However, there are only a few people with storage space, and even if the space is large, it cannot reach the size of tens of thousands of acres of fertile land. Although the blizzard has passed, the growth of crops still takes time, and plant-based superpowers cannot make these crops grow instantly.
Even when harvesting leeks, you have to wait for them to grow a bit. It's not that we're not providing food to the people, but rather that the national treasury is truly empty.
The leaders of the Doomsday Beacon also faced a difficult situation. When the signs of empty granaries first appeared, the leader took the lead in proposing to eat only two meals a day.
Even for the top leader, the meat dishes in the meals were just a little bit of minced meat. The high-intensity work every day, coupled with a maximum of one meat dish and one vegetable dish a day, made everyone visibly thinner.
As for the goods that some people hoard in their personal spaces, those belong to the country's reserve grain reserves and will not be taken out unless absolutely necessary.
As for Shi Yin, when she was at the Doomsday Beacon, the Commander and Nan Zhu could at least watch her eat two meals a day. But most of the time, Shi Yin wasn't there at all, and they couldn't tell whether she was eating or not.
The leaders of the W security zone finally cleared an area for the helicopter to land, and even with bodyguards around, it was easy to see the chaos that was almost overflowing.
"Shiyin, tone it down a bit." The commander couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he saw Shiyin's cold face and bad temper.
"I'm here to back you up, why should I hold back?" Shi Yin calmly lifted her trench coat, revealing the gun at her waist: "Commander, uphold your principles of being a righteous person. As for me, the villain, I should occasionally do what villains are supposed to do."
After saying that, Shi Yin was the first to jump off the plane.
Nan Zhu, who followed, hesitated for a moment, but still obeyed the initial order and stayed on the plane behind the commander-in-chief for the time being.
There were quite a few reporters and drones taking aerial photos around, and these things can't be prohibited. Kitakyokawa originally wanted to come along to at least provide some positive coverage, but Tokine firmly refused and stayed at the Doomsday Beacon.
Nan Zhu could already guess that the reporters around him were probably just there to watch the show, and that it was highly unlikely that anyone would speak up for them in tomorrow's reports.
"Alright, what exactly happened?" Shi Yin jumped off the plane.
When Qi Su, who came to pick up the leader, saw the leader sitting motionless in the helicopter, cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
He had met Shi Yin before. The chaos in the W safe zone had exceeded expectations, which was why he was transferred from Doomsday Beacon to try to calm the public. He had also met Shi Yin at Doomsday Beacon.
Although he had only met Shi Yin a few times, the words "cold-blooded and ruthless" had been used countless times by others.
"That's right, because of inadequate living conditions, the people... may be somewhat dissatisfied." Qi Su hunched over, sweat beading on his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it away.
The oppressive aura emanating from Shi Yin was simply too overwhelming. Qi Su thought he had prepared himself mentally before coming, but when Shi Yin stood in front of him, her cold, dark eyes filled him with fear.
She looked like an ordinary little girl in the photo, at most about the same age as his daughter.
"You call this a little dissatisfied?" Shi Yin crossed her arms and looked around.
Soldiers and police officers held hands and desperately surrounded the city, forming a human barrier to keep the protesters who were about to rush in. People on the outside leaned out, seemingly ready to fight to the death with those inside.
“Our current grain reserves are really not abundant. Although we have explained this many times, many people still don’t believe us.” Qi Su swallowed. “We have tried very hard to persuade people, but the effect is not very good.”
At this point, Qi Su seemed to feel that his words lacked confidence, and quickly added, "Please give us some more time. We will definitely come up with a suitable solution within three days."
"Haven't we already sent you here for over a month? If you can't figure it out after a month, then heaven will be of use?" Shi Yin chuckled as she took out her gun and cocked it. "Go, pour the commander a glass of water."
Qi Su: "Miss Shi Yin..."
Shi Yin: "Go."
Qi Su's shoulders twitched, and not only his shoulders, but his legs were also shaking a little.
After hesitating for a moment, Qi Su still chose to obey. On the surface, Shi Yin was Shi Yin's subordinate, but everyone in the Doomsday Beacon knew that the two were at least equals.
"Alright, what are you blocking? Let them in." Shi Yin walked down the stairs from the helicopter docking platform.
A gentle breeze lifted her long hair, a few strands of white hair mixed in with her jet-black coat, which danced in the wind. The equally dark pistol in her hand was not conspicuous in the sunlight, but it was particularly eerie.
She walked down step by step, not so much to reason with, but more like to settle accounts.
"This... Lady Shiyin, please don't go forward, be careful that people don't accidentally hurt you." The captain of the bodyguard team was covered in sweat. He was worried about being punished when he got back from such a chaotic scene.
"Get out! You lackey!"
"Everyone who does human experiments deserves to die! Why don't you do it yourself?!"
"That's right, you eat well and dress well, but we have nothing, we don't have enough to eat or wear!"
"..."
"Have you written down those who say they're starving and freezing?" Shi Yin leaned against the railing and looked at the bodyguard captain beside her: "Give them enough to eat and wear, then send them to the front lines."
The crowd fell silent for a moment, and the person who had just spoken was suddenly like a chicken with its neck being choked, unable to utter a sound.
"We just want some food and clothes, is this how you retaliate against us?" someone asked weakly.
"Do you mean sending you to the front lines to defend our country is revenge?" Shi Yin retorted.
"…………"
Shi Yin suddenly elevated this statement to a higher level, causing some people to lose their confidence.
"Why don't those who are dissatisfied with their voluntary exile, which happens once a month, sign off on it?" Shi Yin scoffed. "Could it be that they crave protection but are unwilling to pay the price?"
"In short, your policies are inherently unreasonable. Why should you eat and drink well while we starve in the back?" A man, his face flushed and looking very agitated, said, "You are all healthy and radiant. You must open your granaries and provide us with relief!"
"That's right, we want to eat!"
"We need supplies and daily necessities!"
"The supplies in each safe zone should be about the same. Didn't you get any?" Shi Yin asked the bodyguard captain beside her.
"It's been divided, definitely divided, everyone gets a share." The bodyguard captain assured him, holding up three fingers.
Even if they are greedy, they know they can't profit from the national crisis. If they are caught embezzling these supplies, it won't be as simple as being shot.
Back then, the Doomsday Beacon headquarters declared that anyone who dared to engage in corruption would have their entire family implicated. Although it didn't quite reach the level of an ancient "nine generations of relatives" game, it was still a form of collective punishment.
We sat together in a row in prison, eating fruit.
I heard that those who were arrested for corruption and treason were along with their entire families, including infants as young as a few years old, and were thrown into prison. Being thrown into prison was considered good, at least they had a place to stay.
Some I heard were given absolutely no supplies and were simply abandoned in the wild.
"Not enough! This isn't even enough to fill our stomachs!" it was the same man shouting. "We've toiled most of our lives, can't we even have a decent meal?!"
"that is!"
"Tsk." Shi Yin drew the gun from her waist, a hint of impatience in her eyes. "In that case, let's save our energy. Not everyone is brainless; there are only 20,000 people here, after all."
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