Gong Yi hung up the phone at headquarters.
Sitting in the armored vehicle, I looked up and saw that the mountain of garbage in front of me looked as if it had been split in two by someone.
The middle lane, though muddy, appeared remarkably flat compared to the undulating garbage mountain.
Is this something a human being could do?
The deployment of armored vehicles was requested from Gong Yi.
"Boss, shall we go?"
"Pass!"
Although the scene in front of them was somewhat strange, if Hua Mi could get through, why couldn't Gong Yi?
This allowed Gong Yi, fully armed, to reach the outskirts of City B.
Gong Yi: "."
The smooth sailing made him feel uneasy.
Surprisingly, there were no roadblocks caused by mudslides on the road. Although there were some small rocks, they were not a big problem for the armored vehicles.
It was obvious that the road ahead had been cleared.
However, just outside City B, Gong Yi's armored convoy was blocked by traffic. A garrison officer said over the radio...
"Boss, the survivors on the Xiang B Expressway are heading back to City B."
"Boss, someone's selling oranges, respirators, and bottled water at the entrance of City B."
Needless to say, this must be Hua Mi's doing.
Hua Mi and Zao Gongyi arrived in City B one step at a time, and by then they had already begun to set up their operations, reselling supplies in City B.
Gong Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, took out his phone, and made a call to Hua Mi.
"I'm outside City B, where are you?"
"I'm clearing obstacles, you do your thing and I do mine. I'll call you when I have some free time."
On the other end of the phone line, Hua Mi seemed very busy and showed no intention of meeting Gong Yi.
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone decisively and, with her clearing team, began to clear the long street in City B, bit by bit.
The clearing team arrived a little faster than Gong Yi, because they were already on the Hunan-B Expressway. At Hua Mi's request, they had nothing else to do every day, so they drove around in a small garbage truck, clearing away the gravel on the ground.
Everyone was gathering in City B when someone asked curiously,
"Miss Hua, why aren't we helping Xiangcheng's management system clean up Xiangcheng? Instead, we've come to B City to help B City clean up its mess?"
Some people found it puzzling that instead of clearing obstacles within Xiangcheng, they went outside Xiangcheng to clear the Xiang B Expressway.
However, since everyone was Huo Jing's relative and begged for food under Hua Mi's command, no one said anything.
Despite my curiosity, I remained just curious and dared not offer any opinion.
Hua Mi waved her hand, looking solemnly at the devastation of City B.
"Your vision is too narrow. Isn't City B our home? How can you conquer the world if you don't conquer City B?"
“You see, although City B has its own clearing team, and they are professional, the clearing team in City B lacks willpower and quickly collapses in the chaotic world. Only with the help of our amateur clearing team can such a broken city become a better place.”
"How great you are."
They just want to make a living; we can't expect too much from their awareness.
But after Miss Hua said so much, what else can everyone say besides applauding?
Then Hua Mi said,
"You've cleared all the roads in City B, unblocked every street and alley, and dumped all the garbage in the City B landfill. I'm going to go check it out now."
After giving her instructions, Hua Mi quickly ran away.
Having tasted success at the Xiangcheng landfill, Hua Mi set her sights on the landfill in City B as well.
Before heading to the B City landfill, she had to deplete all the energy in her level 9 factory.
So, Hua Mi frantically clicked on the control panel of the [Apocalypse Supermarket] the whole way.
Mineral water, waterproof tarpaulins, respirators, orange juice—all were produced by X. Feeling the energy consumption wasn't enough, Hua Mi simply spent money to upgrade the level 9 factory to a level 10 factory.
[Level 10 Factory: Water bottles (all sizes), mineral water (all sizes), waterproof tarpaulins (all sizes), self-priming filter-type particulate respirators (all sizes), orange juice (1L), ethanol]
[Limited Production: Painkillers X, Sterile Gauze X, Hemostatic Gel X, Goggles X, Condoms X, Semi-finished Sauerkraut Fish X]
Seeing this limited-edition production, Hua Mi was so moved she wanted to cry.
Finally, I gave her a reliable meal: a semi-finished sauerkraut fish, perfect for nourishing her body as a pregnant woman.
She produced X units, took one package from the level 12 warehouse, and looked at it as she walked.
It's a large bag of pickled fish, vacuum-packed, with all the sauce and soup packets included. All you need to do is heat it up in a pot and it's ready to eat.
Or, let's find a place, park a van, heat up the sauerkraut fish, have a meal first, and then get back to work.
With that thought in mind, she climbed onto the ruins, looked around, and pushed open a dilapidated door.
The door was pushed open, and Hua Mi was stunned.
Grandpa had a house full of children.
The children in the room, covered in black soot and with messy, muddy hair, huddled together when a stranger suddenly entered their dark world.
Like abandoned kittens, they stared at Hua Mi with innocent and bewildered eyes.
A gun was pressed against Hua Mi's lower back.
"Don't move."
Hua Mi didn't move; she asked in a low voice:
"What's going on here? Why are there so many children?"
The man behind her didn't answer her, but instead reached out and snatched the pickled fish from her hand.
After a while, the man asked in a low voice:
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Although his tone was cold, there was no obvious malice or ferocity in his words.
Hua Mi asked:
"I came from City A to sell supplies. Why are there so many children here? Why don't you go and buy supplies?"
Before she met with the clearing team, she knew that the survivors of the traffic jam on the Xiang B Expressway were gradually moving towards City B.
Meanwhile, in City B, the survivors who were unable to walk or had no vehicles to leave had already gathered at the city gate and snapped up supplies.
There really shouldn't be so many hungry children here.
Looking into those eyes filled with innocence and fear, Hua Mi smiled slightly.
Suddenly, she whirled around, grabbed the wrist of the man behind her who was holding the gun, and in the next instant, a kitchen knife appeared out of nowhere and was in Hua Mi's hand.
She held the kitchen knife to the man's neck, and gave an awkward smile.
"I wanted to be more dashing, but all I have is this kitchen knife~ I feel more comfortable talking like this, let's just talk like this."
I'm sorry, Hua Mi doesn't like being pointed at with a weapon while talking to someone. She feels like she can't have a proper conversation like that.
She likes to chat with a knife to someone's throat.
The next moment, Hua Mi froze; she saw the police uniform the man was wearing.
Hua Mi: Isn't the normal conversation process about putting a knife to someone's throat before starting to chat idly?
Reader (shouting): That's you, okay?!
(End of this chapter)
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