Xie Lin was focused on going out with the fat man and was unaware that all the artifacts he had taken in, along with the portion he had previously rolled into his space, had been copied and doubled.
After all copies were made, the same area in the original world emitted a deafening wail that seemed to pierce the sky.
The cultural relics that were bought with real money have disappeared without a trace.
They've all flown away.
"Ugly, there's a dragon head here, and then another one over there with a 'biu' sound, and the bottle is also going 'biubiubiu', does Stinky Egg know that?"
“My brother probably doesn’t know. Only we saw it. The ones with tables here must have been collected by my brother, and the ones without tables here grew on their own.”
"But why did it grow on its own, and it's exactly the same? We're also in Brother's Space, so why didn't we grow another Little Master?"
The two snakes hissed. (The vegetables grew on their own.)
“That’s different. Vegetables naturally grow, but this is an inanimate object that grows suddenly.”
The five children lay on the recliners, discussing something in a daze while looking up at the sky.
"Why hasn't that stinky egg taken us out yet after ordering so much? He ordered everything, how are we supposed to order anything else?"
"My brother might be in a bad place, and many people might be exposed. Let's wait a bit longer."
"Alright, Shishi is hungry, let's eat first. Eldest and second eldest, go get your bowls. After you finish eating, harvest the vegetables in the field. Don't grow old."
Stinky Egg has to follow me around every day, so I don't have time to work in the space. It would be great if there was someone specifically to do the work in the space.
Hiss. (Okay.)
Eat your fill before you go play.
The five of them were having a meal in the space when Xie Lin ran into an acquaintance.
After the fat man came up from the basement, he took a different elevator to the top floor, which also required fingerprint and iris scanning.
The fact that such a high-tech building could be preserved intact in the apocalypse and quickly powered up shows that it was a powerful institution.
On the top floor, he saw many white coats and all sorts of instruments.
He didn't recognize the people, didn't understand the instruments, and had no interest in them. Just as he was thinking of searching for something, he saw Old Man Feng, who was also wearing a white coat.
It's Old Man Feng from this world.
"Has the antidote been successfully improved?"
"The data is not ideal. We tested it on a second-tier zombie this morning, and it still melts the crystal core. We need to continue our research."
How long will it take?
"It's not certain yet. Based on the current data, it would be very difficult to retain superpowers."
“Even if it’s difficult, we must continue our research. You need to know that there are more zombie ability users than surviving ability users. Having such a powerful team would be beneficial to the country in every way. China is foolish, but we can’t be foolish.”
"Artificial rainmaking is a good method; it can save the lives of zombies. But what's the point of turning them into useless humans to fill the ranks? What I want is absolute strength."
"As long as we have a large and powerful force, becoming a world superpower will be a piece of cake. What will China be then?"
The fat man had a gloomy expression.
Upon hearing the voice, the two people who were speaking turned around. The man in the white coat nodded respectfully. "Yes, sir, I will continue to work hard."
Xie Lin's face darkened when he saw the densely packed data.
He copied it again; he didn't understand pharmacology, but he could remember some key words.
That old geezer sold artifacts in that world, and here he's just as incorrigible, stealing the data on the zombie antidote he gave to Zhou Heng and giving it to outsiders.
People like that don't deserve to live.
Want to make improvements?
hehe.
"Sir, have you found the spatial ability user who stole the artifacts?"
Feng Kun told the man in the white coat to get back to work, and he sat down in the rest area with the fat man.
"Old Feng, we haven't found that despicable thief yet. Once we do, we'll dig out his crystal core."
The fat man gritted his teeth, his entire body trembling with rage.
Feng Kun stroked his chin, as if he had thought of something.
"Sir, this was obviously done by someone from China. With transportation paralyzed, he definitely can't leave the country. It shouldn't be difficult to find him by searching all the people from China."
Leaving the country?
Xie Lin then realized that this was not the territory of the Dragon Kingdom, so how did the small gate end up in a foreign country?
The fat man snorted, "You Chinese are despicable. This is a national treasure, passed down from our ancestors. What right does he have to steal it?"
"Yes, yes, it's your stuff. That thief deserves to die."
Feng Kun bowed and scraped, showing none of the arrogance he had displayed at the base.
"I've already had someone carry out the method you suggested. Regardless of whether they are spatial ability users or not, any Chinese citizen with ulterior motives will not be allowed to leave the country alive."
The fat man's arrogant attitude, as if saying "those who oppose me will perish," amused Xie Lin.
They can't even speak properly, yet they claim Chinese cultural relics as their treasures. How shameless!
If I didn't need him to get downstairs, I would have loved to chop him up with a knife.
Just then, a man in a security guard uniform rushed over, muttering a long string of words that Xie Lin couldn't hear clearly, but the fat man looked terrible, indicating that the situation was serious.
"Old Feng, your great-grandson has been captured by superhumans from China. They are asking you to find a way to get them out of the country."
Feng Kun's expression changed drastically. "How is this possible? How did they infiltrate the base? Isn't there military personnel stationed there?"
With his eldest grandson and granddaughter missing, he only had his great-grandson left, who was the root of the Feng family and absolutely could not be harmed.
The fat man glared at him. "Do you think the military is omnipotent? If it were, why would I invest heavily in researching and preserving the superpowers of zombies?"
"You know perfectly well that a single spatial ability user can withstand an army of thousands."
“Square spaces are one in ten thousand, and among the survivors, we couldn’t even find ten thousand ordinary space ability users. Didn’t you say there were very few Dragon Kingdom survivors here? How could there be a square space?”
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