Chapter 115 Support.
Ji Lan covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes again. In the end times, even tissues were scarce, so she could only wipe them away with the back of her hand. She said fiercely, "Shut up! I'm not your family. What last words are you saying to me?"
"I do... regard you as my own sister."
Ji Lan scolded him mercilessly, "I don't have a brother as stupid as you. You treat the apocalypse as a battle game, thinking that having superpowers can save the world, and don't care about anything other than killing zombies. Now that you know that besides zombies, a base has a lot of troubles to deal with, you think of my hard work over the years?"
Jing Hongyu explained palely: "I know, I have always known that you work hard, so I gave you all the authority and gave you priority in the best supplies."
"But this will only make me more of a target for criticism and attack. Jing Hongyu, what chills me the most is that you clearly know how hard I'm working, and it's difficult for me too. But when others criticize me, you pretend to be mute. Do you think that by not saying anything, you're not standing with them in denying me?"
Jing Hongyu was speechless after being scolded by her. The wind was cold, Ji Lan's words were also cold, and he was wrapped in an emotion called guilt.
It turned out that the problems between him and her had existed for a long time and were much more serious than he had thought. They could not be solved with just one or two explanations or apologies.
"Because I'm a woman, my abilities aren't as strong as yours, so my words have no weight. I asked those people you brought out if they wanted to go with me. They chose you over me, and now they're dying of illness out there. Does this have anything to do with me, Ji Lan?"
Jing Hongyu lowered his head, losing all resistance, and said resignedly: "It... has nothing to do with you."
After Ji Lan finished cursing, she finally felt better. She closed her eyes and calmed down for a while. When she opened her eyes again, her anger and resentment had subsided, and she was the calm and intelligent Ji Lan again.
"We'll argue later. No matter who's right or wrong, it won't change the reality. Listen, separate the sick from the healthy. We can always boil water, so you can clean them up with it. Find dry bedding so the sick can get enough rest. Give the healing powers sufficient energy supplies, and let them use their powers in turns, prioritizing those with more serious illnesses. Don't be stingy with food; make sure everyone is well fed so they have the strength to fight the illness and the cold."
Listening to the familiar tone and pace, Jing Hongyu felt as if he had found his backbone, and light gradually appeared in his eyes.
She is still willing to take care of him!
He instantly perked up: "Okay, now that we're done eating, what are the plans for the rest of the journey?"
Ji Lan said, "Human life is important. Eat whatever you have. I'll go find the commander and ask her to allow me to bring food and a healing person to pick you up. Of course, I'm talking about my current commander, Qin Xiaoshuang, not you, an idiot."
"oh……"
"Hurry up and get busy. It's shameful to cry and get scolded on a public channel."
Jing Hongyu smiled foolishly: "Yeah! I know, senior sister, I'm going."
Sure enough, with her around, all problems were solved.
Ji Lan put down the microphone and let out a breath.
She spoke firmly in order to give Jing Hong confidence, but in fact she was not sure whether Commander Qin Xiaoshuang would agree to her request.
After all, it didn't seem to be beneficial for Qin Xiaoshuang to go to such a far place to rescue a group of people.
Let me ask first...
After asking along the way, Ji Lan found Shu Lan and nervously told her that the other half of the people in District 15 were trapped in the snow.
After hearing this, Shu Lan said without hesitation, "You want support? Sure. Master Maomao, do you agree?"
Shu Maomao sat nearby, expressionlessly throwing scrap copper and iron into the smelting furnace according to the ratio Teacher Zhou had specified.
This furnace was an old friend they moved from their old base, and it had been used to burn countless corpses.
The underground base project requires a large amount of steel. The temperature of the fused fire power is just right for steelmaking. Then he uses the metal control power to transform the liquid metal into the shape and size he wants.
The temperature next to the stove is very high, and there are racks for drying dried meat, dried sweet potatoes, dried radishes, dried beans, etc.
"Um."
Mommy said it was okay, so Shu Maomao didn’t care.
Shu Lan nodded. "I remember that our base has about twenty or so people with healing abilities. Let Meimei stay at the base. We can take all of them with us. Oh! And there's also our miraculous doctor, Maomao."
Shu Maomao counted in his mind: Thirteen, the nickname his mommy gave him.
Just now they called him the Master of Alchemy, and now there is another one called Dr. Mao Mao, who has the miraculous ability to bring people back to health.
"Ji Lan, go call Huo Yu, Lao Lu, and Sister Wang."
Ji Lan's uneasiness turned into gratitude. Zhong Mei and the others said that most of the time the commander was very easy to talk to, and it turned out to be true.
The five people who were summoned gathered around a small table. Shu Lan picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of the cold water, then spoke calmly.
"I'm going to have a small meeting. Maomao and I are going to pick up the other half of the people from District 15. Besides leaving enough food, is there anything else you need to arrange?"
Huo Yu asked, "Where are we going? Let me calculate the round trip time."
Shu Lan looked at Ji Lan, and Ji Lan took out the prepared map, pen and paper, and marked the location for them.
Lu Xingyao glanced at the distance and said, "Just drive there, don't stop, and you'll be there in an afternoon. You can go back and forth in a day, and bring them all back with you."
Ji Lan explained, "There's a blizzard there, trapping over 18,000 people, many of whom are sick. They need to be treated right there, otherwise they'll bring the disease back and infect healthy people like us. And if we use cars to transport everyone, it'll use up a lot of fuel."
Shu Lan said, "That's okay. Our gasoline king Maomao has a special ability to turn water into oil."
Shu Maomao calmly worked on alchemy while chewing on dried sweet potatoes, counting in his mind: the fourteenth nickname.
Lu Xingyao looked to the side awkwardly. He couldn't respond because this ability was taken from one of his subordinates.
Shu Lan continued, "I plan to take away all their special abilities as soon as we meet them, and then bring them back as quickly as possible to prevent them from causing any more trouble along the way."
Ji Lan was also speechless, because the people with superpowers who were about to be plundered were people she knew, and she could imagine the chaos that would arise from the gap between those people who had superpowers and became ordinary people.
Huo Yu said, "If we want to heal it on the spot, it will take some time. Currently, the construction of the underground base is progressing steadily, so it won't be a problem if Master Maomao is away for a short time."
"There's enough rice in the warehouse for two days, and there's also some dry goods..."
After discussion, the time was finally set at five days, at most. Once the deadline is up, no matter what the situation of the people being supported is, Shu Lan will bring Shu Maomao back.
She left some guns to Lu Xingyao and her trusted men, so that if there was any rebellion in the base, they would have the power to suppress it.
However, everyone in District 9 shares a common interest. Unless someone is mentally ill, no one would be living a good life and suddenly become unhappy and cause trouble.
Shu Lan didn't want to ride in a big truck. She was itching to drive herself, so she picked out an off-road vehicle that Lin Yi had collected earlier, got in the car, and saw Ji Lan passing by and waved enthusiastically.
"Lanlan, I'll give you a ride."
Ji Lan had no objection. She was sitting in the back seat. Even though the person in front was a woman younger than her, she subconsciously became nervous and felt at a loss, as if she was sitting in the car of some important person.
Shu Maomao automatically fastened her seatbelt as soon as she got on the passenger seat, and asked Shu Lan, "Mommy, do you still remember how to drive?"
Shu Lan raised her head: "Of course, don't underestimate your mother's memory."
She confidently turned the key, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove onto the road.
Ji Lan: "...Um, Commander, handbrake."
"Oh! I was wondering why it was so slow even after I stepped on the bottom."
Ji Lan was a little scared. She leaned her back against the seat and quietly groped for the seat belt at the edge of the seat.
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