Chapter 155: Take a long-term view.
Because of the mixed crowd, District 9 has extremely strict security. There are teams patrolling the city every night. Anyone who bullies the weak, steals things from the warehouse, or forces women will be arrested and executed.
Neither of them dared to go out in the middle of the night, fearing that they would be mistaken for thieves by the security team. Here, even a minor crime like stealing would result in death by shooting.
The security team is also watching the performance tonight, and this is the only chance to get close to the communications room and contact District 1.
The man turned the radio down to minimum volume, then covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, "Hello, calling District One, calling District One, this is Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei from the District Nine Special Operations Team. If you can hear me, please reply quickly."
A dedicated communications officer in Area 1 was receiving the signal in front of the radio station and quickly replied, "Got it, go ahead."
Opposite the big stage in District 9, Shu Maomao was eating a banana in one hand while watching the performance, with the other hand on the back of Shu Lan's hand.
Shu Lan leaned over, and Shu Maomao whispered in her ear, "Listen to what I heard."
With her synesthesia activated, the sound of the performance beside Shu Lan's ear suddenly became weaker, and a man's voice became clearer.
——"There are only living people here, no zombies, but predators! He took away all our superpowers, and the plane was destroyed. We have no power to resist, and there is no way to escape."
Shu Lan looked towards the communication room. She could guess where the man who was talking was.
Shu Maomao said, "He said it out, Mommy."
Shu Lan turned her gaze back to the stage and said calmly, "It's okay, but don't let him say any more."
Shu Maomao suddenly disappeared from his seat and reappeared five seconds later, so quickly that the people behind him didn't have time to react. He was still holding the unfinished banana in his hand and calmly took the last bite.
The communication ended abruptly, and the people on the snowfield were not as calm as Shu Maomao.
The term "plunderer" swept through the entire senior management like a tornado, and they held an emergency meeting to discuss the sudden information they received.
"So that's how it is. Qin Xiaoshuang is a plunderer. All the doubts in District 9 can be explained. Those commanders who disappeared must have been plundered and brutally killed by her."
"Both are predators, but Li Yanli was discovered from the very beginning, while Qin Xiaoshuang was able to successfully ambush him for so many years. This shows that she is extremely cunning."
"She must be strong enough to deal with the Zombie King now!"
"Don't forget, Qin Xiaoshuang was the first commander to advocate surrender, and he has long been on the same side as the Zombie King."
The commander-in-chief had a gloomy face the entire time. After listening to this, he finally spoke: "It just so happens that what she said about the meteorite is real. We have to go there sooner or later."
If they hadn't considered this issue, they wouldn't have had to keep trying to curry favor with District 9 and prepare for future migration.
"Given her previous bandit-like style of doing things, if she goes there, she might take away everyone's superpowers and completely control the power in her own hands. We must deal with this woman before we go to District 9."
"She has the most domineering superpower, plunder. She's not easy to deal with. We have to make a long-term plan."
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The programs of the third gala were less interesting, but more complete and professional, and the talents were all presentable. In comparison, the male and female duet "Myth" performed by the catering queens who had dominated the previous two sessions was not as stunning as before.
However, the energetic songs and dances performed by Lu Qinghe and a group of beauties were eye-catching. Shu Lan screamed while watching and gave a surprisingly high score.
There was also a complete rock band, and the singing made Shu Lan's blood boil. The atmosphere was so exciting that she stood up and shook her head to the rhythm, which attracted Shu Maomao's wide-eyed gaze. It seemed that he didn't understand why his mother suddenly went crazy.
After the rankings and awards were announced, the party ended perfectly. At the end, all the performers sang a classic chorus of "Unforgettable Tonight". Everyone returned to the dormitory with a feeling of having not yet had enough.
Shu Lan walked over to the video recorder and asked, "How's the recording going?"
"Very complete, Commander."
"Okay, teach me how to use this thing."
Shu Lan, who had learned how to record videos, took a new camera and pointed it at Shu Maomao, who was standing under the colorful lights. She said sweetly in a low voice, "This is my son Maomao. He's six years old and a super, super cute baby."
Shu Maomao looked around and only spoke when no one was around, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth: "Mommy, why are you taking pictures of me? I'm not performing."
Shu Lan said, "I'm recording it. When you grow up and I miss you as a child, I can take it out and look at it to make my son laugh."
Shu Maomao pursed his lips into a straight line without any emotion, pretending to smile, then reached out to ask her for the camera: "Give it to me, I want to record you too."
Shu Lan handed it to him, and said to the camera confidently, "Come on, introduce me."
Shu Maomao said: "This person is my mommy. She is... I don't know how old she is. She tells different stories every time."
Shu Lan prompted: "Twenty-six."
"She's twenty-six and a very good mom."
Shu Lan waited for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Is that all? You're not going to praise me again? Don't you think I have any other advantages? If not, I'll be very sad!"
Shu Maomao's lips curled up, and this time it was a genuine smile: "She's a very beautiful mommy who smells very good, likes to play tricks, can read minds, and makes very delicious food."
Shu Lan said with satisfaction: "That's pretty good."
"Mommy, go up there and perform a show."
"Well, let me sing a song for you."
Everyone else went back to the dormitory to rest, and the performance equipment and viewing chairs were taken away. Only the mother and son were left in the empty venue. Those who were discerning passers-by would avoid disturbing them.
Shu Lan climbed to the center of the stage, placed her hands flat, clasped them together, and struck a singing pose. She cleared her throat and began to sing, "Mr. Wang has a piece of land, ee-ah-ee-ah-yo, and he raises chickens beside the field, ee-ah-ee-ah-yo..."
Shu Maomao looked at the tiny person on the LCD screen and thought: Compared to the performances I've seen before, Mommy's show is really simple.
But if she goes on stage, he will give her full marks.
Shu Lan said, "Okay, give me the camera. It's your turn to perform."
Shu Maomao raised his eyebrows and refused on the spot: "I don't want it."
"You're not allowed to refuse. One time per person. Stinky Maomao, give it to me quickly, don't run away!"
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The next day, Shu Lan pressed the headphones and told Anselin cheerfully, "The recording is done. Come get it."
Anselin said, "I'm on my way over."
"Are you running here on your own two legs?"
"Commander Qin, please don't underestimate your Zombie King sisters. I can fly, okay?"
Shu Lan suppressed a smile: "That's really amazing, do you have a map?"
"Yes."
Shu Lan had a map beside her. She looked at it and said, "I'll drive to Donggang City, and you should go there too. That way, we'll each go halfway, and we can meet up earlier to give you the things. Also, I need to go to the Donggang City beach to get seawater for the salt production line. The salt I stored in my space is almost gone."
"Okay, I should be here before you."
Shu Lan raised her eyebrows: "How is that possible? I drive very fast."
Shu Maomao, who was drinking porridge, suddenly looked up and gave her an ambiguous look.
Anselin chuckled: "Let's have a competition then. I'll stop and wait for you to set off."
"Okay, I'll just say hello to my secretary and leave."
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