Chapter 85 There are so many people.
"I, Qin Xiaoshuang, the only one in District Nine—"
The corpse-stinking grass quickly lost its smell and burrowed back into the soil, revealing more than 2,000 people waiting eagerly behind it. Ji Xin's loud voice was the first to come out.
"Commander! My dear Commander~ You're finally back. When you were away, I couldn't eat or drink. I was so worried about you."
"Finger... Wow, there are so many people!"
The unfathomable curve of Shu Lan's mouth froze on her face.
Hard, the fist is hard.
She endured hardships for a whole day and night, just waiting to trick these 20,000 people into the base camp, and then she would reveal her and Shu Maomao's identities as plunderers to dazzle everyone.
She just started acting, can't we let her finish her most pretentious lines?
Sooner or later, I will find a reason to beat up this kid Ji Xin.
The people of District 12 looked on in amazement as nearly a thousand people rushed out, their posture like a flock of sheep bleating enthusiastically as they were released to graze.
When the sheep saw these strangers, they looked frightened and wary.
There were so many people, really so many people, a long queue of cars and a dense crowd of heads.
Some atmospheres, once interrupted, can never be restored. Shu Lan felt that saying that line now would not achieve the desired effect, so she raised the megaphone expressionlessly and said in a flat tone, "Yes, I am the commander here, Qin Xiaoshuang."
District 12 was immediately in an uproar: "You lied to us? You said Lin Yi was here, but he's not here. What's the point of so many of us coming here with you?"
Shu Lan said calmly, "He's indeed here. His ashes are with us. Let's cut to the chase. Once you're in District 9, you're a District 9 person. Here, there's only... well, forget it, it's rather lackluster. Anyway, let me show you the treatment I'm talking about. Everyone, make way. I'm releasing the food."
"Oh oh oh."
The flock of sheep spread out, quickly clearing a flat area. "Let's have something to cool down tonight, scrambled eggs with bitter melon."
Shu Maomao raised his eyebrows and happily put basket after basket of bitter melon and box after box of eggs on the flat ground.
Very good, with so many people here, they can eat up all the bitter melon that he hates the most. It would be best if he doesn’t have to see bitter melon again this summer.
"Eggs? You still have so many eggs!"
"It would be a luxury to eat eggs instead of keeping them to hatch chicks."
"Why do you hoard so many things?"
Shu Lan didn't answer, but continued to rub her chin in thought: "My new friends have been killing zombies for a few years, so they probably can't stand red meat. So, let's have white meat tonight. How about stir-fried chicken with black fungus?"
The people from District 9 nodded vigorously with shining eyes.
Shu Maomao had an idea, and live chickens in iron cages appeared next to the bitter melon and eggs. The fat chickens jumped up and down in the cages, making the last cries of their lives.
The people in District 12 were also wailing in their hearts.
Why is there still such a huge gap between the rich and the poor in the end times!
Their base had been raising chickens for several years but had not been able to keep a single healthy, uninfected chicken. The people from District 9 had to spend the equivalent of a chicken farm.
The people farther behind were anxiously wondering what had happened. They jumped around anxiously, "What happened? Why isn't anyone moving?"
"Wait a minute, I heard they are discussing what to eat tonight."
"What's there to discuss? They're easy to grow and store. They're just ingredients. You can't eat potatoes and pumpkins until they bloom."
“There are healthy chickens in District Nine.”
"What? Chicken!"
This news was like a drop of water dropped into a frying pan, causing a huge uproar.
Shu Lan glanced at those who showed doubtful expressions: "Stop pretending, let's be honest. It's not God who took away your superpowers, but me, the biggest villain in this land."
Shu Maomao thought: Isn’t it me?
"I knew it! I felt something was wrong the moment she showed up!"
"Fuck, it turns out you were the one behind this."
The former superpower users from District 12 angrily grabbed their companions' guns and pointed them at Shu Lan: "No matter how you made my superpower disappear, give it back to me now!"
Lu Xingyao suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Don't shoot if you want to live!"
Shu Lan calmly stared at the gun barrels. "The reason I went to the trouble of bringing up a god with you guys is because I don't want to waste time on the road fighting like this. Uncle Lu, tell them what the God of Destruction's special powers are."
Shu Maomao looked numb: Can I stop using this nickname?
Lu Xingyao said helplessly: "The God of Plunder, Destruction is Qin Xiaoshuang's son. Not only can he steal superpowers, he can also use them after stealing them. I don't know how many superpowers he has. Qu Xiang couldn't kill him even with his rebound."
Lu Qinghe was shocked and said, "So Uncle Qu didn't run away at all, but..."
"Died at the hands of this kid."
Lu Qinghe felt a chill on her back. She came here with great expectations, but the "good" news she received turned out to be truths that were more outrageous than the last.
Shu Lan said, "He's just a well-behaved and obedient child. To be more precise, I'm the real culprit behind this. Hate me if you want, it doesn't matter. From now on, those who are willing to join District 9 and call me Commander from now on can come in."
"Calling you Commander?"
Shu Lan crossed her arms, looking completely different from the friendly person she had been when they first met. She said proudly and matter-of-factly, "Yes, there's no room for two tigers on one mountain. Of course, only one person can have the final say on a piece of land."
"I won't do it. I only listen to Lao Lu."
"At worst, I'll just fight her! I don't believe she can kill all these people!"
Some people in District 9 shook their heads silently. They were just as naive when they didn't know about the plunderers.
Shu Lan curled her lips slightly, a hint of ridicule forming in her lips. "No? My son killed all the zombies in the city last night. How could he kill 20,000 ordinary people?"
Everyone: ...
How come her words are like firecrackers, each one more explosive than the last, and she killed all the zombies in the city... No wonder I didn't see her in the second half of last night.
Lu Xingyao's suspicions were finally confirmed. He lowered his shoulders and head and stepped forward first, calling her in a heavy but clear voice, "Commander."
Shu Lan tapped her chin lightly, raised her slender arms, and casually swung them behind her, meaning to let him pass.
Lu Xingyao took two steps behind her and looked back at his daughter.
Lu Qinghe bit her lip, emotions flashing in her eyes. She figured it out. She figured out all the strange things that had happened to her father since yesterday.
It's hard to say. Who would have believed that a little boy under six, still reading comic books, could easily clear the city of zombies? Who would have gone to the so-called District 9 base with a woman who had killed the deputy commander and stolen all the combat abilities within a short time of meeting?
Including the bunch of grapes, the meaningless note, and the inexplicable disappearance of the mother and son last night.
Lu Qinghe took a deep breath slowly. She didn't want to give in to Qin Xiaoshuang who had been deceiving them all the way, but there was no way to retreat behind District 12, so she could only bite the bullet and move forward.
Finally, she lifted her feet and followed her father, bowing her head in resignation and calling out, "Commander."
Shu Lan nodded and picked up the loudspeaker to urge: "Hurry up, everyone in the back. It's time to cook. Killing the chicken will take time. Sister Wang, soak the fungus first."
"Okay, Commander."
Even Lu Xingyao took the lead. The people who had been eagerly waiting for the fresh food in front of them also put aside their psychological burdens and lined up obediently, filing in past her. "Commander."
The former superpowered person from District 12 stamped his feet anxiously: "Don't be tempted by her! She's a liar. She lied to us all the way!"
Shu Lan squinted and said, "You want to die, but you don't allow others to live? If you're eager to settle a score with me, then shoot now and see whose heart the bullet lands on."
The young boy's hand holding the gun began to tremble and hesitate.
Lu Xingyao strode out, snatched the gun from his hand, pushed him over, and patted him on the back of the head: "Speak, you little brat."
"Lao Lu! She stole all of our superpowers. I won't accept accepting such a bad woman as my commander!"
Shu Maomao raised the pistol impatiently and pointed it at the young man's heart: "Mommy, I've been waiting for him to shoot, but he keeps nagging. Can I go first?"
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