Chapter 54 Children (2)

"Move some more wood here."

"We need help here too!"

After discussing with a group of association members, Zhou Ye divided a space in the center of the association for the protective canopy. At this moment, workers and association members were busy building the foundation.

The woman holding the baby took over all the procurement and personnel-related work in the center, and did not let Zhou Ye participate at all. She just symbolically took some necessary materials from him.

In the office on the second floor, she glanced down and made sure that there were no other members of Zhou Ye's group, then walked leisurely to the construction site.

Behind her followed two servants with their heads lowered and their eyes lowered. They were all carrying heavy backpacks, and they left a strong herbal scent wherever they passed.

"Sprinkle some in each mixer."

"Yes."

Following the woman's order, the servants dumped the contents of their backpacks under the puzzled gaze of the construction workers. It turned out to be grass residue that had been crushed into dregs.

"Sir, what is this for?"

The woman coaxed the child in her arms and laughed. The team leader in charge of supervision wanted to take this opportunity to compliment him.

The woman also glanced at him, from the shoes on his feet to the clothes on his body, with a rather subtle smile on her face, and did not answer.

The man touched his hands in embarrassment, which were covered with mud spots splashed from the construction site. He did not say anything.

No one dared to come up to disturb him.

Two large bags of grass with a strange smell were quickly mixed into the mud by the mixer. The woman half-knelt down, and a sticky blood began to spread from her hands. Once the blood came into contact with the mud, it seemed to be blocked by something and could not be used at all .

Sensing that her goal had been achieved, the woman signaled the two servants to follow, and leisurely returned to the association.

When she passed through the gate, she happened to meet Nuo pushing Zhou Ye, and they ended the meeting.

The woman smiled respectfully and greeted Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye seemed not to notice the malice hidden in this smile, and returned her a gentle smile.

The baby in her arms laughed through the swaddling clothes.

"Ah, he seems to like you very much!" The woman's expression was sincere, as if in her consciousness, she really had her young child in her arms, and she was filled with joy at the moment.

She was sometimes sinister and sometimes sweet, which made the association members following Zhou Ye feel a chill.

"Si Ming is not going to patrol the outer city yet, our president has now expanded the security range more than ten times."

Si Ming was not moved by her provocation, but just replied lightly: "I'm going."

"Then I wish you a safe journey." The smile on the woman's face withdrew and became calm. "Xi Yue is not here, it's already..."

"Well, we still have things to do, so we won't disturb you and go back." Zhou Ye didn't want to say more to her. It happened that a carriage stopped in front of him, and several people quickly dispersed and left.

Siming carried the subject into the carriage, and Nuo put the wheelchair behind the frame. They worked together, not forgetting to take out the soft velvet pad from the hood and put it on before putting the subject down.

Holding the subject's head, Siming put his hand on the wall behind him and helped him half-sit in the carriage.

The subject leaned back, but was stopped by Siming beside him. The silver hair fell on his ears, rubbing against the subject's ears, making the subject a little itchy. He raised his hand to hold his chin: "Don't get so close."

The two made eye contact and laughed inexplicably.

The mud truck was still stirring the raw materials with grass residue. Siming's heterochromatic pupils looked outside the carriage and saw the scene outside clearly.

"Is this smell the smell of witch grass?" Nuo asked.

"It's a very familiar smell." Zhou nodded.

"Can Nuo protect you?" Siming retracted his gaze. "I can save some more energy for him."

"No need." Nuo leaned against the original's shoulder, pressed the lower half of his face against his skin, and quietly felt the body temperature of his flesh and blood. "He has given me a lot, a little bit, unbearable."

When he said this, the alchemy pattern originally hidden under his skin lit up faintly, and two completely different energies were running in his body, one of which was of stunning value, and the other was pure energy that had been transformed.

"Okay."

The few people did not continue the conversation and soon arrived at their destination. When they got out of the car, a hidden light shone from the grass. Zhou did not move. Nuo turned around and scanned it, and it turned out to be Ding Xiang.

His whole body was curled up in the grass, his muscles were tense and his breathing was rapid.

Nuo looked back at the main body and asked if he wanted to take action.

Zhou Ye shook his head. He didn't know what happened to Ding Xiang, but he could see that his left foot was bandaged, as if he had been severely beaten.

Ding Xiang was the first person to show kindness to him when he came to Qingshui City. The reason for the conflict was just a few bad-behaved bastards, and Zhou didn't intend to embarrass him.

"Senior, oh no, President, you are here!" The place where Zhou Ye and his group stopped was right next to the second layer of the wall that was yet to be built. A young girl saw them coming and quickly adjusted the helmet on her head and ran over.

She seemed to have no eyes for Nuo and Siming at all. She took over the handle of Zhou Ye's wheelchair and pushed it with all her heart.

"I'll take you to see the foundation that has been built in the past two days." She moved quickly, trotting away, leaving her vest hanging in place.

Siming withdrew his gaze from the original body and the girl who were walking away. The next second, a bolt of lightning soared into the sky and rushed straight to the outer city.

Sending the original body here has delayed time. He should go to patrol the city and complete the assigned tasks.

Nuo turned around and caught up with the original body, but he did not rush forward. He followed behind at a distance of five steps.

"Senior, you see, the foundation of this row has been built. Our plan is to build the outer brick wall within three to five days."

"I feel relieved to leave this part of the work to you, Per. You were in charge of these things when you were in school. You have been very good since then. Now it is a little beyond my expectations."

"Hehe, is there anything else?" The girl did not blush at all, but her hands moved more carefully and pushed steadily.

"And..."

"Just kidding! Senior, you are so serious every time. I seem to have become a bad guy who deceives you."

While the two of them were chatting and laughing, they gradually entered the core area from the outer area. The workers here were making partitions and leaving gaps layer by layer to facilitate the injection of talents.

The girl quickly took the document from one of the foremen, flipped through a few pages, and reported to Zhou Ye one by one.

"We analyzed the original structure of the inner city wall and found that the spacing of the wall was consistent with the porosity of the seabed sound wave vibration."

"Whenever there is an alien attack, the structure of the inner city wall will become stronger under the influence of the sound waves, and withstand a 40% increase in attack."

"The crew of Short Hair has made some improvements to this structure, so that it can not only withstand stronger attacks, but also input talent factors to strengthen the wall when there are talented people fighting, so as to better protect ordinary people."

"How to solve the mutual exclusion of different talent factors?"

"Security is set up at the bottom level. The transmission of the overall structure has a similar effect on the talent factors. When it reaches the top level, it can reduce more than 80% of the conflicting talent losses."

As the girl spoke, she took the document from a foreman and checked it. After confirming that it was correct, she signed her name.

"The overall utilization rate is not high, but we have tried our best." The girl said in a somewhat silent tone, "I still remember that when I was in school, if the utilization rate did not reach more than 95%, it would not pass the test."

"I didn't expect that now, when I really did it, I found that 80% is not bad."

"You are too demanding of yourself. The original stability of the wall has only increased by 40%. After it is done, I will assign everyone a jurisdiction area so that your hard work will not be in vain."

"That's great, thank you senior, oh no, President!"

Zhou also noticed that several waves of workers had come and gone around the girl while she was with him, so he sent her to do her own thing and said to just walk around.

The girl nodded. It can be seen that she is indeed busy. She even threw the pen she just signed on the table. She didn't have time to take it away before rushing back to the original construction site.

Taking in the scene of the site that was beginning to take shape and the workers walking back and forth, Zhou Ye's face showed a faint smile.

Starting from the core and extending outward, each block was assigned to a person in charge, so as to achieve the most basic grassroots responsibility system.

Then the influence of the nobles on the common people would be minimized to the maximum, and in the end, there would be no difference between the so-called common people and the nobles, except for capital.

He supported his head with his hands, slightly relaxed the perfect smile on his face, and the corners of his lips naturally sank, and suddenly there was a bit of indifference.

Walking through the bustling construction site, Zhou Ye accidentally noticed a believer with a cult badge.

As this believer was discovered, more believers with badges, but not very obvious, stood out from the crowd.

"They are..." Zhou Ye was a little confused.

Nuo thought for a moment, leaned over and approached the original body, and said softly, "It should be for Siming."

"So pious?" Seeing them moving back and forth, Zhou was a little distracted. He hooked Nuo's belt with his hand, and when he got close, he tried to pull the gem-shaped inhibitor beside his ear.

"Don't touch it." Nuo grabbed the original body's hand fiercely, and a trace of pain from not being able to suppress energy overflowed from his face.

"Is it very uncomfortable?" Nuo did not open his perception to the original body at this moment, so Zhou could hardly empathize with him, and just looked back at Nuo with wide eyes.

The longer he stayed under this gaze, the harder it was for Nuo to speak. Finally, he said, "No."

Ginkgo leaves under the birch trees fell in clusters in the wind, and the wind swept up a wave of leaves dancing in the opposite direction. There were diligent and busy people around, and everyone seemed to have their own things to do.

Only the two of them stood quietly under the tree.

Not far away from the black-haired young man sitting in a wheelchair with a gentle and affectionate expression and the terrifying puppet with a huge body and alchemy patterns all over his body, a faint light lit up.

In the worn-out camera lens, the young man really raised his head and looked at the alchemy monster as if he wanted to take him into his eyes forever.

Time stopped for a moment, and the boy raised his hand that was originally on the wheelchair and gently stroked the face of the "monster" in front of him.

He was not afraid of anything in his every move. He didn't care whether the person in front of him was a scary puppet that could attack and hurt people at any time. He only focused on depicting his brows that were deeply suppressed by pain.

"Turn on empathy." He spoke in a secret language that was not seen by others, but it was conceivable that it was gentle and soothing.

The monster laughed, but just shook his head, no longer listening to the young man's whisper.

The suppressor on his body made a crisp sound of collision as he moved.

He was a dangerous and docile beast, and he only bowed his head for the young man in front of him.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a sudden rain accompanied by sunshine came together. The worker who was originally transporting stones cursed loudly. He couldn't put down the things in his hands, so he had to push forward against the rain.

The others who had nothing to do quickly ran to the eaves and stood still, looking at the sky with some gloom.

Nuo quickly took the umbrella from the side of the wheelchair frame and opened it. He pushed the main body back to the carriage.

The sky was still bright, but the rain hidden under it was pervasive. The umbrella had only one side, and the rain blowing from the side penetrated the edge of the wheelchair, forming a wet stain.

"Go back quickly." Half of Zhou Ye's shoulder fell in the rain, and Nuo was soaked all over.

Louisa was still sitting at the school gate. She stretched out her little hand to catch the raindrops dripping from the eaves.

Today, Aixina came later than usual. She and Belle stood by the school gate for a long time. Puddles of water gathered on the marble floor.

"Aixina hasn't come to pick you up yet." Belle was still wearing a high-necked lace shirt and an ankle-length skirt. She was still exquisite and gorgeous today, which was out of tune with the other classmates' light clothes.

"Maybe you need to wait a little longer. You should go home first. Your coachman has come to pick you up a long time ago , right?"

"But you haven't..." Belle pressed down the corner of her lip unhappily. The two of them were so stubborn for a while. Suddenly Belle raised her head, as if she had thought of a great idea. "Why don't you come to my house to play today? Just be careful."

"What?"

"Let's leave a letter for the teacher, and then let Aisina come to my house to pick you up. And maybe, you can stay overnight at my house!"

"Is it okay?" Louisa had never experienced such a thing before, and she was a little hesitant, but in the end, she took Belle's hand in her expectant eyes.

After leaving a letter with crooked handwriting, the two opened the door of Belle's carriage together.

As soon as they got in the car, Belle threw the schoolbag in her hand to the side of the carriage and jumped onto the soft mat with Louisa.

The material of the mat was expensive, but the corners were a little dirty, perhaps because it was used by children.

"It's about the same thickness as the carriage that Brother Zhou Ye rides in." Louisa commented.

"Then isn't my thickness about the same as the carriage that the president rides in?!" Belle laughed happily and took out a bag of candies from her pocket. There were still a lot of candies in it. It was obvious that she cherished them very much. Now she generously handed them to Louisa.

"This is for you. I won't eat it." Louisa refused a little embarrassedly.

"Since you gave it to me, I'm going to give it to you now. Do you want to eat it?" Belle took out a candy from the bag and handed it directly to Louisa's mouth.

Louisa had never heard such a perfunctory statement before, so she had no choice but to put one in her mouth.

The two talked and laughed all the way, and the carriage stopped in front of a grand and slightly dilapidated western-style building.

There was no servant to greet them at the door. The little girl skillfully took out a large umbrella from the side of the carriage, and while carrying her schoolbag, she called Louisa to get off.

The two children, who had not gotten wet since the start, were struggling on this short stretch of road. The driver did not help them, and left after making sure they got off.

When the two of them officially entered the house, Louisa felt that her shoes had been soaked in water for two rounds, and there were water stains on the outdoor carpet from their walking.

Compared with the green plants outside, which seemed to be neat and tidy, the interior was much sloppier. The dust on the ground looked like no one had cleaned it for ten days or half a month, and the spiders by the window were jumping with the raindrops.

A depressed couple sat in the living room, facing each other. The ashtray on the coffee table in the middle was already piled with thick cigarette butts.

Beside them were stacks of bills with red stamps.

Both of them were smoking, with a cigarette butt hanging in their hands. They didn't even turn their heads when they heard the sound. The woman called out "Belle" as a greeting.

Belle responded skillfully, without introducing Louisa to them, but took her and tiptoed back to her room.

Compared with the corridor outside, this room was extremely small, with all kinds of books and clothes piled on the same side. The door was almost impossible to close because of the schoolbags they put down, leaving a whole gap open.

Even when sitting at the head of the bed, one could still hear the sound of two people smoking and exhaling from the living room.

The smile on Louisa's face became a little stiff. She had never thought that her friend lived in such an environment. She

didn't want to embarrass Belle, so when Belle found two small cakes that were a little squeezed together from the stacked things, she tried her best to put on the biggest smile.

"So cute, I like them very much."

"I knew you liked them! I'll get two more pots of tea." Belle put the cupcakes on the table, and she considerately took out a piece of paper to wipe the plate used to put the cakes - after the cakes were already on it.

"Shall I go with you?" Louisa chased to the door, but Belle shook his head to indicate that she would wait there.

More obvious than Belle's footsteps was the ringing tone of a phone in the living room. Some vague words jumped into Louisa's ears one by one.

Zhou Ye, President, Protective Sky Curtain, these words made Louisa tremble with fear. She was originally just standing at the door, but now she subconsciously lightened her steps and walked behind the living room door.

"Why should we cooperate with you? Rod, I hope you can calm down. Now the president has..." "

I mean... I heard that your child has a good relationship with the girl who is fostered by Zhou Ye."

"What do you mean? I will never use my child as a bargaining chip! "

Do you have to talk like this to a father who just lost his son? I only found your number from so many business cards because I was concerned about your financial situation."

Louisa listened to their conversation, clenched her palms, carefully controlled her breathing, and moved closer to the living room.

"You don't even need to pay anything, just give me a little bit of Zhou Ye..."

"You want to use the protective sky curtain to create a confinement array? That is an evil-god method of sacrificing living things!"

"Listen to me first, that array does use living things for sacrifice, but we don't need a long-term seal, just five minutes is enough, so all you need to pay are some related items."

"Just ask your daughter a few words and take one or two items from her.

"It's not impossible, but...how about the money?" "

The last thing you need to worry about is the reward. You know, my children have died at the hands of those damn guys, Zhou Ye, Siming..." Both of them were silent for a moment.

"No one will inherit my huge fortune. Whatever you want, just take it from this poor old father of mine." The voice coming from the other end of the phone was earnest and sad, and the tone revealed a sense of death.

"Okay. "The man who picked up the phone tried his best to restrain his joy and pretended to empathize with the woman before hanging up the phone, but his true emotions were still revealed in the tail end of the voice.

The echo of the complete disconnection rang out, and the man suddenly hugged the woman. The two of them jumped and danced with joy, tears about to flow down.

After a dozen seconds, he quickly calmed down and shouted: "Belle! "

The little girl who was making tea in the tea room beside the corridor obviously heard his voice. With the creaking sound of a bench being moved away, she pushed the door open with great effort.

Belle had two teacups on the plate in her left hand. She didn't seem surprised to see Louisa outside, but just made a whispering gesture with her hand.

She stuffed the plate in her hand into Louisa's hand and pushed the door in.

"Dad, I'm here." Her tone was soft, a flattery that Louisa had never heard before. What

responded to her was not the caring voice that Louisa had imagined, but a man's curse: "Little bitch, why are you still wearing this dress?"

"This is last year's autumn style. Do you want to let the whole world know that our family is bankrupt?"

"I don't. "In front of a tall adult man, Belle's figure was so weak.

The glass lamps in the living room were gorgeous and luxurious, and they made Belle, who was shivering alone at the door, look like a mouse.

"Then take it off quickly and change into summer clothes for me."

"Uh, Dad, we haven't had a ..."

Snap - a loud slap echoed in the room. The man seemed to be driven crazy by the facts, while the woman next to him sat on the sofa in silence, covering herself tightly, and the cigarette in her hand burned a circle of black edges on the solid wood table.

"It's all your fault. Everyone went to the outer city to play, but why did you survive?"

"They don't dare to target those talented people, so they come to target us. Do you know that, little bitch? You don't know, you scumbag! Don't pretend to be aggrieved. Anyone with a bit of brains knows that they shouldn't live alone."

"The girl who was with you before, what's her name, she went home and thanked herself for committing suicide. She didn't cause any trouble to her family. What about you?"

"You and your mother are always damned!"

He cursed excitedly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Belle's collar and pulled her up. At this time, the silent woman finally stretched out her hand to stop her: "Belle only has a few decent clothes left, don't tear them anymore."

The man glared at the woman with eyes burning with anger, she didn't give in, and the man let go of the little girl's collar.

The woman hugged Belle, who just couldn't breathe, tightly, and stroked her head to comfort her.

"It's okay, Belle, Mommy is here."

Belle seemed to be in shock at this time, unable to say a word, just gasping for breath.

"Then you go and tell Rod yourself." The man left this sentence and slammed the door and went back to the bedroom.

The woman comforted Belle, and asked verbally: "You have such a good relationship with that girl... Have you ever got anything related to Tan Yue?"

Belle was still in a daze: "I, I don't know."

"Liar!" The woman who just held her daughter tenderly in her arms suddenly changed her face. "You have! You have!"

The voice became louder and louder. Finally, the frightened Belle took out the candy in her pocket: "This is, Louisa gave me, it is the candy bought by Tan Yue."

The woman's eyes opened wide. She didn't expect that the things she needed would come so easily. She took the candy and put it in her waist bag, and hugged her daughter tightly again.

When Belle's breathing recovered, she wanted to pick up her daughter and send her back to the bedroom, but Belle who came to her senses refused.

"Mom, I'll go back by myself."

She broke away from the woman's embrace, half-retired from the living room, and pointed frantically at her room with her hands behind her back.

Louisa turned around quickly.

"Why, Belle? I'm sorry, but..."

"What do you want Master Tsou Yue's things for?"

Belle asked a question that the woman couldn't answer. She opened her mouth several times, and noticed a tiny figure swaying in the corner behind Belle. She took back the steps she had taken, sighed, and didn't explore any further. After

her daughter's thin figure left the living room, she answered the ringing phone.

What came out from the other end was a clear female voice: "Hello, this is Aisina. Is Luisa visiting you? Can I..."

"She's not here. You called the wrong number." Without waiting to hear her finish, the woman quickly hung up the phone, turned her head and looked towards the bedroom warily, and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there was no movement.

Without hesitation, she replayed the number she had just contacted, and the other party answered in seconds.

"Why are you calling me again so soon? Is there any change?"

The woman swallowed hard, and she felt her voice trembling: "I have got what you want."

"Really?" The man on the other side suddenly raised his flat tone, like a crocodile opening its sharp and bloody mouth, about to choose someone to bite.

Unlike the nervous woman, the man was extremely relaxed at this moment. On his left was the connection he had just made, and on his right was another call in progress.

"It seems that things are going very smoothly." Dimula's voice came through the phone.

Dimula was right next to the construction site where Zhou Ye was just now. Work had resumed here, and a dampness after the rain filled the air.

Not only was he communicating with the man on the phone, but the young man with dark circles under his eyes standing in front of Dimula also clearly heard the news, and his hands began to shake uncontrollably.

"You don't have to think too much. The goal is just to save your senior."

"From the hands of those talented people." At this point, Dimula seemed to feel that what he said was extremely absurd. The corners of his mouth rose subconsciously. Realizing this, he turned around in a disguised manner and looked at the bushes beside him.

The young man with dark circles under his eyes became more determined after hearing this. He finally relaxed his clenched teeth, nodded and said, "Then there is no need to involve the association behind me. I am willing to trade with you."

"You lead those talented people away, and I will deal with the alchemy puppet. I don't care whether you become the president or something at that time. Just let me take you away." "

Of course, this is the only small wish you have, and I will definitely fulfill it."

"You'd better not think about plotting against me." The young man with dark circles under his eyes put on his hood and was about to turn around and leave.

Dimula, who was left behind by him, waved with a fake smile: "Goodbye, my lovely little Ronnie..."

A lame man slowly walked out of the bushes in front of him. It was Ding Xiang, dragging his leg full of yellow bandages. He handed the camera to Dimula to read.