Chapter 119

"After testing, the air pollution index has fluctuated between 70 and 85 in the past seven days. The air quality standard is assessed as [good], which is out of the dangerous range and can be used for human activities and residence."

A thorny mutant, codenamed [Thorn].

Ever since Wen Xin accidentally discovered that his ability could devour polluted matter, and was nearly blinded by the young man's encouragement and surprised smile, he has been on the road of eradicating pollution and has never looked back.

Now, not only is his work efficiency outstanding, he has also been promoted to the team leader of the entire action planning, leading the entire team to achieve rapid progress in pollution cleanup.

At this moment, after finishing the report, Jing Ji looked at the young ruler of City G, swallowed his saliva imperceptibly, and handed the record report on the testing instrument to the other party.

Wen Xin took the records handed over by the other party and patiently read every page.

The staff members were just as nervous as the team leader, and they held their breath, waiting for the test results.

Until the young man raised his head, smiled and nodded in praise: "Everyone did a great job."

In an instant, Jing Ji let out a long breath, with happiness and pride in his eyes. Everyone's face was full of smiles, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Wen Xin handed the data to the relieved inspector and instructed the secretary assistant beside him: "Notify the engineering team later and ask them to come over for a field survey. Seize the time to invest in the construction of the residential area."

After hearing this, some of the staff's eyes seemed to light up, and they made faces at Jing Ji and mouthed words to urge him silently.

Jing Ji immediately thought of the housing issue that everyone was concerned about, and whispered, "I know, don't rush me, I'll go ask right away."

After saying this, he licked his cracked lips nervously, and turned to Wen Xin, hesitating: "That..."

Before he could finish his words, Wen Xin suddenly remembered something and patted Jing Ji's shoulder. He said seriously, "Thank you for your hard work during this period. This contaminated area can be decontaminated in such a short time. Everyone who participated in this mission has made an invaluable contribution."

"So, based on the original rewards, all staff members who participated in this mission will have the right to choose the address first according to their contribution, and all construction costs will be reimbursed as long as they do not exceed the prescribed amount."

The staff present were stunned by the sudden surprise and turned around, calming down and excitedly asking, "What do you mean?"

The secretary was dumbfounded and tried to persuade him in a low voice: "Sir, please think about it again. This fee..."

The young man waved his hand to him, turned to the crowd, and confirmed the surprise with a smile: "I will build your house."

It was like pouring cold water into a frying pan, and the audience immediately erupted into enthusiastic cheers.

Wen Xin looked at everyone who was so happy and smiled.

The entire city of G is faced with a mountain of problems. It is not just one area’s environmental pollution that needs to be addressed, and young people’s schedules are also fully booked.

They could not stay here for long before continuing to the Diplomatic Reception Center to try to get the lowest price for daily necessities from several traders.

The staff members were talking to each other as they gathered around the abandoned land, excitedly discussing where to build their new home.

As the person who has put in the most effort and made the greatest contribution in this mission, Thorn is inevitably harassed by the team members. What if he is chosen to go to the same place as the captain, wouldn't that be a false alarm?

Jing Ji seemed to agree, but in fact his eyes were following the young man who was walking away.

The secretary rubbed his brows and cited the huge expenses recently invested in various aspects of G City as an example. He was quite dissatisfied with Wen Xin's lavish spending just now.

Even when the secretary questioned his decision, the young leader remained calm, and when he heard those strings of sky-high figures, he responded naturally.

If I hadn't known it a long time ago, I wouldn't be able to know it by heart and deal with it with ease.

It seems that Wen Xin is well aware of the fact that G City is short of money. The secretary opened his mouth, but was completely speechless. When he was hanging his head in despair, he heard Wen Xin mention something else.

The secretary opened her mouth wide in surprise, "But isn't that your private property? Are you going to use it?"

Wen Xin was both amused and confused: "What do you mean by privately-owned? The specifications of those things are measured in tons. How can I use them all by myself?"

Speaking of private property, Jing Ji remembered an incident that happened five days after Wen Xin took control of City G. Every day, transport convoys delivered various daily necessities to the city.

Warm clothing, tents, lighting energy, tools for digging, reclamation and farming, food suitable for long-term storage... It is said that those things came from warm friends, those powerful rulers.

Wen Xin immediately distributed all the things, and the short-term survival problem that had been troubling everyone was solved.

However, the people who received help did not have the face to take all the supplies openly, so the secretary took the lead in classifying the remaining supplies as Wen Xin's private property and preserving them.

But Wen Xin didn't want to own any private property. Even the workers who were doing the pollution removal wanted to seek advance benefits for themselves, and the secretary around him thought it was normal to own private property.

The hearing of people with special abilities is stronger than that of ordinary people.

When Jing Ji heard Wen Xin say to the secretary that he wanted to use his private property to benefit the staff, he couldn't help but push the team members away and ran towards Wen Xin in three or two steps.

"Wen...Executor!"

The title of executive officer is a recent one.

After the end of the world, the original political system collapsed completely. The major survivor bases established a new management position - executive officer - based on their internal organizational composition and structure.

Executing strategies and carrying out orders, he is essentially still a worker, serving the supreme ruler of the base.

However, Wen Xin was unwilling to take the sole position of leader. Even though his rule over G City had become a fact, he still stubbornly imposed layers of shackles on himself.

During the most difficult period of scavenging and reclamation, the young executive officer ate and lived with his subordinates, and did not allow others to treat him with generous gifts, nor did he allow himself to have special treatment. There was not enough supplies to distribute, and the young man was definitely the last one to get it... or perhaps the one who got nothing at all.

Taken together, this self-imposed severity is appalling.

Wen Xin stopped, turned around and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Jing Ji stopped and slowed down his pounding heart, but was blinded by a sudden flash of light and glanced behind the young man.

The place where the crowd stood was a wasteland where the pollution index had just dropped. Apart from the strong and powerful psychics, there were almost no people there.

But behind Wen Xin, the whole world seemed to be divided by the charred soil that had been badly bombed, unfolding a beautiful picture depicting the fireworks of the human world.

Temporary wooden houses were built in a staggered pattern, and the streets were swept clean. People walked on the road, all with a relaxed look on their faces, customers and merchants bargained, and adults carried children on their shoulders... The cheerful and lively atmosphere extended all the way and sank straight into the warm morning light on the horizon.

The young executive officer stood alone in front of this bustling scene, his posture straight and his profile extremely deep.

Those eyes were no longer youthful and immature, but gentle in their calmness, as if they contained the mountains and moonlight, complementing the prosperity that was beginning to emerge behind him.

It is not wrong to say that they complement each other. Because the executive is selfless and sets an example, the people under him dare not act arbitrarily and enrich themselves even if they get power.

Only in this way can everyone settle down quickly and the precarious order of humanity can sprout new green on this barren land.

Jing Ji was speechless for a moment, and then he was fascinated and couldn't extricate himself. He felt as if fireworks exploded in his chest, shining brightly.

Seeing that the person was dumbfounded and had no reaction, Wen Xin was suspicious: "What's wrong?"

Jing Ji's eyes burned, and he blurted out what was in his mind: "Executive Officer, do I have the honor to pursue..."

Before he finished speaking, a chill like lightning shot straight up from his brain to his spinal cord.

Jingji's pupils trembled violently, and suddenly he couldn't even speak, as if a sharp claw had grasped his throat, looking down at him from above with murderous intent.

Wen Xin looked at Jing Ji's gradually dilating pupils, his expression changed instantly, and he grabbed him and asked, "Jing Ji? Jing Ji!"

The murderous intent suddenly dissipated, and Jing Ji, freed from his restraints, knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, with cold sweat on his forehead, as if he had almost drowned in the sea.

He raised his head in panic and saw a huge black beast squatting on the city hall building in the distance.

The pitch-black beast coiled its tail around the building, almost covering the entire floor. Its limbs were strong and powerful, and its majestic figure was intimidating.

Those golden pupils glowed with an icy light as they stared at them fiercely with an uncontrollable cruelty and brutality in their eyes, just like the legendary evil dragon that occupied the princess's castle.

"...No, it's okay. I'm fine."

Jing Ji shuddered, and with the help of Wen Xin, he stood up with weak hands and feet.

Before he could open his mouth, the sharp-eyed executive glanced to the side and looked towards the city hall with awareness.

The dark beast changed its expression in a second.

It stretched its neck as if nothing had happened and looked around the city, as if it had not been distracted for a moment, and was doing its duty and responsibility to intimidate the scoundrels from all directions who dared to covet G City.

Suddenly, the dark beast's eyes became sharp and it let out a low dragon roar.

An invisible wind and wave swept out, and Wen Xin and his companions had good hearing, so they heard the explosion coming from the south of the city almost at the same time.

The guards formed by the superpowers hurried over. Not long after, the leader came back and reported the situation to Wen Xin.

Similar infiltration attacks have occurred many times, but with Tyrannosaurus guarding City G, no force has ever successfully broken through.

Wen Xin nodded seriously, and from an angle where no one else could see, he secretly gave Tyrannosaurus a thumbs up.

Across the long street of several kilometers, Tyrannosaurus saw the gestures of the young executive hiding behind his back, with a smile on his face.

That chilling pressure seemed to disappear at this moment.

Jing Ji felt relieved and touched his throat with a lingering fear. Before he could figure out why he had angered the scary dinosaur, he heard Wen Xin ask him with concern, "What happened to you just now? Are you feeling unwell?"

In an instant, the oppressive feeling that disappeared from Jing Ji came back again, and it was even more powerful than before, like a mountain pressing down on him, almost making him fall to the ground.

The thorns resisted with difficulty, facing the Tyrannosaurus's cool golden eyes from a distance, and suddenly came up with an incredible guess as if he had thought of something quickly.

Could it be that this monster has a desire to possess Wen Xin?

A mutant actually treats humans... It's ridiculous!

Jing Ji didn't care about being afraid and wanted to turn around and ask the young man if he had noticed that the monster had such dark and dirty intentions towards him.

But the intense fear oppressed him, making it difficult for him to even open his mouth.

After a long while, Jing Ji waved his hands with difficulty: "No, I just feel uncomfortable. Maybe I'm too tired recently."

Wen Xin intuitively felt that something was wrong with his condition, but when he turned to the Tyrannosaurus, everything was normal and no psychic had sneaked in to attack.

He called a few people and asked them to take Jingji back to rest, and told them to give him the next two days off and lie down at home.

Thorn struggled in the team members' hands and wanted to say something, but an invisible force sealed his mouth in time.

The secretary witnessed all this and was hesitant to speak.

Ting Xiaoshu, Scarface's cousin, is a cargo transporter at a military factory in the southern region. He originally studied market management but was suddenly fired after the end of the world.

Later, with the help of his scar-faced cousin, he taught himself biochemistry in college. He thought he would work hard in the biochemical research department of a military weapons factory, but unexpectedly, a chance encounter fell from the sky and he became a member of Wen Xin's team. He was entrusted with important tasks and worked hard as a secretary.

However, the light had not been emitted for long before the secretary discovered the outrageous feelings of her boss, partner Long, for her boss.

The secretary couldn't believe it and thought there was something wrong with her brain.

But the key point is that Tyrannosaurus only appears restrained and harmless when facing Wen Xin. Any other creature is not worth it to hide its ferocity.

With such a comparison, it is obvious!

The secretary stole a glance at the dark beast in the distance, then looked at her boss who was unusually slow in this regard. With her own indescribable fucked-up mentality, she tried for the umpteenth time: "Sir, do you feel that the way Yuan Yanzhong looked at you is a little more eager?"

The original rock is Xiao Hei's new name.

Wen Xin pondered over it for half the night, and finally realized in helplessness that his name was useless. So he read various ancient poems and essays all night, and suddenly came across this sentence.

——Hold on to the green mountains and never let go. The roots are in the broken rocks. After thousands of blows, it remains strong, no matter which direction the wind blows. *

"Eager?" Wen Xin turned around and looked into Tyrannosaurus' eyes again.

The gigantic dinosaur stood proudly between heaven and earth. When it noticed the young man's gaze, its gaze softened towards him.

That glance seemed to make the dull young executive feel an emotion that he had never expressed.

Wen Xintong paused, joking that he was overthinking, and explained calmly: "I have encountered several accidents before, and now I have become the target of public criticism. Yan Zhong may be afraid that something will happen to me, so he is particularly concerned about my safety."

Secretary: “…” He wanted to reveal the truth, but he was afraid that the Tyrannosaurus Rex was watching him hungrily and he would lose his life.

On the way to the external reception room, the assistant carried a briefcase in his hand, and the secretary took out important documents and handed them to Wen Xin.

From dawn to dusk, the group was either on the road meeting people or in the conference room planning the deployment of G City and processing official documents.

Road and lane construction, water, heating and electricity, refugee resettlement, farmland cultivation, traffic safety and sanitation...

Only when you try these things yourself will you realize how complicated the details are and how many problems you will encounter in promoting them.

For many issues involving professional fields, Wen Xin could not get references from books, nor could he seek help from Wen Jinfeng who was far away in the northwest. He could only entrust the help to the professionals who came to him one after another.

But although these people have rich knowledge and sophisticated professional skills, they are not without their own ulterior motives. So Wen Xin has to be wary of them forming cliques and doing some shady things.

Wen Xin was so busy that he had no time to rest. His time was almost completely occupied by these things. It was common for him to not sleep for three days and three nights.

It's because his physique is different from that of ordinary people, otherwise he would have developed a lot of illnesses sooner or later.

In the eyes of outsiders, the young CEO is undoubtedly the epitome of tenacity and strength. He never seems to get tired or defeated.

Even the B-class psychic following beside him cried out that he could not bear it, but Wen Xin was still able to chew coffee beans to refresh himself while accurately pointing out the problems and omissions in the project.

Until this day, Wen Xin had never stopped reading official documents at home. It seemed that the tense nerves had finally relaxed, making him extremely sleepy. He turned the pages of the book with one hand and supported his forehead with the other, his eyelids trembling and drooping.

The light shone on his pale face. His eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a small fan-shaped shadow. The dark circle under his eye sockets was shocking.

The Tyrannosaurus, who had been reading silently nearby, finally couldn't stand it anymore and "ripped" the young man off the desk, staring at him sternly.

But before he could open his mouth to ask, the young executive suddenly put his arms around him and hugged him.

The shampoo business has long ceased production, and now people take a bath either with stock soap or crude soap. Some people even found soapberry trees in the abandoned courtyard, in addition to apricot trees and pear trees, which seemed to be the hobby of the previous owner.

Logically speaking, there should be no scent of grass in the original rock.

But when Wen Xin took the initiative to pounce on him, the smell that haunted his soul once again came to his mind, making him feel subconsciously embarrassed and hugging the young man in panic.

"Xiao Hei..." Wen Xin was still used to calling Tyrannosaurus by his nickname.

The thin lips opened and closed, and Yuan Yanzhong had only witnessed how powerful they were during the day - in full view of the public, it was these seemingly soft lips that spoke sharply like a machine gun, criticizing the lazy management team and making them feel ashamed.

Now, it only utters words that are so soft that they sound like coquettishness: "I am so happy!"

Wen Xin's eyebrows were curved.

"They are alive and well, and they seem to be happy here, planning to stay here for a long time."

The young executive officer was extremely sleepy, and seemed to smell a reassuring scent from the man. His eyelids drooped like a chicken pecking at rice, and he spoke in a weak voice: "Great, I will definitely, definitely protect them..."

Yuan Yanzhong hugged Wen Xin, who had lost almost half a circle of weight without realizing it. She was annoyed that the young man did not take his body seriously, but at the same time she could not bear to blame the joy in his words that was like jumping stars.

After a while, he seemed helpless and patted the young man lightly on the back with his backhand.

"good."

It’s all up to you.

The days passed one after another, and when Wen Xin came to his senses, the temperature had dropped another degree, the scaled vipers came and went from the east, and the purple squirrel's scarf was almost finished.

The guests who received the invitations couldn't wait to come, bringing their gifts.

【Author’s words】

Hold fast to the green mountain and never let go, the roots are in the broken rocks. After thousands of blows, it remains strong, no matter which direction the wind blows. - From "Bamboo and Rock" by Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty

Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated me with nutrient solution during 2023-07-05 23:57:41~2023-07-09 23:57:43~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 bunny who wanted to be a rice bug;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: JCY, Timeless. 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of 503 and 305; 10 bottles of Jiaoqibao; 9 bottles of Qiwu; 6 bottles of Superiority; 5 bottles of Happy Sea Urchin F and Lala La; 4 bottles of Yan, Pang Bai, and Wenfeng; 3 bottles of Mu Nanzhi; 1 bottle of Corpse, Lan, and Aba Aba Aba;

Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!