Chapter 84 The Truth of Sweeping
Boom, boom, boom.
The first motorcycle stopped, followed by the second and third.
A whole row of heavy motorcycles with gleaming silver light appeared on the horizon. The residents on both sides could not help but hide in their shacks and peek vaguely through the cracks in the door.
"Yohoo~"
Driving such a special motorcycle for the first time, Chen Xiao'er excitedly jumped off the bike and bounced twice on the cement road.
The classmates also got off the motorcycles one after another. They first pushed the motorcycles to the designated parking shed, and then stood in a row behind her tacitly.
I should be the cleaning team leader now, similar to the group leader in elementary school, right?
Chen Xiao'er stood obediently at the front and followed the teaching assistant until they reached the shantytown.
She glanced at the shacks along the roadside. Several thin residents were peeking out from inside. The situation was similar to her last time: mostly young people, with relatively few elderly people or children.
Why are they unwilling to leave school and settle down somewhere else?
Perhaps some families around the school run small shops, bookstores, and the like to make a living. The upscale residential area where Sister Lan works should also offer a certain level of purchasing power. Perhaps housing is also very expensive elsewhere?
"Okay, everyone, come get your tools! Don't take any you already brought, and take any extras when they break."
The teaching assistant raised his voice as he walked past the queue, pushing a cart of heavy equipment.
Chen Xiao'er, who had nothing but her shoulder bag, quickly raised her hand. "I need a broom?"
She originally thought that the cart was filled with cleaning tools, such as brooms, mops, laundry detergent, etc.
But when I turned around, I found that it was filled with crowbars, wrenches, ropes... These could be considered maintenance tools, but what were the electric saw at the bottom and the kitchen knife next to it used for?
Should I scrape off the grease with a kitchen knife and then use an electric saw to cut down the rusty telephone pole and take it away?
"Broom? If you don't have a broom, can you use this?"
The teaching assistant picked up a baseball bat with a tired look on his face and handed it over, as if he didn't want to use it.
Chen Xiao'er took the bat in a daze, and when she came to her senses, the assistant coach had already pushed the cart away.
...Hello, how do I clean with a bat?
She felt like she was being pranked again, but the classmates around her didn't laugh at her.
Moreover, the students were holding a lot of unknown objects in their hands. For example, Lin Lang was walking around with a standard gun on his shoulder, aiming once or twice into the distance from time to time.
The academic master Liu Ping'an was dancing vigorously on the street with two machetes in his hands, and the only thing missing was to put a metal basin at his feet to make a living.
What are you all doing? Are the disputes between the residents around the school and the school really so serious that students need to carry weapons to protect themselves at all times?
Chen Xiao'er walked forward in a daze. She found that there was no hatred in the eyes of the people in the shantytowns, and there was even a little... awe?
Yes, it was awe. They looked at the students not as students, but as doctors or police officers, with a special feeling, as if they were looking at protectors.
This situation is so weird, it's completely different from what Sister Lan said.
If it really was a land dispute, the residents would have scattered as if they had seen the plague, but if there was no dispute, why would we be armed?
Chen Xiao'er couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried. She walked to a square with her baseball bat and stopped gently.
The classmates had been following her, and when they saw Chen Xiao'er stop, they stopped too.
Zheng Xiuli in the back row raised her voice and asked, "What's wrong? Does the person in the front need help?"
"No, I'm just wondering if it's a bit dirty here." Chen Xiao'er pointed to a pile of rubble in the middle of the square. Why would they leave abandoned building materials in the square? They should clean it up.
She didn't have any suitable tools at hand, so she had to ask her classmates for the shovel.
The students looked at each other, and finally Xing Shuyao pushed the wheelchair over to take a look around, then shook his head: "There's nothing dirty here, we can continue walking."
Abandoned building materials are not considered garbage? Well, maybe people here still have a use for them and can collect them and sell them for scrap.
Chen Xiao'er nodded, and she took a step forward and continued walking forward.
The original cement road narrowed, gradually turning into broken, low-quality stone slabs. The alley had a gloomy smell that was not exposed to the sun, which was not pleasant.
As she walked, she suddenly noticed something: the frail residents were gone. The doors and windows of the houses on both sides were closed, and there was no light in sight and no sound of people.
The alley was quiet, with only the orderly footsteps of students and one or two furry little mice running across from time to time.
…
Zheng Xiuli walked in the middle of the team, looking at the portable measuring device on her wrist again and again.
100-80-100...As long as you get a little closer to Chen Xiao'er, the Paster value will drop rapidly.
She looked at the cracks beneath her feet, from which liquid radiation was seeping out.
This radiation source would have a flowing nature, but since Xiao'er had just walked on this road, the liquid below remained static for the time being, so there was no need to worry about it splashing everywhere.
Squeak, chirp!
The shadow beasts rolled past them quickly with their arms and legs curled up, not daring to approach the attack range defined by the students' weapons.
For these monsters with certain cognitive abilities, the armed team led by Chen Xiao'er is no match for them, and their escape speed is comparable to that of humans avoiding natural disasters.
The pace of progress this time was too fast.
Zheng Xiuli nodded secretly in her heart: First, everyone has super powers, and the aura of super powers emitted can drive away some enemies. Second, it is that classmate Chen has extraordinary super powers.
If we follow the original clearing schedule, we must kill the first wave of attacking monsters as soon as we get off the car, and then find the correct trajectory in the thick fog.
Boss Xiao'e would not be blinded by the anomaly. She only needed to take out her special communicator and take a look to walk back to the correct path, avoiding unnecessary battles and saving a lot of time.
Click.
Chen Xiao'er in the front row suddenly stopped.
Zheng Xiuli moved slightly to the side of the team and found that she was observing the nearby terrain.
They had already walked out of the shantytowns surrounding the school and arrived at the edge of the infected area. Logically, there must be a relatively powerful anomaly nearby.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiuli and her teammates immediately became alert and took out their weapons and faced different directions.
"Excuse me~"
Chen Xiao'er turned around at the alley intersection and asked a little embarrassedly, "Where exactly are we supposed to clean?"
…
Oh no, I hope I won’t lead everyone astray.
Chen Xiao'er's cheeks flushed slightly. She struggled with the question for a long time before finally asking.
The school said it would clean the area around the school, but the red circle shown on the courseware was drawn near a high-end residential area.
According to the map, we are now roughly on the midline between the shantytowns and high-end residential areas surrounding the school.
In theory, she should clean the surrounding area, but she looked left and right and didn't see anything that needed cleaning.
The alley was dark, but there wasn't even a speck of trash; it had all been picked up by the residents. We couldn't just catch rats and cockroaches and bring them back to school, could we?
When he heard her ask this, Lin Lang was the first to react.
The pink-haired girl jumped from the wall, grabbed the fence and climbed up easily.
Lin Lang steadied himself on the wall, raised his hand, and gestured to the right. "Over there, over there. We can start from there." With that, he leaped over with a whoosh.
Great, it looks like we’re on the right track.
Chen Xiao'er did not climb over the wall. She led her classmates around the alley entrance to the right.
They walked quickly on the stone slabs. The road ahead became more and more muddy. The mud between the stone slabs kept splashing onto their trouser legs, making them a bit dirty.
Click.
She stepped heavily on a raised stone slab and followed Lin Lang's back to a relatively spacious... playground?
This vacant lot can barely be considered a playground, at least it can be used for residents to do square dancing or aerobics.
The square area in front is called a garden, but there are no flower beds or shrubs. It looks more like a playground reserved for the elderly and children in a demolished community. However, there are no sports equipment such as swings, walkers, and balance beams.
Chen Xiao'er walked to the open space and took a quick look around, but didn't find any garbage, not even a soda bottle.
However, the buildings from here onwards are even more dilapidated than the shantytowns.
Although the houses in the shantytowns are relatively simple, many of them are built with building boards like building blocks, and they will collapse even if there is an earthquake of any magnitude.
But those small houses in the shantytown at least have roofs and walls, unlike the houses behind the vacant lot, whose walls and roofs are full of cracks and holes. It feels like they have been abandoned for more than ten years, and they look like houses that are half-demolished.
She stood in front of a dilapidated house and called out loudly: "Lin Lang—where are you—where do we start cleaning?"
"I'm here~"
A quick response came from the middle of the dilapidated house, followed by the sound of clattering footsteps. Not only Lin Lang's boots, but also a pair of slippers stomping on the bricks.
A dark shadow emerged from the ruins. It was not Lin Lang, but a middle-aged woman in tattered clothes.
She was very fat, with sickly red moss all over her cheeks. Her hands were huddled against her chest, as if she was protecting a pendant on her chest, as if she was afraid that it would be snatched away by someone else.
The woman was chased and rushed to the square. She glanced timidly at the students and Chen Xiao'er, and finally gritted her teeth and ran from Chen Xiao'er's side. Judging from the direction of her steps, she was going to squeeze past from the side.
"Excuse me... be careful?!"
Just as Chen Xiao'er was trying to force a smile, she saw a steel bar passing over her head and poking the woman's shoulder!
Whoosh.
The woman's body was incredibly flexible, twisting her waist like a snake to avoid the impact. The steel bar hit the ground with a thud.
"Who threw it!" Chen Xiao'er's face turned red with anger. The steel bar just now clearly flew towards her from the direction of her classmates!
As soon as she turned around, she was stunned, because the situation was not what she had imagined: "one classmate apologized for being in the wrong, and the others left him standing there alone."
The students had completely dispersed without knowing when. They stood in groups of three or four, each holding a weapon in their hands, looking at the place where the woman was with great excitement.
"Student Chen, please move aside first." Xing Shuyao reminded loudly from her wheelchair, "We need to deal with her now."
"We need to handle the exception now."
Deal? What's going on?!
Chen Xiao'er's scalp tingled, as she was standing right between her classmate and the woman. If she didn't move out of the way, she'd easily get hurt. If she moved out of the way...how could she move out of the way? They were attacking innocent passersby!
Just as Xiao Ai was about to yell for everyone to stop, she saw Lin Lang emerge from the side. Not only had she emerged by herself, but she was also holding a struggling child in her arms.
Chen Xiao'er's eyes widened in disbelief. "Lin Lang? Why are you holding him?"
"What are you talking about?" Lin Lang weighed the little boy, who looked no more than six or seven years old, and laughed heartily. "He's an illegal resident, and the school has a reward for him. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him and won't let him get away. Besides, I have your help."
"This is a very rare anomaly with a high personality similarity. The school is paying a high price for it. Don't worry, I'll keep it safe. I'm not afraid of it getting lost with you here."
Illegal household... Chen Xiao'er still didn't understand what they were doing.
But a vague association gradually emerged in her mind: the school did not have a good relationship with the indigenous people, this was a suspected slum area between high-end residential areas and shanty towns, and the school was offering a reward for illegal residents.
While Chen Xiao'er was trying to think, Zhao Zhengyi and another student had already joined forces to pin the woman who had escaped first to the ground.
She walked over with a stern face and asked seriously, "So what the school means by 'spring cleaning' is not just cleaning the bathroom, but rather - sweeping them?"
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