Chapter 89 Equivalent Exchange.
The auxiliary ability person thought he had escaped danger, but was finally picked up and given a piece of corn and two eggs, which he ate while being questioned.
Lu Qinghe introduced them one by one: "Healing, strengthening emotions, gambling luck bonus, playing dead...matter decomposition and reorganization."
Shu Lan stopped and looked at the man in front of her. He had medium-length hair, a slightly unkempt beard, but fair skin and neat clothes, so he didn't look sloppy at all.
"Material decomposition? Isn't this a combat type?"
Lu Qinghe quickly added, "He can only decompose inanimate objects, and the volume of the decomposed matter cannot exceed a five-by-five cube."
The man glared at Shu Lan arrogantly: "Just take it away, robber."
Lu Qinghe called his name anxiously: "Teacher Zhou, don't say such things!"
"Why do you call him Teacher Zhou?"
Lu Qinghe quickly explained, "His last name is Zhou Yan. He used to be a high school chemistry teacher, but he holds a doctorate. Commander! He's a sharp-tongued person, but he's not a bad person. He reassembled all our ammunition. And he...his combat effectiveness is very low! Very low! Look at him, he's as thin as a bamboo pole. Any grown man could easily knock him down."
Zhou Yan was furious: "I'm not as useless as you say..."
Lu Qinghe interrupted him sharply: "You have it! You have it!"
She secretly glared at the person opposite her and cursed in her heart: Fool, you have a high IQ but low EQ, I am trying to save you!
Shu Lan suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Lu Qinghe, "Do you have a physics teacher at your base?"
"ah?"
She changed her words so quickly that Lu Qinghe almost didn't react: "Maybe, I haven't paid attention to this. Should I go and ask?"
Shu Lan added another request: "It would be best if all the teachers were called over."
"Okay...okay, what about these people now?"
Shu Lan waved her hand nonchalantly: "Teacher Zhou stays, the others can go."
Lu Qinghe was helpless and could only hope that Zhou Yan could see the situation clearly and stop saying anything he shouldn't say.
Of course, the word "robber" wouldn't cause Shu Lan to go on a killing spree. Seeing Zhou Yan holding the food but not eating it, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Teacher Zhou, if I don't use your special ability, how about you teach my son chemistry?"
"No."
He answered bluntly. Shu Lan tutted, then stopped pushing. "Really? Then you seem to be of no use other than saying a few unpleasant things to annoy people. I don't keep idle people. Go away. I don't believe there's no one else alive who can teach chemistry."
Zhou Yan looked at her coldly, turned and left.
Shu Lan called out to him, "Hey! Leave my corn and eggs. If you don't want to eat them, I'll give them to my son's math teacher."
Zhou Yan turned back and threw the thing in his hand to Shu Lan. His cheek muscles twitched slightly, and he stared at her sharply, saying viciously, "Who cares!"
"Oh my, what a spirit!"
Shu Lan taunted him mercilessly, "But I remember there's also the principle of equivalent exchange in chemistry. You don't seem to have memorized it. You're even worse than me, a high school graduate. I'm worried you'll corrupt my son. You must leave District 9 and stay away from the territory controlled by a bandit like me. Bye~~"
Zhou Yan walked very fast this time, and his back was filled with anger that was visible to the naked eye.
Shu Lan smiled and said, "Let's go find Teacher Huo and give him some extra food."
Everyone was queuing up to get breakfast. Zhou Yan walked out against the crowd, keeping his head held high.
It's just a plundering ability, what's so great about it? Everyone has to fawn over her, and they dare not say a word or resist even after their ability is taken away. How pathetic! Ridiculous!
He rushed along with a cold face. When someone he knew met him on the road and asked him where he was going, he didn't answer and just walked away from the crowd step by step.
No one caught up. No one cared about the fate of a chemistry PhD who could use his superpowers to make bullets. After all, everyone's guns had been confiscated and they no longer needed ammunition.
The anger in Zhou Yan's eyes gradually disappeared and turned into unwillingness. He looked back at the vehicles parked on the side of the road. Now they were all locked, and the keys were in the woman's hands.
She controls everything in her hands! She is more domineering than the most autocratic emperor.
Zhou Yan picked up a piece of scrap metal, disassembled it, put it into the lock and reassembled it into a key. He opened the car door, sat on it, and then started the car using the old method.
The fuel tank pattern light on the dial lit up clearly, indicating that the car was almost out of fuel.
Zhou Yan changed another car, but as usual, it was out of gas and broke down after driving for a while.
In the deserted city, he closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently, and kept telling himself to stay calm.
The production process of gasoline is complicated, requiring petroleum as raw material and adding various complex chemicals, which are not substances that he can currently reconstruct.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't have a means of transportation. He can separate the water, carbohydrates, fats and vitamins necessary for the human body from other plants and use them as food. He can survive alone without relying on others.
At the base, Shu Maomao told Shu Lan that someone had driven away the car.
According to her usual practice, Shu Lan would have him blow up the car to prevent others from escaping with the information about the predators.
He didn't blow it up this time because Shu Lan calculated that the several survivor bases closest to District 9 had all fallen. Even if this group of people were given vehicles, they had no destination to go to.
District 11? It's coming sooner or later.
As the saying goes, things change over time. The plunderers are no longer the same plunderers as before, and hiding one’s head and showing one’s tail has become a thing of the past.
Since they have hundreds of superpowers, of course they have to stand up straight and be the bad guys.
"He can't go far, just let him jump around."
Shu Lan found Huo Yu and gave him the extra corn and eggs she had. "Eat them. A proud fool left them for you."
Huo Yu: “?”
Shu Lan didn't elaborate on the matter. Instead, she looked at the line of people and sighed, "With so many people, how many more houses would we have to build to accommodate them?"
"Their dormitories? We'll all be underground eventually anyway, so a temporary shelter doesn't need to be too complicated. Walls and a roof will do. For beds, just put something on the ground to cushion them. I suggest we hand this over to Lu Xingyao, and those of us who already have shelter can offer our help. That way, we can unite quickly, and with more people, we can build faster."
Shu Lan burst out laughing. "I really enjoy talking to you. You're like a search engine. You get the answer as soon as you ask."
Huo Yu's heart was shaken, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he suddenly couldn't speak. He peeled eggs in a hurry to hide his abnormality.
After peeling it, he noticed Shu Maomao staring at him, so he asked, "You want it?"
Shu Maomao nodded: "I want egg white."
Huo Yu gave him both egg whites. Shu Maomao ate them one at a time and took out the textbook to continue his math class.
Not long after, Lu Qinghe came panting over with a group of people to find Shu Lan. "Everything is here, Qin... Commander, this one is elementary school Chinese, this one is junior high biology, this one is elementary school math, I forgot, what did you teach before?"
"Junior high school politics."
"Yes, and this sister is a kindergarten teacher, so she should be considered a teacher. Eh? Where is Teacher Zhou?"
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