Chapter 50: Clear porridge and side dishes.
Upon hearing this, the people around Shu Lan immediately became excited: "Why should we give up the house we renovated?"
"It would take ages just to build a wall to block the entrance. And you're trying to take over the fruits of someone else's labor with just one sentence. That's unreasonable."
The people in District 10 used all kinds of supernatural powers to intimidate this group of ordinary people.
"Just because we're better than you, that's the truth. Hurry up and get your things in. It's still early before dark, and you still have time to get to the next subway station."
"commander!"
Someone shouted indignantly.
Shu Lan turned around and gave him a warning look. She had been told several times not to call the commander yet. It was not the time to draw the knife yet.
Fortunately, no one questioned this sudden name. The man retracted his neck and covered his mouth. Shu Lan sighed softly: "Everyone go in and pack your things."
Everyone poured their heart and sweat into renovating this underground space. They carried the partitions piece by piece and assembled them. Beds, tables, chairs, even the dishes and chopsticks were found and brought back from the ruins. Every bit of it bore the marks of their shared life. Asking them to abandon this place would be like leaving their homeland.
But the commander's orders could not be questioned, so everyone went in with a heavy and resentful heart, found their own small compartment, and took away as much as they could.
Shu Lan also went to her own office, rolled up her bedding and handed it to Shu Maomao.
Shu Maomao sat on her crib and said unhappily, "Mommy, when can we do that?"
He was a little annoyed that he had to move to another place when he was living there comfortably.
Shu Lan squatted down and whispered, "Don't worry, it will be soon."
There are always a large group of people around Lin Yi, and any small move he makes may be observed by others, so it is not a good time to take action.
Shu Maomao nodded and put the bedding in her hand into her own space.
Shu Lan suddenly thought of something and said, "Bring out some food, baby."
Shu Maomao took out twelve bags of rice, four bags of flour, some dried radishes, peppers, potatoes and sweet potatoes, and Shu Lan called a few people in to get them.
When they were leaving the subway station, the Area 10 psychic stopped Shu Lan at the entrance and asked, "Where are the space psychics here? Do you have any food supplies?"
Shu Lan's face darkened. "We're eating what's left over from the previous base. Your commander has stockpiled so much supplies, he wouldn't even want to take our scraps, would he? If you want to kill us, why not just go for it and fight us outright?"
Fang Botao, carrying two bags of rice, walked out from behind her, put them on the old tricycle, and glared at the person who was talking to her.
The people in District 10 weren't ready to force their compatriots to death. Seeing that there wasn't much food left, and considering that they'd have to live in the same area, they softened their tone. "I'm just asking. You've all been so cooperative. If aid is needed, of course we'll help you. We're all survivors. How could we let our own people starve to death? Isn't that right?"
Shu Lan, looking as if she had been tortured by fate to the point of losing her temper, said expressionlessly, "Haha, thank you in advance."
She didn't take anyone to the new subway station, but slept on the ground with ordinary people in District 10.
The class division in District 10 is very obvious. Lin Yi and his three wives live in a space, people with special abilities and their families live in RVs or tents, ordinary people who have tents sleep in tents, and those who don’t have tents can use a piece of cardboard and a pair of bedding as a nest.
When it's time for dinner, someone will come to distribute food. Ordinary people will get a bowl of porridge and a spoonful of vegetable soup without any oil or water.
The psychics have their own kitchen utensils and ingredients, and can cook for themselves or eat together as a team.
But Lin Yi didn’t know.
Shu Lan's men watched as they ate roast potatoes and pumpkin rice, feeling mixed emotions.
Ji Xin muttered quietly, "Did you see that from District 8? You don't know until you compare yourself. Once you compare yourself, you'll know how good our commander...Sister Shuang is."
From District 8: "Secretary Shi is also very nice to us."
"That was when you were still useful. If you had been ordinary people like us from the beginning, you would have died in District 8 long ago."
District 8: "Alas."
Some of the truths are really heartbreaking. If they were not people with special abilities, they would not even be qualified to escape from District 8 alive.
"Although Sister Shuang is a bit overbearing, she eats and lives with us. If she's well-fed, we won't go hungry. Don't think of imitating Secretary Shi and ruining Sister Shuang's plans!"
"I know, I know."
After finishing her meal, Shu Lan strolled over to Zhao Hong and waved to him, "Brother, come here. I have something to tell you."
Zhao Hong also had a team. He was on patrol with his teammates. When he saw the beautiful woman waving at him, he gave his teammates a smug look and walked over to tease, "What's up, little boss?"
Shu Lan reached out and patted him, complaining, "Why didn't you tell me ahead of time that your commander was surrounded by so many beauties? I've lost face."
Her strength was so light that it felt like a caress. The breeze she stirred up was fragrant, and her voice was sweet and soft. Zhao Hong thoroughly enjoyed it, smiling broadly as he said, "How can you blame me? It's you who didn't think of it. At a time like this, Brother Lin is the equivalent of the richest man in the country. How could the richest man have only one wife?"
Shu Lan's face was filled with frustration. "What should I do? I can't even hug him. When will he come out of his space?"
"Forget it. If he doesn't fall in love with you at first sight, you basically have no chance. You know, that tall sister-in-law was Brother Lin's goddess in college, and she used to be a flight attendant. The sister-in-law in the white dress was Brother Lin's first love, and there was another sister-in-law who was his childhood sweetheart. You're just a stranger you met by chance, and a widow at that. How could you possibly be interested in plain porridge and small dishes when you're used to eating luxurious food?"
Shu Lan sneered in her heart, Brother Lin, you really know how to enjoy yourself. With the space, you can even start a harem, but there are still barriers to entry.
She stamped her foot unhappily: "You are the one who eats plain porridge and small dishes!"
"Oh my, you're still angry. Okay, let me tell you something. Brother Lin usually comes out based on his mood. You can go to my sister-in-law's place, by the tent next to the car, and wait. He will definitely go to my sister-in-law when he comes out."
Shu Lan's eyes lit up and she smiled happily: "Okay, I understand. Thank you. I'll give you a small potted plant."
"A potted plant? What do I need this for?"
Shu Lan said: "It blooms, looks beautiful, and can purify the air."
"profound."
Zhao Hong took the potted plant. The unknown plant inside was growing very lushly, with curved stems and leaves radiating from the center to the outside, like a green flower.
There were small thorns on it, and he got pricked by it without noticing, and blood immediately came out of his finger.
"Hiss! Why are there still thorns?"
Shu Lan said in frustration, "Oh, I forgot. Sorry, sorry. I'll get you an expired Band-Aid. We have plenty."
"……never mind."
Shu Lan was about to say goodbye and leave when he suddenly saw his teammate behind him holding a crawling shadow. He asked curiously, "You still have a healthy dog?"
Zhao Hong glanced back and replied calmly, "That's not a dog, it's a person, our Brother Lin's toy."
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