Chapter 124: Battle of Hundreds of People.
The patient was cured, and Orange arranged for someone to distribute the medicine. There was no such old monkey Zhao among the old men surnamed Zhao in District 15.
Shu Lan grabbed the loudspeaker and called out, "We're looking for players for an exciting game right now. Anyone willing to sign up?"
All her friends in District 15, who were still in fear of her, lowered their heads and pretended to be invisible.
I don’t dare to play it, in case it’s a deadly game.
Seeing no one responding to her, Jing Hongyu was afraid that she would get embarrassed and angry, so he hesitated for a second and took the initiative to stand up: "I want to play."
Shu Lan nodded and asked, "Anything else? If not, I'll call out names. I'll point out whoever I don't like."
Everyone's eyes were filled with despair. It seemed that today was destined to be a day of bloodshed.
Ji Lan, who was distributing oranges, raised her hand and said, "I want to play, Commander."
The desperate man perked up. "Hmm? Ji Lan going? That doesn't seem too fatal."
Shu Lan nodded appreciatively: "There are two of us now, and we still need ninety-eight spots. If you sign up, you can get a whole box of compressed biscuits."
Anyway, she didn't like to eat that stuff. She hadn't eaten it since Lin Yi died. If she kept it in the space, it would take up space, but if she threw it away, it would be a waste.
Ji Lan's participation gave everyone a sense of security. People raised their hands one after another. Shu Lan counted about a hundred people and took them to the previously empty community.
"Come, let me tell you the rules of the snowball fight. For the next half hour, Master Mao Mao will fight a hundred of you alone. He won't use his special powers, but will hit you with snowballs. Anyone hit by a snowball will be eliminated. The game is played throughout the entire neighborhood. You can hide and run, but you can't resist. At the end of the time, those who haven't been hit will receive a reward... a basket of oranges. Oranges have been quite abundant lately. Don't go upstairs. Go lock the doors of each unit first."
After explaining the rules, Shu Lan muttered a few words in her son's ear. Shu Maomao took out the dice and rolled it to the moth side.
Before, these six pets would not show up unless there was food. When Shu Maomao became stronger and stronger, they knew who was the one in charge and gradually became obedient.
The appearance of the giant moth caused a panic, but the moth simply turned sideways as if it knew where to go, allowing Shu Lan to step on its wings and grab the fluff on its back to climb up. It then slowly righted itself, and it became Shu Lan's exclusive flying vehicle. For safety, Shu Maomao also used vines to fix her on the moth's back.
Shu Lan clutched a small, battery-recharged alarm clock and continued, "You'll have three minutes to hide. The game will officially begin in three minutes. I'll be watching from the air and reminding you of the time. Go inside and hide."
The moth flapped its wings and flew into the air. Shu Lan moved forward and looked down at the entire battle situation.
After one hundred people entered the complex, Shu Lan saw the three-minute timer was up, raised her megaphone, and announced, "Get ready! The game begins! Master Maomao is entering."
Shu Maomao rushed into the community with a snowball in his hand. When he saw any figure passing by, he would attack without hesitation.
"ah!"
“Ouch!”
Shu Lan acted as commentator mid-air: "Two have been eliminated."
Shu Maomao, who is always uninterested in others, now looks particularly focused with his bright eyes.
He grabbed the snow on the roadside and saw the figure hiding behind the house. He chased after them, and excitement was written on their running backs: "Don't even think about running away!"
Shu Lan put down the speaker, a smile on her lips, and her warm, loving gaze was like an invisible thread, pulling at her little child.
Go play, Shu Maomao. It’s nice to grow up happily while having fun.
Under Shu Maomao's accurate shooting, the number of people quickly decreased, and the remaining people either hid in seclusion or ran very fast.
Ji Lan squatted behind a very tall grass and heard hurried footsteps getting closer and closer to him. Then, his eyes went dark and a figure rushed in and squatted down beside him, panting.
After being discovered, Jing Hongyu ran through two buildings and narrowly escaped death. He just found a good feng shui spot, but he didn't expect her to hide there too. He shouted in surprise: "Senior sister!"
Ji Lan glared at him and gestured to shut up.
This was followed by the sound of wings flapping and voices in mid-air: "Master Mao Mao has eliminated sixty-five people. There are sixteen minutes left. Friendly reminder, your footprints in the grass are very obvious."
Jing Hongyu and Ji Lan's expressions froze at the same time, and they looked at their feet.
Damn it, forget it!
There were running footsteps outside. Jing Hongyu stood up with a fearless attitude and strode out: "Senior sister, I'll lead him away. Promise me, you must stay until the end!"
Ji Lan: “…”
It's just a snowball fight, why make it so tragic?
Jing Hongyu went out again, and another sound of footsteps caught up with him. Not long after, a voice with a smile sounded from above Ji Lan's head: "The sixty-sixth person is eliminated."
Ji Lan emerged from the bushes and suddenly saw a dark figure in his sight. His heart skipped a beat and he ran in the opposite direction.
It's just a snowball fight! Why is she so nervous?
The community is quite large, and as long as someone keeps running with Shu Maomao, time can be wasted. The fair referee finally announced the end of the 30-minute game. The remaining five people were sweating and steaming as if they had been pulled out of hot water.
Shu Maomao was also sweating, his eyes sparkling, and he said unconvincedly, "Let's do it again."
The five people waved their hands quickly: "We can't come, we can't come."
I really can't run anymore.
Shu Lan got down from the moth, pulled out the hem of her sweater to wipe Shu Maomao's sweat, and said, "You kid, you never get tired of running. It's getting dark. Mommy will pick another hundred people to play with you tomorrow. Give out the prizes first."
The five people returned with a basket of oranges, which attracted onlookers and caused a sensation.
"Oh my god, she really gives!"
"I spent the whole afternoon looking for bottles and only managed to exchange them for two. If I had known this earlier, I would have gone and had a snowball fight too."
"There's still one tomorrow? When is it? I'll go sign up too!"
At this moment, someone rushed over and said, "The commander of District 9 said we did a good job picking up bottles this afternoon and pulled out a hundred sheep. We're having mutton stewed with radishes tonight!"
"What the hell?! What meat! Say it again!"
He Sheng felt very complicated because the knife he used to chop cabbage at noon was used to slaughter sheep in the afternoon.
Someone ran over excitedly from behind, "The commander said not to throw away the orange peels. Wash them and throw them into the mutton soup to remove the mutton smell."
When everyone heard the word "commander", the first person they thought of was Jing Hongyu, and then they realized that they had a new commander who could easily pull out a hundred sheep.
A bright and warm flame burned in the stove. Everyone, sick and healthy, came downstairs to help with the meal. In this frozen, desolate, and dying world, the aroma of food rose into the air, enveloping a small world full of vitality.
Shu Lan built a separate stove and put an iron rack on it to make charcoal-grilled lamb chops.
It was her first time making such a big dish, and she was a little confused: "Should I marinate it first..."
Shu Maomao sat beside her, crunching an apple. "Mommy, I don't know."
He only knows how to eat.
Shu Lan leaned over to the apple in his hand, took a bite, and said, "Let's go ask someone. I'll make sure you have some delicious barbecue today."
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