Chapter 48: Can’t be tamed.

Shu Maomao said, "I don't want to laugh."

Shu Lan asked, "Are you happy when you don't have any expression?"

"Um."

"That's good."

Shu Lan felt relieved. She didn't have to laugh. It was great to have a super cool son!

By the end of the evening, the lantern ball contestants were exhausted. Shu Lan saw that there were still more than 30 people who hadn't performed yet. She waved her hand and said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow night. Go back to your tent and sleep."

After the water receded, they returned to the ground and found that many seedlings had been soaked and a lot of furniture had been washed away by the flood.

Shi Zhenbang said: "We've had similar torrential rains in previous decades, but never floods this severe. I think there's something wrong with the riverbank somewhere. The water level in the river rose and rushed into the city. We need to check it out, otherwise the same thing will happen again next time."

Shu Lan thought what he said made sense, so she split a group of people and drove a few good cars that they had accidentally found when they were demolishing the buildings, and headed towards the dam.

They drove along the riverbank and found a breach.

Shu Lan doesn't know how to build a dike, but Shi Zhenbang does. He taught Shu Maomao how to build the foundation, lay soil and stones, and then make concrete for anti-seepage treatment.

Fortunately, cement is not a difficult thing to find. It is transported by space, added with water, mixed with mud, sand and gravel, and then manually spread on the new river embankment. A layer of grass is laid on the back slope to prevent rain erosion.

With the help of supernatural powers, the river embankment repair was completed quickly.

“I never thought I would do something like this one day.”

Shi Zhenbang looked at the calm river surface under the sun and sighed to Shu Lan.

Shu Lan was the only one not working. While everyone else was busy, she picked a bunch of wild flowers from the riverside grass and gave them to Shi Zhenbang who came over to her: "On behalf of the people, thank you, Secretary Shi."

Ever since Shu Lan learned that Shi Zhenbang used to be the county party secretary, she has always called him Secretary Shi.

Shi Zhenbang thought of the ordinary people he had abandoned in the base in District 8 and refused to accept the bouquet: "I don't deserve the people's trust."

He once made a very despicable decision.

Shu Lan suddenly narrowed her eyes and pointed under the bridge: "Is that a person?"

Shi Zhenbang looked over and saw a figure staggering towards them from under the bridge. He ran very fast, then suddenly disappeared in the sunlight, and reappeared less than twenty meters away from them the next second.

Shu Lan screamed in fear: "Baby!"

A huge fireball passed by from behind with a heat wave and hit the man who suddenly appeared. The man fell to the ground and rolled over to put out the fire. He cried out in a shrill voice: "It's a human!"

A stream of water descended from the sky, dousing the flames. Amidst the rising mist, the charred man angrily accused, "At least figure out who's friend or foe before you fight."

Shu Lan said, "I'm so sorry, I thought it was a zombie and got so scared. Where did you escape from?"

"District 10, we surrendered to the high-level zombies, and the main force is in the rear. My special ability is long-distance space jump. The commander asked me to scout the way, and I happened to see you on the bridge."

Shi Zhenbang asked in disbelief: "Will surrender be useful?"

"Of course, the most powerful high-level zombie only asked us to hand over the stone and everyone to migrate here. They still have to rush to capture the next base. But those high-level zombies just let us go. If we encounter zombies along the way, there will definitely be more casualties."

Shi Zhenbang's face suddenly became darker than the newly built riverbank. He looked at the river again with an unfocused gaze. Shu Lan even suspected that he wanted to jump in.

If surrender worked, the survivors he abandoned would have died because of his wrong decision.

She gave a friendly smile, "Brother, are there many psychics in your base?"

The charred figure bared his large white teeth and said proudly, "A lot, over two hundred, including me. You should have heard of our commander, Lin Yi! His spatial ability is the most powerful known to date. He can farm and raise livestock, including chickens, ducks, fish, and meat. He's practically a creator god. It's an honor for you to be here in District 9."

Shi Zhenbang opened his mouth in panic: "No, there is..."

Predators! Stay away!

But before he could utter a word, Shu Lan dropped the wildflowers in her hand to the ground, clapped her hands, and said in surprise, "Wow, that's amazing! If we join your Tenth District, will we get a share of those chickens, ducks, fish, and meat?"

The charred young man glanced her up and down and gave her an ambiguous smile: "I don't know about others, but if a little beauty like you goes to our commander to act coquettishly, it's not impossible."

In the end times, beauty is also a resource that can be used for exchange.

Shu Lan said, "It's just acting like a spoiled child. It's easy. We just experienced a flood here, and the damage was terrible. I was really worried about not having anything to eat. Luckily you guys came."

Shu Maomao's current space is not very big. It is already filled with rice and flour left over from District 9. Once a bag is emptied, he has to go back as soon as possible. However, the daily backtracking ability is also limited. If he goes back for half an hour, he has to cool down for an hour, and it consumes more energy than other abilities.

Shu Lan didn't want her treasures to die from exhaustion in order to feed more than a hundred people, so unless they particularly needed special abilities, she asked them to focus on studying how to increase the survival rate of the vegetable fields.

Farming is very difficult. On the one hand, everyone lacks experience, and on the other hand, God is not kind to them. A rain or a drought will wipe out the entire army. In addition, the seed storage is already stretched to the limit. It is only by relying on Shu Maomao to constantly use his backtracking ability to replenish the seeds that he can barely grow something.

"My name is Qin Xiaoshuang, and I'm the leader of these survivors. What about you, little brother?"

"Zhao Hong, how many people are alive?"

Shu Lan sighed, "Not many. We've been living underground for a year, barely surviving, and only about two hundred people have survived."

Zhao Hong said, "How many people with special abilities are there? I need to find out and then report back to our commander."

Shu Lan stood up, lowered her eyes, and glanced coldly at Shi Zhenbang, who was standing beside her, looking hesitant and with a strange expression. When she looked up again, she had replaced her face with a warm and flattering smile: "Brother Zhao, let's exchange information. You should also tell us about the situation at your base so that our people here can be mentally prepared. Look at you, your clothes are burned like this. I'm so embarrassed, Ji Xin!"

"arrive."

"Take off your coat and pants and give them to this young man."

“…”

After exchanging information and Zhao Hong leaving, Shu Lan immediately frowned and shouted at Shi Zhenbang, "What did you want to tell him just now?"

Shi Zhenbang never thought that a young woman's words would frighten him, a man in his fifties, so much that his legs went weak. He frantically tried to explain, "I didn't... I haven't said it yet..."

When he came to his senses, he was filled with regret. How could he subconsciously put himself in the role of the victim again and regard the predator who was so close to him as an enemy?

Shu Lan shook her head in disappointment. "But you wanted to tell others about it. I took your powers away, but I also treated you like one of my own for a year, and in the end, you're still an ungrateful person who can't be warmed up to."

"Commander, I was a bit too talkative just now. I promise you it won't happen again!"

Shu Lan took a few steps to the side, avoiding his hand that was trying to grab her and begging for mercy, and shouted, "Maomao."

The people present had already sensed what was about to happen; some closed their eyes, while others turned around.

A pistol fell out of space and landed in Shu Maomao's palm. The little boy sitting at the top casually pulled the trigger towards Shi Zhenbang's back.

After the gunshot, the riverside fell into silence.

Shi Zhenbang fell in a pool of blood, his still pupils reflecting the bright wild flowers scattered on the ground.

Shu Lan led the way and left, her voice soft and even, "Let's go now that it's fixed. Go back and prepare to welcome the guests."