But me not eating it and you not giving it to me are completely different things. So the scene that Xiao Yi and Fan Zun had been waiting for finally began to unfold.
When the atmosphere reached this point, Wu Jie, with a pale face, inevitably appeared before everyone, tears welling in his eyes. He then apologized to everyone with great sorrow, expressing his own incompetence and inability to fight for better rights for everyone.
Everyone felt that even someone as powerful as Wu Jie had groveled to such an extent, yet still couldn't secure their due rights. The seeds of resistance within their hearts immediately began to sprout. Incidentally, some also thought of the supplies. Finally, at everyone's fervent request, the supplies were "requisitioned." After the requisition was complete, everyone unanimously decided to accept the mission.
Three days of preparation were enough for the supplies to vanish into thin air. Of the 500 people, there were bound to be some with spatial abilities, so what about the supplies they couldn't carry? Metal-powered psychics simply wrapped the supplies and then cleverly integrated them into the warehouse. Three days later, at nine o'clock in the morning, no one noticed, and no one saw them off. And so, over 500 people, in a mighty procession of three large polar vehicles, set off.
It was still a small room that could only fit a bed, but it was indeed much warmer now. After all, there was fuel, so there was no need to endure the cold. The temperature outside was nearly 90 degrees below zero, but inside the car it was 10 degrees above zero. Xiao Yi found a comfortable position, covered with a blanket, and the electric blanket under him was also transmitting heat energy. He did not look like a soldier going to the battlefield. Instead, he looked like a traveler on a train. Wherever he went, he would stay there. Because they enjoyed the feeling of being on the road during the journey more.
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