Chapter 200 is here.
After she finished laughing, she found she could speak: "And then?"
Lu Qinghe laughed as she spoke: "Then He Linfeng got angry and said, 'Brother, you're using a pedicure knife to open a can for me, is that something a human can do?' Tang Hao said, 'So what! I wipe it off after use, I use this to open it myself too! We're brothers, and you still look down on me!' He Linfeng said, 'No, you have to compensate me with a new can.' Tang Hao felt that good people don't get good rewards.' They had a quarrel and are now no longer friends."
Shu Lan's mouth corners drooped again soon, but fortunately she stopped crying. She managed to pull her mind away from sadness and began to think about the base.
After the base was built, Shu Lan stopped paying wages and asked them to spend the remaining balance on the ground to buy daily necessities. As for consumable daily necessities, they would be distributed uniformly per person at regular intervals.
Canned food was the most popular item exchanged, but the small problem of not having the tools to open the cans was often overlooked.
She turned to Shu Maomao and said, "Baby, ask Dazui to start a production line to make can openers. Let me know when they're done, and I'll arrange for someone to send them to them."
"Um."
Lu Qinghe suddenly sighed, "Commander, do you know when a person is most charming?"
Shu Lan thought for a moment and asked, "When is the payment?"
Lu Qinghe raised a finger and shook her head: "No~ It's time to solve the problem. Every time others are arguing and you are talking about how to solve the problem, I find you very charming."
Shu Lan said, "You're also charming when you praise me. Thank you for staying with me for so long, doctor. I'll go back first."
"You're welcome. Come often."
Shu Lan returned to the lounge and looked at Shu Maomao, who had been silently accompanying her. She touched his face distressedly and said, "I'm sorry, baby. I've neglected you a little these past two days. Is there anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
After entering the underground base, Shu Lan never cooked again. Fire and smoking were prohibited in the shelter, so everyone could no longer cook for themselves and had to return to the original system of communal dining. The two of them ate with everyone else.
Shu Maomao shook her head: "Mom, wait until you are completely well, and then cook when you want to. If you are not well, it's okay if you don't want to cook anymore."
Shu Lan curled her lips. He was so sensible. She wanted to cry again.
This time she forced herself to hold it in and said, "I'll get better soon, believe me. Secretary Huo must have a lot of problems piled up for us to deal with. Let's go and take a look together."
The underground base in District 9 is still managed by area, divided into more than 700 living areas and public areas. Each area has fixed posts such as receiving supplies, cooking, distributing meals, garbage collection, and maintaining order, and they work in shifts like students on duty.
In order to save energy and maintain the stability of the power system, people basically have no opportunity to use electricity privately. The base only turns on and off lights at fixed times to distinguish between day and night.
Before Shu Lan went to take the "posthumous photo" of Blue Star, everyone tried living underground for a while to check for possible problems in the future and find ways to solve them in advance.
But there must have been a lot of new troubles in the few months she was away. Huo Yu didn't bother her because he saw that she was in a bad mood. She couldn't continue to be depressed like this. As a commander, she should take on the responsibilities of a commander.
Work! Work! Work!
Divert your attention so that you don't keep immersing yourself in sadness.
After working for a while, Shu Lan finally recovered from the aftereffects of the three months of living together and then suddenly separating, and pressed the switch of her headphones.
She hadn't opened it because she was speechless before, fearing that he would know.
"Hello?"
The person on the other end of the headset quickly responded: "I'm here."
Shu Lan choked up, her voice filled with tears, and she said incoherently: "You don't have a signal..."
"Well, I changed my mind and didn't go back north."
Shu Lan paused for a moment and asked, "Are you above us?"
Li Yanli chuckled: "About the same, I'm next to the original river."
Shu Lan had the urge to go out and find him, but she knew she couldn't do that because if she went out she would have to force herself to separate from him again.
The two of them were silent for a while, and neither asked the other why he was silent.
It was Shu Lan who spoke again: "Have you seen the photo album I gave you?"
"not yet."
"Why?"
"I dare not look at it. I'm afraid if I see it I won't be able to help but go down to find you, and make you cry for a few more days."
Shu Lan said, "When will you watch it?"
"Wait a minute, let me prepare myself. What's Maomao doing?"
Shu Lan said, "A generator is broken and they're fixing it. You taught him that."
Li Yanli said, "I didn't teach him. He learned it just by watching from the side. He's much smarter than I was when I was a kid. When I was a teenager, I didn't know anything except playing badminton. I learned a lot of skills after the apocalypse."
"Swimming too?"
"Except for sports. When I was learning to swim, my dad saw that I was swimming very fast and suggested that I stop learning badminton and learn swimming instead. I disagreed."
"Why?"
“I like the feeling of sweating.”
"Oh." Shu Lan turned to Shu Maomao and asked, "Baby, do you prefer swimming or badminton?"
Shu Maomao answered without hesitation: "Badminton."
"Badminton or football?"
"badminton."
Li Yanli chuckled softly, "He probably likes me, so he loves me too."
Shu Maomao could hear it, and he said indifferently: "No, if football was a two-player sport, I would like it more."
Shu Lan said, "Did you hear that? We, Maomao, simply dislike our teammates for being too stupid. Stop being so narcissistic."
Li Yanli stopped smiling and sighed, "Very good, a professional sabotager."
As they chatted, Shu Lan's mood gradually stabilized. She felt like she was back to the time when they were in the south and the north, and they had nothing to do but chat every day.
There was nothing new to talk about. It was just about what they ate, how they slept, who made jokes at the base, or helping the zombies who had arrived in District 9 to pass on messages to their relatives.
Every day when Shu Lan turns on her headphones, the first thing she asks him is, "Is the meteorite coming?"
"Not yet, but it should be soon."
In the late apocalypse, everyone was busy and lived one day at a time. They basically gave up keeping track of time. Even if they had memories from before, they only knew that it was roughly this time period, but not the specific day.
This is also the reason why Shu Lan insisted on coming underground early.
As a result, after moving underground, people experienced nearly two months of peace, and some people began to doubt whether what she said about the meteorite was true.
Until this day, Shu Lan turned on her headphones and asked, "Are you here?"
Hearing Li Yanli's calm tone: "Here comes Shulan, I saw them last night, and they will land soon."
Shu Lan immediately went to the radio room next door to announce the news.
"The meteorite is about to land. Follow our previous simulation drill. Everyone, take your positions and don't move! Although we've anticipated every possible problem, plans can never keep up with changes. Be prepared for any unexpected situation."
About an hour later, when everyone was still nervous and at a loss, the base suddenly shook violently. The lights flickered a few times and then went out. The underground fell into darkness, and screams rang out one after another.
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