Chapter 71 A person is a queen

on Monday.

The first step of the plan is to find a relay.

When Bai Yang was drowsy in school, Ban Xia was riding his broken bicycle on Zhongshanmen Street.

Zijin Mountain is very close to Meihua Villa. Banxia rode her bicycle along Cemetery Road and went deep into Zijin Mountain. The straight asphalt road was only two-thirds as wide as before. The soil was slowly eroding inward from both sides of the road. Nature's skin was healing itself, mending these criss-crossing dry scars. The girl passed through the dense shade of the trees, the wheels rolling over the road, occasionally startling rabbits and pheasants in the grass by the roadside. She went to find the repeater station according to BG4MXH's plan, but before she reached the ticket office at the gate of Meiling Palace, the road was cut off by a big pit with a diameter of seven or eight meters.

“Stop stop stop stop stop stop—!”

Banxia was so frightened that she slammed the brakes, put her legs down, and used the soles of her shoes to shovel up stones on the road, and finally she managed to stop the bicycle in front of the break in the road.

She got off the bicycle seat, took off the sunglasses on her nose, and swung them in circles on her index finger.

What a big pit.

The bottom of the pit is at least three meters deep.

Banxia squatted at the edge of the pit and looked down. Under the broken asphalt road was light-colored dry soil, and there were a few clumps of weeds growing here and there in the pit.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is a crater.

Maybe it was a bombshell.

But this was not the biggest bomb crater Banxia had ever seen. The biggest bomb crater she had ever seen was in the Nantu. The last time Banxia went to the Nantu to look for information, she saw a huge crater at the Rensheng Plaza opposite the Nantu. She didn't know what had caused the explosion, and all the nearby buildings collapsed into ruins.

The girl straightened up and looked around to see if there was any crashed plane nearby.

Generally speaking, the presence of bomb craters indicates that a fierce battle has broken out here. Where there has been a battle, there may be damaged weapons, fighter jets, armored vehicles, etc. Although those burnt iron shells are of no use, Banxia always looks for them out of habit.

She looked around, and the branches tall above her head suddenly rustled.

"Wow...what is that?"

Banxia was startled and looked up.

A calm, pale yellow deer face poked out from the top of the tree. It was truly a huge head, big and long, with two short horns, a pair of huge protruding ears spread out horizontally on both sides, and those damn eyelashes. They immediately attracted the girl's attention. Why did it have such thick eyelashes?

Banxia stared at it blankly, her neck sore from looking up.

The giraffe didn't care about the presence of humans at all. It continued to chew the leaves in its mouth contentedly. At most, it glanced at her twice and then focused its attention on the food.

Only then did Banxia notice that its long legs were hidden behind the dense bushes, and there were irregular dark markings on its yellow skin. These two-story-tall creatures stretched their necks to pick only the tender leaves on the top of the trees to chew. Soon a second deer head appeared. The two giraffes feasted here, probing around with their big nostrils, and pulling off the tender leaves together with the buds with a roll of their tongues, and stuffing them into their mouths, chewing them with a "smacking" sound.

The teacher once said that there were giraffes in Zijin Mountain, but this was the first time Banxia actually saw them.

Not only are they alive, they are living well.

The giraffes in Zijin Mountain escaped from the zoo in the early years. It seems that they have adapted well to the environment here. The climate in the doomsday era has undergone tremendous changes. The most notable change is that the climate has become humid and the temperature has generally increased throughout the year, which has provided excellent reproduction conditions for animals and plants.

Banxia simply sat down and propped up her head to look at the giraffe.

She watched the two giraffes eat breakfast leisurely from eight in the morning until eight forty.

Banxia watched them eat and be picky about their food, tearing off leaves, chewing them and spitting them out. As the only giraffes in Nanjing and even in the whole Jiangsu Province, they were thousands of miles away from their African homeland. They had never seen their relatives back home in their entire lives, and they had no idea that there were other giraffes like them in the world. So they were quite free and easy.

The giraffes walked away while chewing the food, and the girl patted her butt.

Looking across the big pit, I saw that the road condition there was extremely bad, the road surface was severely damaged, and the vegetation was getting denser, so I was afraid I couldn't ride a bike.

"This road is blocked." Banxia shook her head and said simply, "Let's go home."

This road condition is impassable.

If you can’t go up, then don’t go up. Just go home.

"We can't go up to Zijin Mountain!" Bai Yang turned around and shouted toward the door, "The vegetation is too dense, and we can't test the depth! It's risky! Let's go to another place!"

In the living room outside the door, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were fiddling with the machines while complaining that the people from the Municipal Party Committee who came this afternoon knew nothing.

Hearing Bai Yang's voice, the two looked up and looked at each other.

"If I can't get up to Zijin Mountain, where can I find it?"

"Zhujiang Road." Bai Zhen was busy tightening the screws. "In SEG Digital Plaza, the computer city, the most abundant thing is electronic components."

The city of Nanjing in the doomsday era is a treasure trove for garbage collectors. At Cyberport, a mobile phone store on Zhujiang Road, these electronic components, motherboards and cables that can neither be eaten nor worn are simply not wanted in the post-apocalyptic era. In the hands of ordinary people, they are no different from garbage, but in the eyes of those who know the business, they are gold.

Go to Zhujiang Road! Loot Zhujiang Road!

As long as you are willing to search, you can always find what you need.

"There is also the Jiangsu Province Radio Administration Bureau, which is located at 280 Zhujiang Road." Wang Ning nodded. "They usually collect a lot of illegal stations and relays, and they are all piled up in the warehouse. I'm sure we can find it there."

"Is it the one on the Pearl River Building?"

"Yes, that's right. It's a pink building. The first floor is China Merchants Bank." Wang Ning said, "It's on the 23rd floor. It's definitely there."

"Tell her to go to Zhujiang Road!" Dad yelled at the door, "Bring a big sack, and preferably a tow truck, and rob all the computer malls and mobile phone stores over there! Bring back everything that can be brought back!"

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Tuesday.

Banxia set out from Meihua Villa with a list and a small trailer.

Zhujiang Road is also very close. You can go up Alfalfa Garden Street, turn at the former site of the National Government, and then go up along Qingxi Road. It takes about an hour to walk from beginning to end and you will reach Zhujiang Road.

In her hand was the list that BG4MXH had given her the night before. Last night, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were talking loudly while using Baidu Maps. They went through every store on a street one by one, and listed the store they thought was the most deceptive as a key target for elimination, especially those that had deceived them before. They would rather kill more than let them go. In the end, they found that among the computer cities on a street, even if they killed three out of two, there would definitely be some that slipped through the net.

They are all unscrupulous businessmen.

The two quickly made a list of entities, called it the List of Punishment for Corrupt Merchants, and handed it to BG4MSR.

Instruct her to search each house one by one according to the form.

Banxia was walking alone on the road, dragging her cart. It was a cloudy day, without the sun. The sky and the city were both gray. She walked in the middle of the road, every step on the double yellow line.

There was no one on the road, but there were old, empty cars parked in a mess on the road and sidewalk, covered with mud and fallen leaves. Occasionally, a vehicle blocked the road, and the girl would bypass it. There was also cow dung blocking the road, and the girl would also bypass it and walk slowly forward.

There were white-barked sycamore trees planted in the green belts on both sides of the road. The buildings along the way were very silent. Banxia looked left and right, at the colorful signs hanging low above the sidewalk. There were "Yifeng Pharmacy", "China Merchants Bank", and "Huamei Beauty Hospital". Some doors were closed and some were open. Banxia occasionally stopped to look inside. She could hold her chest high like a queen, but unfortunately no one cheered wherever she went. This was her city alone.

It is also a city with only one person.

Banxia looked down at the list in her hand, which included BaiNaohui, SEG Plaza, Pacific Security, and Jiangsu Provincial Radio Administration Bureau. The focus was on the Jiangsu Provincial Radio Administration Bureau because there was a relay station there.

She didn't know what a repeater station was, so BG4MXH described it to her as a black rectangle with a metal shell and a handle, which housed two small amateur base stations. It looked like a computer host, but was shorter and fatter than a computer host.

"You carry the load, and I'll lead the horse!"

Banxia hummed softly.

"Welcome the sunrise and say goodbye to the sunset——!"

Wang Ning and Bai Zhen sent the people from Nanjing University out the door, then sat on the sofa together and breathed a sigh of relief.

People from Nanjing University are more difficult to deal with than those from the Municipal Party Committee.

They lay on the couch, covering their faces with their hands and taking deep breaths.

"Old Zhao is such a dick."

"Old Zhao is such a jerk."

Zhao Bowen was quite cunning. Wang Ning and Bai Zhen thought that Professor Zhao had arranged everything in an orderly manner before he left. Whether it was the Municipal Party Committee or Nanjing University, they sent people to the door to provide people with resources to solve problems. But Zhao didn't say anything. He told the Municipal Party Committee that his friend in the Wu Committee had intercepted suspected foreign spy communications and asked the Municipal Party Committee and the security department to investigate. He told his colleagues in Nanjing University that his friend's computer was infected with an unheard-of rare virus. When it was turned on, it automatically played the pornographic films in the hard disk in a loop. No matter what he did, he couldn't solve it. Could you help to come and fix it? So he came excitedly.

As soon as I walked in, I asked where the computer was?

Both Mr. Bai and Mr. Wang were confused.

The two spent a whole afternoon explaining the matter clearly. During that time, they angrily called Zhao Bowen, who argued on the other end that you have to trick people over first before you can make them listen carefully to what you are saying.

You can send emails, materials, or lose your temper to others over the air, but nothing is as good as talking clearly in person.

If you really want to convince someone, you must have a face-to-face meeting. You cannot expect to finalize any important matter online. Otherwise, people may say "yeah" and "yeah" on WeChat the day before, but forget about it once you wake up.

You have to let him sit in front of you!

The distance between you and the other person cannot exceed two meters!

You have to spit your spit in his face!

You have to pin him to the wall to stop him from running away!

You want to wall-bang him!

Wall-dong!

Lao Zhao was giving a passionate speech on the other end of the phone, and I didn't know who he was talking to.

Therefore, the most difficult step is to invite these gods and Buddhas to come in person.

He has helped me solve the most difficult part. What else do you want?

Fortunately, the efforts of Wang Ning and Bai Zhen were not in vain. Both groups expressed that they would report the matter to their superiors and would follow up and visit them for further investigation on another day.

"Will they take this seriously?" Bai Zhen asked.

"Who knows." Wang Ning said, "If it were me, I would just go home and write a report and put it on my boss's desk. It would be none of my business whether the report was seen by others later. I would go to get off work and pick up my kids from school as usual."

"This is why you've always been suffering from deputy department disease." Bai Zhen pointed at him, "You're not proactive in your work."

"Do you think you won't suffer from deputy department disease if you are proactive in your work?" Wang Ning sneered. "Anyway, I've let it go. When I retire, I'll open a restaurant."

“What’s the point of opening a restaurant?”

"Become the director."

"Your dream is unlikely to come true. In three years at the shortest, five years at the longest, we will all be finished." Bai Zhen sighed, "How is Lao Zhao's progress? Where is he now?"

"Shanghai," Wang Ning replied. "In the Eighth Hospital. He said this is the last stage."

"The Eighth Hospital?" Bai Zhen asked, "Which Eighth Hospital? He was finally beaten into the hospital?"

"The Eighth Research Institute of China Aerospace Science and Technology Corporation."

Bai Zhen was stunned and a little puzzled.

"The Eighth Academy of China Aerospace Science and Technology Corporation? What is he doing there?"

(End of this chapter)