The atmosphere on their side was tense and confrontational.
Suddenly, the sound of propellers spinning "swish, swish, swish" came from outside. They were familiar with this sound; it was from a helicopter.
Jiang Wan was standing close to the window. She moved a few steps, walked over, and peered out. She saw a familiar helicopter taking off and flying away.
The helicopter looked familiar; she recognized it, or rather, the topic they were discussing was related to it.
This is an unmanned helicopter sent by Longcheng to issue missions. If nothing unexpected happens, there is also a mission-issuing robot inside.
Zhang Hao also heard the commotion, but he didn't move. He just stared at Cheng Zhen with a sinister look in his eyes, a half-smile on his face, and said:
"See that? That's the Dragon City Supply Bureau's private plane. Should I call them down now so you can ask them about the specifics of the mission yourself?"
Cheng Zhen gave a cold laugh: "Fine, then call him down."
Zhang Hao was clearly taken aback. He hadn't expected that the other party would actually respond to his deliberately provocative statement. Now it was Zhang Hao's turn to be embarrassed.
How could he possibly stop the envoy from Longcheng just because he wanted to?
Today, after the envoy arrived in Vermilion City and issued his mission, he asked for an empty room, saying he wanted to rest and did not allow anyone to disturb him. Even though he was the city lord of Vermilion City, he was not allowed to be received. This left him feeling both angry and frustrated.
Ha, it's just a robot, what's it so arrogant about?!
But he only dared to think these words in his heart and did not dare to say them aloud.
Even though he is now the leader of all the southern cities and a powerful figure in the south, he still doesn't have the strength to challenge the authority of Dragon City in this oxygen-deficient apocalypse. To put it bluntly, in this oxygen-deficient apocalypse, he still has to rely on Dragon City to survive.
Cheng Zhen looked at him with a half-smile, her gaze extremely provocative.
He clearly saw the other person's cowardly appearance, then straightened up and straightened his clothes:
"Since Dragon City has assigned a task of 1,000 tons, then City Lord Zhang should hurry up and arrange for people to go out and cut bamboo. We are just a group of refugees, so we won't disturb City Lord Zhang's task deployment here."
As he spoke, he gave him a mocking look, then walked out, saying as if remarking, "1,000 tons of bamboo, that's no small amount. Good luck."
Zhang Hao was so angry he almost fell over. In fact, the task assigned by Longcheng this time was 500 tons.
But he knew that the task leaderboard was actually manipulated behind the scenes; the city that completed more tasks would be more likely to rank higher.
For example, in the previous All Asia City, they were able to rank first and receive news of the massive volcanic eruption and violent tectonic plate movement in the south as a mission reward, which was actually because they provided an absolute excess of bamboo.
And Xiangcheng, who just followed the rules and completed the task on time, was bound to be ranked lower, wasn't he? And they still expected to get extra rewards? Wasn't that just wishful thinking?
Because of this precedent, he increased the number of tasks himself, hoping for unknown extra rewards later. However, he didn't want to shoulder all the burden of these tasks, which is why he thought of the refugees he had just taken in.
Didn't they want to stay in Cinnabar City? Did they think that staying in Cinnabar City would mean they wouldn't have to pay any price?
Since that's the case, why not let them cut down these 1,000 tons of bamboo?
He had a grand plan, but he never expected Cheng Zhen to reject him so decisively and without any mercy.
He had never met Cheng Zhen before and didn't know he had such a reckless and troublesome personality, realizing he had been careless.
Seeing that they were about to leave, Zhang Hao couldn't hold back any longer. He stood up abruptly and slammed his hand on the table:
"If you want to remain in Vermilion City, and if you want to build additional walls outside my city walls, you have to complete this task whether you like it or not!"
"So what if we don't finish? You think you can kick us out? Heh, not so easy."
It's easy to invite someone, but hard to send them away. Zhang Hao understood this principle. He could order them all to be annihilated, but the other side was no pushover either. If the two sides fought in the city, it would be the innocent people of Zhusha City who would suffer.
In this oxygen-deficient apocalypse, the human population is extremely small. If all the people in Vermilion City were to die, what would be the point of him being the city lord?
He was hesitant to act rashly, so he didn't have a better solution for Cheng Zhen and the others at the moment. His eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, and finally said:
"You think 1,000 tons is too much? I'll give you a discount, 500 tons, and you can complete the task within ten days."
Cheng Zhen gave a mocking snort: "50 tons, as our accommodation fee in Zhusha City."
50 tons? That's so little?
Zhang Hao was naturally unhappy, but before he could voice his objection, Cheng Zhen continued:
"Don't rush to refuse. If you say just one more word, I guarantee you won't get any of those 50 tons."
His tone was icy, his gaze sharp, and the coldness in his eyes as he looked back was palpable, as if shards of ice had been removed from his deep black eyes.
Zhang Hao felt a chill run down her spine from their stares. She wanted to say something, but it seemed as if her mouth was frozen shut, and she couldn't utter a single word. By the time she came to her senses and wanted to yell at them, they had already vanished without a trace.
Cheng Zhen and Jiang Wan left the administration building and headed straight for the refugee area.
Jiang Wan couldn't help but ask, "Are we really going to help him complete the task of 50 tons of bamboo?"
Cheng Zhen nodded silently, and after a long while said, "The bamboo should be cut down, and the more the better, but not for them, but for our own precautions."
Although they haven't received any missions from Dragon City, what if they do?
Moreover, the task of harvesting 1,000 tons of bamboo is not a small amount. Wild plants are no longer growing, and bamboo is no exception. In other words, the bamboo will become increasingly scarce as it is cut down.
Longcheng wants 1,000 tons now, but what about after that? As long as the giant pandas are alive, they must eat bamboo, which is an essential food for them.
So they acted first, seizing all the bamboo in the vicinity, so that it could be used as leverage in case of any future trouble.
Jiang Wan quickly understood what he meant, and nodded: "Okay, I definitely have no problem with storage space here."
She has discovered that the size of the tree hole space expands as the amount of storage increases, so no matter how much he has, the tree hole space can hold it all.
Cheng Zhen couldn't help but take her hand, turn his head to look at her, and smile slightly. His eyes were gentle, doting, and secretly gratified. Holding her hand, his thumb couldn't help but unconsciously rub her fair and delicate hand back slightly.
"Xiao Wan, it's so good to have you."
This was not a fleeting sentiment, but rather a heartfelt expression of relief and joy.
With her by his side, he hadn't gone berserk because of his volatile tendencies in a long time.
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