"Why?" Zhao Xiaoxiu asked, puzzled.

Chen Que said sarcastically, "Because that's exclusively for the inner city."

Zhao Xiaoxiu licked her lips regretfully, "Alright then."

Zhao Gang was unhappy with the cub's low spirits.

He slapped his chest muscles loudly, looking at her smugly; his flesh tasted better than that wretched potato!

The strange behavior successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Zhao Xiaoxiu lowered her head in silence, her little hand secretly tugging at her father's trouser leg.

Zhao Gang stopped what he was doing and looked at his cub with a puzzled expression.

I don't understand what kind of emotion she's feeling right now. It's like she feels... he's making her feel ashamed?

Zhao Gang was not given the opportunity to further investigate his daughter's emotions.

Chen Que stretched out her hand to Zhao Gang: "Give me the points card, I'll open a Taoyuan Base account for you."

Zhao Gang said "Oh," handed her the points card, and, not forgetting the instructions given to the cub before he left, said in a serious tone, "Thank you for your trouble, Captain Shen."

Chen Que glanced at him as if she had seen a ghost, thinking to herself, "Did he take the wrong medicine?"

The points cards for the five bases in Zone C are universal, allowing up to five accounts to be opened on the same card.

Points between accounts cannot be exchanged. If you want to exchange with people from other bases, you must first exchange points for supplies and then use the supplies to make the exchange.

Therefore, stockpiling supplies is a better way to retain value than accumulating points.

After all, once the base is lost, the points become a useless string of numbers.

At least for now, it will be difficult for Zhao Gang to redeem the remaining points on his points card.

Chen Que quickly helped open the points account at Taoyuan Base and returned the points card to Zhao Gang.

It's 7:30, and the other hunting teams have already set off.

Shen Que greeted the other team members and then took Zhao Gang to meet the leader of their Qinghe Hunting Team.

"Commander, this is Zhao Gang, the one I told you about. He's an evolved human, and he's very strong."

Chen Que gave Zhao Gang a wink, signaling him to take the initiative to say hello.

A tall, slender woman with a full head of medium-length silver-white hair, who looked to be around forty-five years old, reached out her hand to Zhao Gang:

"I am the leader of the Qinghe Hunting Team. Everyone calls me Granny Yin. You can call me either Yin or Granny, it's fine."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the petty man standing next to Zhao Gang, a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Chen Que hurriedly reminded her, "Xiao Xiu, call her Grandma."

Zhao Xiaoxiu immediately took a step forward, looked up and smiled, "Hello Grandma, I will stay close to Dad and not cause trouble for my friends."

Granny Yin raised an eyebrow. "You speak quite fluently, are you alright in the head?"

Her next question struck Chen Que.

Chen Que awkwardly explained, "Commander, she is a healthy child."

"Ho!" Granny Yin took the rocket launcher off her shoulder with a rare look and poked Zhao Xiaoxiu's bulging belly with the cannon head, luckily not making her stumble.

However, Zhao Xiaoxiu's physical fitness has greatly improved, and she only swayed slightly before regaining her balance.

"This little girl has a good foundation." Granny Yin winked at Chen Que. "You can take care of the people you brought. You can leave Pikachu with us. We're leaving now."

Chen Que nodded: "We'll set off immediately!"

At the same time, he held down Zhao Gang, who was about to rush out because he was unhappy that his cub had been poked in the stomach.

Once Chen Que was sure that Granny Yin had gone far away, she turned around and reminded her in an annoyed tone:

"Brother, the commander has already done a great job by agreeing to let you bring your child on the mission. Can you tone down your temper a bit?"

Zhao Gang: "I have no temper."

She bent down, picked up her baby, and rode the bicycle she had brought.

"Can these two broken wheels of yours really make a difference?" Shen Que asked with deep concern.

They wanted Zhao Gang to get on the pickup truck, but seeing the five teammates huddled together looking irritable, they could only remind Zhao Gang not to fall behind.

The driver was Shen Que's mother, with Granny Meng and Shen Que in the passenger seat, and five teammates squeezed into the back seat.

The two Meng brothers and a bunch of supplies and tools were crammed into the narrow trailer, holding onto the large luggage.

The pickup truck started, and Mrs. Chen floored the accelerator. The pickup truck performed a perfect drift on the bridge, then shot onto the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was a little anxious, but Zhao Gang patted her head, signaling her not to rush.

After the dust settled, he pedaled his old bicycle and sped off like an arrow.

The passerby only felt a gust of wind "whoosh" past in front of him, blinked his eyes, and was full of confusion. What had just blown by?

The wind, carrying dust, blew against Zhao Xiaoxiu's face, causing a sharp pain. She quickly wrapped the thin cloth around her neck, which she had prepared for sun protection, to cover her face.

On unpaved dirt roads, cars can't go very fast; the maximum speed is only 40 miles per hour.

The road leading to the cleanup area was especially difficult; it was all cleared by bulldozers and excavators in the last few days, and even modified vehicles bounced and hopped along it.

In situations like these, pedal-powered bicycles actually have a greater advantage.

Within minutes, Zhao Gang and his daughter caught up with the main group.

Then it drove past the pickup truck driven by Chen's mother, constantly overtaking it.

As the familiar figure swept past her, Granny Yin was surprised and thought to herself: "Those legs must be made of iron!"

But the shock Zhao Gang brought to everyone was only just beginning.

After driving for four hours, the group arrived at the cleanup area.

A small town completely covered by mutated plants, with grasses over five meters tall.

The team that led the cleanup was a professional cleaning team from Taoyuan Base, who divided the group into three groups.

The first group was responsible for clearing the road.

The second batch was responsible for providing fire support.

The third group is responsible for cleaning up and centrally incinerating the waste.

Because Zhao Gang had a child with him, he was assigned to the safest third batch.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the order to act was given, he carried Zhao Xiaoxiu on his back and rushed inside.

His right hand instantly transformed into a blood-red tentacles twenty meters long and as thick as a large bowl.

With a sweep to the left and a sweep to the right, the mutated plants were uprooted, rolled up, and piled up on the now empty ground.

He knows how to clean up the mess!

As the original appearance of the town gradually revealed itself.

The mutated willow tree, rated as Class A high-risk, was uprooted from the ground by the Blood Touch without any resistance, slammed to the ground a few times, and died a mangled death.

The entire cleanup area was unusually quiet, with only the sound of swallowing echoing through the air.

"Are those your team members?"

The leader of the Peach Blossom Base pointed to the tall man who was taking care of a child while wielding his Blood Touch to work, and asked suspiciously.

Silver Granny: "...Yes."

He wasn't very confident, but it wasn't obvious from his appearance.

"He almost finished our team's cleanup work for today all by himself," the team leader reminded him.

Granny Yin raised an eyebrow: "Then should I make him stop first?"

"That's not necessary," the team leader replied quickly.

Stop?

With this mutated plant weapon at our disposal, no one needs to risk their lives today, and we can save a lot of ammunition. How could we possibly let him stop!

"Today's task points are six for your Qinghe team and four for us."

"OK."

Both sides quickly reached a consensus.

Then the leader of Taoyuan Base waved his hand and shouted, "Everyone, please!"

"Enclose the land and burn it!"

Everyone responded in unison, "Yes!"

One by one, they rubbed their hands together, lit torches, poured gasoline, and began the real work of cleaning up and burning.