he will become a hot commodity.
We can't refuse to take him in because the reward is so tempting.
Plundering superpowers also has disadvantages. Although it may seem powerful, once it is exposed, it will become the common enemy of humans and zombies, and is destined to become the biggest villain in the apocalypse.
Shu Lan and Shu Maomao now do the work of villains every day.
She steals people's superpowers, kills those who cry and scream and want to fight her to the death after losing their superpowers, locks the frightened people in a small dark room and lets them starve, and then releases them when they become obedient.
After completing the process of welcoming new members, Shu Lan gave Shu Maomao a massage. "Thank you for your hard work, our Plunderer Master. Is there anything you'd like to eat for your seventh birthday?"
Shu Maomao opened his arms.
Shu Lan bent down, confused, and hugged her: "Does this mean that just a hug from mommy is enough?"
"No, Mom, I want to eat cake. I want a cake this big."
Shu Lan let go of her hand: "...Okay, I'm just being sentimental."
Shu Maomao squeezed into her arms and added, "I want a hug too. I want both."
Shu Lan held him with one hand and drew circles on the table with the other: "It's so big, how about making it into many layers? One layer of cake and one layer of jam, or one layer of cake and one layer of fruit?"
"jam."
"Okay, let's find some of your favorite aunts and uncles to eat with you and sing birthday songs for you."
"No, they sing horribly."
"Hahaha, then don't let them sing, I'll sing for you."
"Um."
Shu Maomao suddenly heard the word "plunderer" and listened attentively for a while. Then he was called into the car to pick up garbage.
If you come to District 9, you will know about his special abilities. It is not uncommon for people to discuss the plunderer every day.
In a corner of the city, Jiang Yunai said in surprise, "So the kid who fired the gun was the looter? Not Qin Xiaoshuang?"
The man who was responsible for guiding her explained everything: "Yes, the plunderer is Master Mao Mao, and he has countless superpowers. But we have reached an absolute peace agreement with the Zombie King, so it doesn't matter if the superpowers are handed over."
"But isn't it a bit too overbearing to plunder everyone like they did? Wouldn't it be better if the superpowers stayed with everyone and we could coexist peacefully?"
The man originally wanted to deny her and speak up for the commander, but when he saw Jiang Yunai's sympathetic gaze, his thoughts unconsciously changed: "Yes, the commander is simply unreasonable. We didn't offend her, and yet he took away all our superpowers!"
Jiang Yunai's lips curled up in a quick, smug smile, then she quickly returned to her original expression of sympathy. "Yes, the one who possesses everyone's superpowers is such a young, immature child. This is equivalent to tying everyone's safety to them, forcing those with superpowers to obey her every word. Sigh, it's so unfair..."
The man's anger gradually expanded like fermented dough. He hadn't noticed it before, but after Jiang Yunai finished speaking, he became angrier and angrier the more he thought about it.
That’s right! Entering District 9 was like entering a den of thieves. Their property was robbed and they became slaves of Qin Xiaoshuang and her son.
Jiang Yunai rolled her eyes and asked again, "Brother, besides Qin Xiaoshuang, who else has a say here?"
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There was a knock on Huo Yu's office door. He frowned and said with a hint of displeasure, "Come in."
The woman pushed open the door and saw a room full of people sitting in the office. Her eyes widened in surprise, then she lowered her head and said, "Hello, I'm the new survivor. My name is Jiang Yunai. Am I disturbing your meeting?"
Huo Yu lowered his head and sketched on his notes, his tone indifferent: "Yes, each street has a dedicated management office. If you have any problems, you should go to them, not me."
Jiang Yunai looked at his outstanding profile, her eyes gradually becoming hot. She spoke softly, "Secretary Huo, I want to chat with you privately. I feel like we've met somewhere before."
Huo Yu closed the document in his hand and looked at Jiang Yunai with a cold and impatient face.
He has a lot of things to deal with, so he doesn't have the free time to chat with people privately.
But the moment his eyes met Jiang Yunai's, Huo Yu suddenly felt an inexplicable touch in his heart, as if a heartstring was tugged by her gaze, and a thought suddenly emerged -
Perhaps they had met before? And perhaps they had a deep bond.
Huo Yu was stunned, and the words he was about to say to drive him away changed to: "Wait until I finish the meeting."
Jiang Yunai's smile deepened: "Okay."