Chapter 835 I Want to See the Yellow River
Why did Jingshu feel that without power, the terrifying monsters of her previous life had become even more terrifying? Without devouring each other, their numbers had become too large, and they ate whatever they saw. Truly ferocious. But this little brother was just the Hulk's great tonic experience pill. If they showed up again on the road, Jingshu felt she had to take care of them all.
Saving the Hulk's food is secondary. The key is to eliminate harm for the people and be a good person with a sense of justice, huh.
Now that she knew the origin of the black liquid, Jingshu sent the Hulk out to the outermost edge of the encirclement, always on the lookout for the target. As for the mud mermaid, Jingshu was a little worried at first, but after actually doing the experiment, she discovered:
The skin of the mud mermaid is as thick as a city wall, and perhaps because it is made of mud, the black liquid has no interest in the mud mermaid at all.
However, Jingshu still had to inform Xiaowei. The black liquid might cause harm to the Zerg. They hadn't been in contact for so many days, and she didn't know where Xiaowei and his people had gone.
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The convoy arrived at Liudaowan and was arranged to rest in the tunnel. Jingshu was told to go to an emergency meeting in her capacity as the person in charge of the insect cake factory.
At this moment, Jing's mother, who had heard the news, and the heads of various departments of the food department were already waiting in the cleaned warehouse.
The well-fed Little Green stopped contentedly in front of the warehouse, opened the door, and considerately carried his owner to the ground. He was very dignified, which shocked the male secretary who came to greet him. It was a bit embarrassing.
Fortunately, the male secretary didn't say much, just said: "Come in quickly, the meeting has already started."
The warehouse has changed a lot. The vegetable sheds of the Ministry of Agriculture have been moved in, and trucks from the farms have also driven in. It's not called a meeting, but it's more like a vegetable market. There are no tables or chairs. It all depends on the righteousness and stomping of feet. If conditions permit, holding a cup and drinking hot water with two wolfberries is the most impressive thing.
"Minister Su, your suggestion is good, but Xinlan Food is in a more critical situation than us. I just contacted their person in charge, but they didn't even bother with us. Sigh."
"The price of food in Xinlan is high. Why don't we wait for a few days for the logistics to deliver food? Let's just starve for the next few days..."
"The higher-ups asked us to solve the problem, but they won't pay us. How can we solve it?"
Jingshu found a seat in a corner, holding a thermos cup and drinking fragrant taro ball milk tea happily. She was a little drowsy while listening to the dull meeting, until a voice said: "Jingshu, the person in charge of the insect cake factory is my daughter. She also has a branch in Xinlan. She can be temporarily seconded. Each department will pay according to the Wucheng price. She can be returned when the supply arrives in a few days."
The scene became noisy.
"Minister, you should have said so earlier."
"That's easy. Minister, thank goodness you have this connection. We can all save a lot of money and have food to eat."
If it's not from the same family, whose food will be loaned to you for a few days? The key is that you don't have to pay a high price, which saves a lot of money and trouble for various departments.
As a tool, Jingshu was very self-aware. She had to help her mother, especially since it was just a simple secondment. After Jingma showed an indifferent and piece of cake expression, Jingshu contacted the person in charge of one of the eight branches and asked him to prepare 10 tons of insect cakes. Jingma then asked someone to transport the food.
The problem was solved and everyone felt relieved. Jingshu found Jing's father who was giving a cow massage in the warehouse.
Jing's father was teaching two apprentices beside him: "Just like I do, massage the milk-producing area of the cow more often, so that you can squeeze out more milk."
The two apprentices learned very well.
Jingshu asked in confusion, "Dad, who did you learn this from?"
Jing's father said seriously, "I learned this from your grandfather. These past few days, I've seen him massaging Dahua like this, and he can squeeze out a lot more every day."
"Uh... then come back early to eat after you're done." Jingshu didn't reveal that her cows produced more milk because they consumed spiritual spring water.
"knew."
...
With the borrowed food, the people behind at least received a ration, plus the Chinese always hide some food for themselves, so even though the food was small, at least it was enough.
Not hungry.
As for the loss of life and supplies... Jing's mother came back in the evening and whispered that the man was angry and the consequences could be very serious.
Is it possible to change these back? Jingshu sneered.
The next day, the migrating team continued their journey, with today's destination being Xinlan, 30 kilometers away.
The further south you move, the higher the temperature. The temperature in Xinlan is around minus 30 degrees Celsius and is getting colder. No one knows whether Xinlan will be the next city to reach minus 60 degrees Celsius and then the second to migrate. Only Jingshu knows.
It is reported that the temperature in Wucheng is now minus 70 degrees Celsius, and the snow is still falling madly. The underground city has been completely closed, and all the people left in Wucheng have been sealed underground. There are no major problems at present.
"Jingshu, I've wanted to visit Xinlan for a long time. I heard it's a city built on both sides of the Yellow River. Don't you see the Yellow River's water comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns? I haven't even seen the Yellow River..."
"You are always troublesome. What's interesting to see in this world? You are not allowed to go." Jingnai glared at her.
"If we pass by, we can take a look. If not, just forget it." Jingshu interrupted.
"Okay, okay, let's go see the Yellow River. We can go to Xinlan later."
Jing Ye has a strong curiosity about the Yellow River. He wants to experience the majesty of nature for himself and also wants to see a new city.
The tanks led the way, followed by the convoy one after another. After what happened yesterday, no one dared to be careless, but with the tanks, they felt much safer.
The journey was smooth.
"Notice, notice, we'll reach the Xinlan Service Station in one more tunnel. We'll turn off the engine and set up camp to sleep in the next tunnel. Everything will be the same as usual."
As soon as the notification came over the walkie-talkie, the convoy stopped.
The cars behind suddenly braked one after another, making unpleasant friction noises.
Jingshu's RV also braked suddenly.
"What happened up ahead? Why did it stop suddenly?"
"I don't know, is there a robbery?"
The food that was drying in the basket in Jingnai's hand was all scattered, and the fat chicken started to pick up the food with its quick eyes and mouth. In the fat chicken's understanding, the food that fell on the ground was for it to eat... Jingnai slapped the fat chicken away and picked up the rest with a distressed look. The food was dirty and could only be given to the old man to eat. Oh, what a waste.
Ye: "I only deserve to eat what falls on the ground."
"People are being crushed to death by tanks!"
In the tunnel, someone shouted, and there was an echo, followed by a chaotic mixture of sounds.
"Grandma, Grandpa, don't get out of the car. I'm going to go out and check the situation."
"Bring your weapons."
Jingshu stuffed the fat chicken that wanted to take a walk and jumped out of the car back in, and sat on the mini version of the Hulk and went to the tunnel alone, bringing three or four Hulk bodyguards with her. After all, Jingshu was very afraid of death.
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