Chapter 117 Looks familiar.
Shu Lan was easily afraid of the cold after giving birth. Before getting out of the car, she had to wear a hat, scarf, and gloves. She wrapped herself tightly before opening the car door and turning half a circle from the front of the car to see Jing Hongyu lying on the ground.
Even Ji Lan didn't recognize him at first, and Shu Lan couldn't recognize him at all. She thought the man rushing towards her was a crazy hooligan.
She frowned: "Who is this person, looking for death?"
Shu Maomao pulled out his left hand, and with a thought, a pistol appeared out of thin air at his fingertips. He turned the gun around, put his fingertips on the trigger, and aimed the muzzle at Jing Hongyu's head.
Jing Hongyu's expression changed drastically with excitement: Kid, gun, a real gun?!
Seeing the real gun's fingers actually moving, Jing Hongyu quickly spoke out to identify himself: "Senior! It's me!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Ji Lan took a breath and said in surprise: "Commander, don't shoot! He is Jing Hongyu!"
Shu Lan's eyes swept over the man's eyebrows and recognized some familiar traces.
The handsome, confident, and enthusiastic boy like the sun in my memory now has messy hair and a beard that hasn't been shaved for several days. Not only does he look sloppy, but his appearance is also greatly ruined. He looks even more miserable than a homeless person or a beggar.
Her brows frowned even deeper, she raised her hand to place it on the back of Shu Maomao's hand and shook her head at him.
There was no need to kill anyone, Shu Maomao withdrew his hand and walked aside.
The most common snow in District 9 was sleet, which melted as soon as it hit the ground. He hadn't seen such thick snow since he left Ci'an with Shu Lan. It covered the city with a white blanket, and he became interested in it while in the car.
The snow was dirty from being stepped on, and Shu Maomao looked up at the trees above them that were covered in snow.
Ji Lan reached out and pulled Jing Hongyu up. Her eyes fell on the scars on his face. For a moment, she didn't know what expression to use to face him.
He looked like he had suffered a terrible defeat after going against her.
He was still very annoyed, especially when he ran into the escaping mutant on the road just now, and he felt even more disappointed with Jing Hongyu.
If Qin Xiaoshuang were this kind of person who could share the good times but not the bad times, she would definitely strip them clean and kick them out to fend for themselves. Why did Jing Hongyu give up so many benefits? If she hadn't come, wouldn't the remaining people have died?
But when facing this gloomy, no longer confident, and even somewhat humble Jing Hongyu, Ji Lan's words of scolding were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them out.
She was bullied because she wasn't strong enough before. Now Jing Hongyu has lost his appeal due to a crushing defeat and injuries, and the same is true.
Not only did Jing Hongyu treat her as an elder sister, Ji Lan also treated Jing Hongyu as a younger brother who, although not very ambitious, could not be completely ignored.
Her tone was stiff, as if she were a stranger, as she introduced Shu Lan to Jing Hongyu: "This is my commander, Qin Xiaoshuang."
When Jing Hongyu was recognized, Shu Lan pulled her scarf up quite a bit, revealing only a pair of lively eyes. Her tone sounded very friendly: "Hello, Jing Hongyu."
The name Qin Xiaoshuang is in the completely opposite camp to Beiting. Beiting is the leader of the pro-war faction, while Qin Xiaoshuang is the leader of the pro-surrender faction, and she is also servile and trying her best to please the Zombie King.
Before, everyone looked down on Qin Xiaoshuang from District 9, but now they are begging her for help.
When everyone was cursing Qin Xiaoshuang, Jing Hongyu did not participate, but he also chose Beiting. Now that she has generously extended a helping hand, Jing Hongyu feels ashamed from the bottom of his heart. He dare not look her in the eyes and has no confidence to speak.
"Hello, shall we...shake hands?"
"Of course." Shu Lan's eyes curved, and when she stretched out her hand, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Shu Maomao who had walked under the tree and raised his foot towards the trunk.
She immediately changed the direction of her hand, took two steps back, and squatted down with her head in her hands.
Jing Hongyu was puzzled: "Why..."
The snow that fell from the sky hit him head on and silenced the rest of his words.
Ji Lan was startled. Although she was standing very close, the snow falling from the tree only hit Jing Hongyu and did not affect her.
Seeing Jing Hongyu standing there stupidly like a white stake, she couldn't help but chuckle. The awkwardness and estrangement when they met again after parting ways also disappeared with this smile.
What a poor unlucky guy.
Shu Lan stood up, quickly grabbed Shu Maomao, and stuffed a handful of snow into his collar: "Watch this, you bad boy!"
Shu Maomao shrank her neck and hid, trying to call back her mother's love: "It's so cold, Mommy, I've checked, I can't hit you!"
"You scared me! Next time, before you do something bad, you have to tell your mom, okay?"
"knew."
Jing Hongyu shook his head, leaned closer to Ji Lan and whispered, "Senior sister, why is Qin Xiaoshuang taking her son around when he's so young? Why doesn't she keep him at the base? She's giving him a real gun as a toy. How dangerous is that?"
Ji Lan suddenly understood how her cousin Ji Xin felt when they first met.
She looked at Jing Hongyu with the same ambiguous and sympathetic look without explaining.
He would soon know the answer.
Shu Lan rubbed Shu Maomao, who was becoming increasingly sinister, and then returned to a serious tone: "Let's go and see the patient."
This is the important matter at the moment, so Jing Hongyu put his doubts aside for the time being and led them.
The scarf was too stuffy, Shu Lan whispered in Shu Maomao's ear, and Shu Maomao gave her a mask, which she put on secretly when Jing Hongyu wasn't noticing.
She could make Jing Hongyu recognize her, but the time was not right yet.
The wild dog was leaning against the window watching the fun. The group of people who had left and returned looked so embarrassed when they faced Ji Lan and Jing Hongyu, which was really funny.
As the crowd began to move, Dingo saw a little boy.
Since the outbreak of the zombie virus, the birth rate has been close to zero.
Firstly, the medical system is imperfect, and childbirth poses a huge risk to women's lives.
Secondly, when they cannot even feed themselves, they may not be able to raise their existing children, and having more children will only add burden to the base and teammates.
Therefore, children under the age of ten are becoming increasingly rare. In the end times, their scarcity is no less than that of prehistoric creatures. Once they appear, they will definitely attract attention.
The wild dog also found it strange, so he looked a few more times, his eyes widening as he looked. The cigarette butt fell on his finger with a plop, and he didn't care about the burn, he turned around and shouted into the house: "Captain——"
Shu Maomao downstairs twitched his ears, looked up at the empty windowsill, and then shook Shu Lan's hand.
His action meant that he had something to say that only Shu Lan could hear. Shu Lan squatted down and put her ear close to him.
"Mommy, hurry up and get the superpower."
His son must have his reasons for asking this, so Shu Lan didn't ask any more questions. She stood up and shouted, "Ji Lan, you and Jing Hongyu, call all the psychics here to show me around."
The word "familiar" made Ji Lan understand it immediately and he carried it out without hesitation.
The people in District 9 looked at each other, pursed their lips to prevent the corners of their mouths from curling up, and stood silently behind their commander.
Upon hearing this news, the psychics in District 15 were all stunned, with pride on their faces.
What does it mean if it looks familiar? It means it will be reused!
Sure enough, no matter where they go or in front of which commander, they are always given the highest priority.
When the fourth elder heard the summons, he glanced at Ji Lan with disdain and said to Jing Hongyu, "Look, the commander of District 9 didn't come here to treat Ji Lan's illness out of respect. She came here to take away the superpowers from District 9, and secondly, the healthy people. This is the choice of a smart commander."
Jing Hongyu was already tired and didn't want to argue with him, so he went on to call the next person.
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