Chapter 164 There are plenty of ways.
"You made up the story, you must know it!"
Shu Lan folded her arms and shook her head slowly, "That's how the story ends. It's over."
The lie detector revealed that this was actually the truth, and the story really ended.
Shu Maomao recalled her odd behavior before she told the story, and after considering the context, she concluded, "Mommy, you did it on purpose."
Shu Lan played dumb: "What are you doing on purpose?"
"He made up a suspenseful story and wanted me to show you his memories."
Shu Lan lowered her eyelashes, her tone becoming somewhat lost: "You have grown up..."
It’s becoming increasingly difficult to fool people.
"So now you understand how uncomfortable it is to be kept in the dark." Shu Lan pulled her chair closer and straightened her attitude. "I want to see it with my own eyes because I have so many questions. It would be very tiring for you to relay them all."
Her eyes softened, and she whispered to her son, who still looked so proud, "Are you afraid that I'll be lost in those dreams, seeing what he once did, and become a stranger to you for An... Li Yanli? No, I always knew I was dreaming. Those worlds didn't have my son in them, and I didn't miss them at all."
Shu Maomao curled her lips in anger: "Then why are you crying for him? I don't like to see you cry."
"Crying is normal empathy. Those people reading novels in the reading room will also shed tears when they see sad parts. Mommy cried for the same reason as them. I might change my opinion of Li Yanli, but I won't regard myself as the protagonist in the book, because in this world, he and I are just sworn brothers. If you don't believe me, use a lie detector and ask me again."
Shu Maomao looked at her for a while and asked, "Mommy, will you like him again and want to be with him forever?"
So this is what he cares about.
Shu Lan's heart softened into a muddy wetland, and her nose began to feel sore.
She stood up, dragged her chair next to Shu Maomao, opened her arms and hugged him tightly, saying firmly: "I can't guarantee that I will fall in love with him again, but what I can confirm is that the most important person to me is Shu Maomao. I will never leave you. I will be by your side until you grow up and do my best to give you everything you want until the day I die."
It's the truth, it couldn't be truer.
Ever since reading all of Li Yanli's memories last night, Shu Maomao has been in a mess. Subconsciously, he wants to stop her from knowing the truth. After all, that liar has done too much.
It was not until this moment that Shu Maomao finally felt soothed by Shu Lan's gentle words.
He is not Experiment No. 1, and Mommy is not Shu Lan in those timelines.
"Okay, let's take our time with this. There's no rush. Let's go out first. We couldn't even see what Crescent Bay looked like last night. We just unlocked seafood, so tonight we can have a seafood barbecue on the beach, grilling mantis shrimp."
Shu Maomao nodded: "And octopus, you said you wanted to eat it last time."
Shu Lan kissed him: "Oh~ I love you even more. You remember everything I said. The chestnuts should be cooked. Let me tell you, Maomao, cooked chestnuts are super delicious. You will definitely like them."
It is indeed delicious, with a soft and glutinous texture of starch, and is sweeter than raw chestnuts.
After the unfortunate Crescent Bay experienced a great battle with predators, the trees were all over the place, the ground was full of pits, and there were the remains of some large arthropods and mollusks. The scene was as messy as the last time they fought with Beiting.
Shu Lan saw the destructive power and shook her head, "You guys are so fierce even when you're just playing."
Shu Maomao didn't respond.
At first, we played for fun, but later we started to want to win, so we tried our best.
However, it is really exciting to fight against opponents of similar strength.
The mantis shrimp and octopus were still alive and kicking when they were taken out, and kept trying to attack Shu Lan.
"Baby, call out Blackie... Never mind, he has no fingers. Let Big Mouth start the production line. Devein and devein all these shrimps, then thread them on skewers and give them to me."
She, the mother of plunderers, has plenty of ways to deal with barbecue ingredients when she doesn't want to.
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In the north, under the mental brainwashing of "infection means evolution", there are less than 100,000 uninfected people in more than 20 districts, while there are still millions of zombies left.
Humans wondered, "Why are you keeping us locked up instead of helping us evolve?"
Most zombies also didn't understand: "Why leave so few of them? They don't want to live anymore. There are still many crystal cores, so why not infect them all and become the same kind?"
Jiang Jun collected materials and worked for a long time using the special abilities of mechanical transformation. He connected the LCD screens in several large stadiums, took out the memory card from the camera that Anselin brought back, and inserted it into the homemade projection control machine.
The audience entered and took their seats. There were both zombies and humans, and the video began to play.
A vibrant survivor base is reflected in every pair of eyes filled with fatigue, confusion and despair.
The video cover shows a pale sky, and then the camera moves down to focus on people coming out of the dormitory door and walking to the public pool to wash. There are both men and women, and everyone is clean and tidy. They are talking and laughing with the people next to them. It can be seen that they have had enough sleep and are in good spirits.
The camera then changes to a large cafeteria, with the person filming interviewing a man who had just finished queuing and was leaving with his breakfast in hand: "Hey, what part of the job are you responsible for?"
The man saw the camera and became visibly nervous. He stammered, "Water, cement worker."
"How many grain coins can I get for a day's work?"
"Three."
"Is that enough?"
"That's enough."
After the interview, the camera moved to the front of the line, stopping on steaming buns and sweet potatoes, each the size of an adult man's palm. A voice behind the camera asked the person distributing the food, "How much is today's breakfast?"
"One grain coin can be exchanged for three sweet potatoes or three steamed buns, or a mix."
The camera then focused on the grain coins in the box next to it. They were round metal coins with hollowed-out numbers in the middle. People put the large grain coins in in an orderly manner and got the change themselves.
Jiang Jun said to Anselin beside him, "This base is quite real. Instead of centralized distribution of supplies, they've actually rebuilt a set of monetary rules, exchanging labor for food."
Anselin's mouth curled up: "It's like a new world."
The camera then panned across the dazzling array of goods in the exchange shop, the books in the reading room, the sports field undergoing renovations, and the underground base construction where many people were busy...
Finally, the camera scanned a large red banner - "The Third Gala of the Ninth District Human Base". After a two-second pause, the sound suddenly became noisy, and the camera showed a young woman's face.
"Respected Commander Qin Xiaoshuang..."
Anselin stared at the face intently. It was white and smooth, without any wounds or bloodstains. The pupils were bright, and the rosy lips were smiling lively, like a little fox.
There are no zombies rotting towards death in the video; all of them are human beings full of vitality.
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