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Shi Zhenbang's death filled the return journey with silence, and made people realize that the commander who always looked smiling and easy to talk to was actually a cold-hearted person at heart.
She never trusted anyone except her son and was always on guard against the outside world.
Even if she was talking and laughing with Shi Zhenbang the previous second, once Shi Zhenbang showed any sign of betrayal, she would wipe him out without hesitation.
Shu Lan didn't care about what others thought. She was thinking about how to welcome the upcoming refugees.
From Zhao Hong, we can learn that they not only have more than 200 people with special abilities, but also nearly 3,000 ordinary people, most of whom are healthy young people with certain combat power.
With such a huge disparity in numbers, they definitely cannot start a fight openly like last time. Otherwise, at the command of the other side, more than 3,000 people will rush over and trample Shu Lan and her son to death.
So she had to use Shi Zhenbang as a warning to others, to let the people around him know that if they dared to reveal any news about the plunderers, Shi Zhenbang's fate would be theirs.
Putting aside other abilities, Shu Lan was really attracted by the ability of the commander of District 10. As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the king. First, take down the enemy's king, disrupt the morale of the army, and then take down this group of scattered sand.
Judging from Zhao Hong's tone, the "king" seemed to be a jerk who treated women as trophies.
After returning home, Shu Lan began to look for clothes.
The clothes they have now are basically picked up from clothing stores on the street, wardrobes in residential buildings, and warehouses of garment factories. They are stored in a fixed space and then distributed according to size when needed.
The same thing happened with the other supplies they collected while leveling the city. They sorted them out and stacked them on open ground according to their type and purpose, waiting for the time when they might be needed.
Sometimes Shu Lan felt that after being forced to stop working, the world was like the garbage dump where she used to live, with all the survivors picking and choosing in it, looking for recyclable waste.
She picked out a few sets of women's clothing with decent styles, plucked her eyebrows, and put on some girlish accessories to make herself look pure and pitiful.
However, everyone in the base already knew that these were all symbols of her intention to use her image advantage to hunt.
To be honest, I feel a little sympathetic towards the guests who are about to arrive but have no idea about the strength of this mother and son.
Five days later, three thousand people arrived at the center of District 9, and the lonely world seemed to suddenly become lively.
Shu Lan held Shu Maomao's hand and stood at the front, watching a row of cars coming straight towards them. The people who got off the cars were all in high spirits, like outsiders occupying a colony.
In fact, they are just deserters from the new species.
"This place has been bombed flat. There's not even a house to live in. Look at them. They probably survive by picking up garbage to eat. They're all pale and skinny, like beggars. It's really pitiful."
"What's with their expressions? Why are they all so lifeless? Why, don't they welcome us?"
Fang Botao couldn't help but reply, "Isn't it ridiculous to ask a group of local refugees to welcome another group of refugees?"
This is indeed unpleasant to hear, but it is also the truth.
The faces of those he mocked turned ugly: "What's your attitude?"
Fang Botao said: "I have the same attitude as you do. Who knows where you get the sense of superiority from to say we are pathetic?"
Zhong Mei grabbed his arm and whispered, "Stop talking..."
Shu Lan said softly, "Forget it, forget it. It's not easy to survive until now. It's more important to make arrangements for everyone first than to argue. As you know, after the large-scale bombing in District 9, most of the houses are destroyed. We need to quickly build a shelter for tonight. Our people can help."
"So where did you live before?"
"Underground, in the subway station after the renovation."
At this time, a very imposing car slowly drove over from behind and stopped in front of Shu Lan.
Ji Xin opened his eyes wide and blurted out: "Oh my god! Cullinan."
The car window rolled down, and a man who looked to be about thirty years old was seen holding the steering wheel with one hand and rubbing his chin with the other hand, looking at Shu Lan from head to toe.
"I heard that you are the current leader of District 9?"
The superior's contemptuous tone made Shu Lan almost guess his identity. She smiled and walked closer, nodding, "Yes, my name is Qin Xiaoshuang. I'm not really a leader, but because I'm a combat-type psychic, everyone is used to listening to me. What's your name?"
The man extended his hand and was about to speak when the rear door suddenly opened. A tall, cold-looking woman got out of the car and said unhappily, "Lin Yi, thousands of people at the base don't even have a place to sleep tonight, and you still have the mood to start a conversation here?"
After being scolded, the man named Lin Yi looked slightly unhappy: "Why are you so inexplicably angry at me again?"
Another woman got out from the other side of the car. She was also very beautiful, wearing a white dress. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she looked as weak as a sick Xi Shi.
"Lin Yi, I feel a little carsick and want to find a place to rest."
There was no place to rest. In front of us were either recycled debris or piles of rubble. Behind us was a bomb-torn city. There was not even a place to sit as far as the eye could see.
But the beauty holding her heart, I feel pity for her, Lin Yi's voice couldn't help but become gentle: "Wait a moment, I will take you to the space."
At this time, a sweet-looking young girl got out of the back seat and said coquettishly, "Brother Lin Yi, I want to go too!"
Shu Lan: “…”
It seemed like I felt hostility coming from different directions.
In the end, Lin Yi handed the matter of arranging accommodation to someone else. He took the two women into his space, but the tall and beautiful woman who came down at the beginning was unwilling to go with them. She stayed in the car and watched others set up tents.
Shu Lan was ignored and stood there. She frowned, and this little expression was noticed by the tall beauty. She sneered: "You dressed up carefully, didn't you? Your plan didn't work out. Are you upset?"
Shu Lan smiled: "It seems that you are the one who is suffering more."
Just now, when the two women walked away with Lin Yi's arms around them, the remaining one's disgust was almost written on his face.
The woman snorted coldly, took out a cigarette box, leaned against the car with an uneasy look on her face, and smoked one cigarette after another.
Shu Lan shrugged. Never mind. Although she looked okay, she was quite ordinary compared to the three people around Lin Yi. No wonder she was ignored.
Well, once men have power, wealth or status, they will want to have three wives and four concubines. This kind of thing has been seen many times before.
"Hey, take us to see what your underground base looks like."
A group of people pushed and shoved Shu Lan and the others and arrived at the subway station. The carefully arranged communal space inside made the outsiders' eyes light up.
"Not bad, this place."
Shu Lan smiled and said, "Well, you can also modify it like this. If conditions permit, we can expand the underground connection..."
Those people looked at each other, and a knowing smile flashed across their faces: "The renovation should be left to experienced people. Let's give us this underground residence."
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