Chapter 302 Am I disappointed?
Jingshu raised an eyebrow. Could it be such a coincidence? Unfortunately, she had left the high school group long ago and never contacted them again, so she didn't know what happened later. Could it be that the last time she went to Xishan Base, Su Mali mentioned that some old classmates had a big money-making plan and asked them to join, was this the case?
From a chronological perspective, the red nematodes were rapidly decreasing and on the verge of extinction at that time, so the timing just matched!
"By the way, what was the first thing you asked me?"
"Jingshu, where are you?"
"In the Medicinal Materials Association, what?"
Sumali: "...My father got some pigeon meat. I'd like to treat you to roast squab and pigeon soup tomorrow. How about that?"
Jingshu's mouth started watering as she listened. Damn, what could she say? She had lived in the apocalypse for ten years and still had limited horizons. After her rebirth, she was busy trying to think of all kinds of chickens, ducks, and fish. However, there is always a loophole. There are still many delicious foods in China, and she still missed a lot!
This is also what hurts her the most. Now as the space becomes larger and larger, she can cultivate more and more things, and she has time. Unfortunately, the ones that should be extinct are almost extinct, and she can't find any more species.
Speaking of pigeon soup, Jingshu calculated the time and realized that she hadn't had it for at least thirteen years. Add some Gastrodia elata and wolfberry, and it will be a delicious pot that replenishes qi and benefits the lungs!
"I have some Gastrodia elata and wolfberry here, put them in and stew them in a pot!"
"That has to be done properly, so...about the old classmates?"
"I'll go over and take a look. I've already agreed that I'm just going to go over and make sure they don't get killed. I won't take care of the rest."
Jingshu ate a few more roujiamo and suddenly felt that the crucian carp soup she had every other day was not as delicious as the pigeon soup. She wondered if she could raise some more pigeons. Even if she couldn't get out of the way, she could just keep them in her space and secretly roast the squabs and eat them. That would be great too.
It was completely dark and heavy rain was falling. Jingshu put on a comfortable wool sweater and a raincoat. The wool sweater was made from the sheep that Zijin and Jingnai had pulled off recently. It was made into very warm clothes.
Then he walked slowly to the second team's camp and ran into Zhao Shupi downstairs who was looking around in the cafeteria.
Jing Shu was very familiar with this man. They had fought each other secretly several times. Whether it was when he paid a large price to buy the position of community allocation director, or when he was later transferred to be the manager of the Patriotic Canteen, it all indicated that this man was rich and powerful. Later, they had a conflict because Zi Jin's hair was full of red nematodes, but for some reason, there was no news from him afterwards.
It's so late, the cafeteria is closed, what is he still doing? So sneaky.
Seeing Jingshu, Zhao Shupi smiled awkwardly and turned to enter the Aiguo Canteen.
"You definitely didn't do a good job." Jingshu raised her eyebrows and finally went upstairs to complete the task assigned by Su Mali.
At this moment, the office of the Second Detachment was full of noise. Jingshu didn't need to ask and followed the sound to the large warehouse. Because it was not a formal garrison, there were no cells or places to guard prisoners, and there was no condition to build new ones.
There will be no need for cells after the end of the world. There will be only two kinds of people: one will be executed on the spot, and the other will be subjected to labor reform. Ten people will be put in a group with leg shackles, and they will eat and sleep together.
So now that two or three hundred people have suddenly been arrested, this originally large shopping mall has become a bit dysfunctional.
"You can't execute us!"
"We want to expose your brutal killing of ordinary citizens!"
"Yeah, we didn't break any laws, let us out!"
There was constant noise in the warehouse. Jingshu found a row of people standing at the door of the warehouse. Jingshu saw the familiar Xiao Lizi typing a report at the door.
Li Bailong is also an old acquaintance. He is also Li Yuetian’s nephew. The two have been friends since the first year of the apocalypse. Later, when giving things to Li Yuetian, he would also bring him some wood ear mushrooms and other things.
"Why are you here?" Li Bailong forced a smile on his sad face when he saw Jingshu. He must be happy that the God of Wealth had come.
"A friend asked me to come over and see what's going on. By the way, here are a few names. Can you help me find them? I'll go in and ask.
Ask." Jingshu handed over the list given by Su Mali.
Li Bailong showed his big white teeth and said, "Okay, let me see, Zhang Lingling, Wang Chao, Shi Lei, Liang Xin, Nima, right? I'll let Xia Liu take you to find them."
Jingshu nodded, and Li Bailong continued, "There are now tens of thousands of cases of zombie disease in Wucheng, all caused by these people selling stinky red nematode cakes. We've wiped them all out today, but we haven't uncovered the boss behind this yet, so we're waiting for a decision from above. As for these people, it's still unclear. Some leaders say they should all be executed and their assets confiscated, while others say their intentions were good and they've indeed boosted the economy. As the saying goes, ignorance is not a crime."
"So, we haven't worked out a process yet, but my uncle said that these people are probably in trouble and won't have a good ending. They won't be locked up for long. After all, they have no food, and they will be released soon. If you want to save them, it will probably be a bit difficult."
Jingshu nodded, "Okay, then I'll go take a look first."
The young man named Xia Liu opened the door of the large warehouse and shone a powerful flashlight down. "They should be in the area."
A foul smell gradually spread. Xia Liu covered his nose and said, "We've been caught here for a day and have nowhere to defecate, so we just do it here."
Jingshu was very glad that she was wearing high-top rain boots, otherwise... she might have stepped in shit.
"We're here. The numbers of the people you're looking for are right here." A strong light flashed over, and Xia Liu said, "Hey, wake up. Someone's here to see you."
It turned out that they were still divided into groups of ten, each person was handcuffed and leg irons, and tied up in an area.
"Who, who came to save us? I said, that phone call was useful." The strong light hit Zhang Lingling's face. She was covered with unknown stolen goods, including her face.
"Is that Sumali here? Is that Sumali?"
"She came to save us? I told you, she has the most power!"
Jing Shu curled her lips in disdain and said calmly, "Su Mali hasn't come yet, so let me come over to see what's going on."
"Who? Not Sumali?"
"Is this voice Jingshu?" Nima said in horror.
Nima was very familiar with Jingshu's voice.
"Why, are you disappointed that it's me?" Jingshu raised the corners of her mouth.
"Ah, no, no, how could that be? Jingshu didn't expect it to be you. We are so happy that you can come." Wang Chao stepped forward and prepared to hold Jingshu's hand.
Jingshu coughed and then heard a loud cry: "We, we are so wronged!"
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