In the granary, the atmosphere was as heavy as a moldy steamed bun.
The red light of the alarm flashed wildly, making everyone's face glow with a strange red blush, which was more creepy than a horror movie.
Mou Xuan strode forward, followed closely by Chen Yao. The two of them walked through the long metal corridor. The air was filled with a disgusting sour smell, like a mixture of expired milk and rotten cabbage.
"Report to the boss, the situation... the situation is not good!" Wang, the manager of the grain warehouse, a middle-aged man as thin as a bamboo pole, came up tremblingly, his face paler than paper, as if he had just crawled out of a grave.
His voice was as soft as a mosquito's. If it weren't for Mou Xuan's good hearing, he wouldn't have been able to hear what he was mumbling.
Mou Xuan frowned, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.
He pushed away the administrator who was blocking his way and pulled open the door of the granary with force.
The sight before him made him gasp - the grain bags that once piled up like mountains were now tattered, as if they had been gnawed by rats, with scattered grain everywhere, emitting a pungent smell of mold.
"This...what's going on?!" Mou Xuan's voice was low and dangerous, like a wild beast about to explode.
Wang, the manager of the grain depot, was so frightened that his legs went limp. He fell to his knees with a plop and said with a sad face, "Boss, I... I don't know! I patrol every day, but... but this morning..." He spoke incoherently and was shivering like a sieve, with beads of sweat dropping down like beads from a broken string.
Seeing this, Chen Yao gently pulled Mou Xuan's sleeve, signaling him to calm down.
She walked up to Wang, the grain depot manager, and asked softly, "Uncle Wang, don't be afraid. Tell me slowly, what happened?"
With Shen Yao's comfort, Wang, the grain warehouse manager, finally calmed down a little and recounted what had happened in a disjointed manner.
It turned out that this morning he was patrolling the granary as usual, but found the door of the granary was open and the grain inside was scattered all over the floor.
He immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly reported the situation.
"Not only the granary, but also the seed bank... the seed bank also..." The voice of Wang, the granary manager, trembled again, as if he had thought of something terrible.
Mou Xuan's heart tightened, and a bad premonition became stronger and stronger.
He walked quickly to the seed bank and pushed open the heavy iron door.
What came into view was a scene even more tragic than that of the granary.
In the seed bank, the seed boxes that were originally neatly arranged were overturned on the ground, and the seeds inside were scattered all over the ground. Some of them had been corroded by some unknown liquid and emitted a foul smell.
The air was filled with a strong smell of mold and decay, making it almost impossible to breathe.
"Damn it!" Mou Xuan punched the wall hard, and the metal wall made a dull sound.
At this time, agricultural technician Zhang, an old man with gray hair, also rushed to the scene.
He carefully checked the condition of the seed bank and granary, shook his head helplessly, and said heavily: "The situation is very bad. Most of these seeds have been destroyed. It is impossible to resume farming in the short term."
"What about the food? How much can we salvage?" Mou Xuan asked anxiously.
Agricultural technician Zhang sighed and pointed at the contaminated food. He said, "These foods have been contaminated and can no longer be eaten. The remaining... I'm afraid they won't last long."
Mou Xuan's face was terribly gloomy. Food and seeds were the basis for survival in the apocalypse. Now that both had been severely damaged, the alliance would face a huge crisis.
Just then, a noisy sound came from outside the granary.
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with the food?"
"I heard that the seed bank was also destroyed. Is that true?"
"How can we survive without food?"
Panic spread quickly like a plague, and more and more people gathered outside the granary, clamoring and crying, demanding a solution to the food problem.
Mou Xuan knew that the situation must be controlled as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
He took a deep breath and strode out of the granary.
"Everyone, be quiet! Listen to me!" Mou Xuan's voice was loud and powerful, and it was particularly clear in the noisy crowd.
The crowd gradually quieted down, and everyone's eyes were focused on Mou Xuan.
"I know everyone is worried, but please believe me, I will find a solution!" Mu Xuan said firmly.
Chen Yao also walked to Mou Xuan and comforted the panicked people with a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, everyone. We will overcome the difficulties together and we will definitely get through it."
Thanks to the efforts of the two, people's emotions gradually stabilized, but there was still a sense of unease in the air.
Mou Xuan looked at the anxious faces in front of him, and felt heavy in his heart.
He knows that this is only a temporary calm and there is still a long way to go to truly solve the food crisis...
"Yao, come with me." Mou Xuan grabbed Chen Yao's hand and turned to walk towards the command center.
The light in his eyes flickered, as if he was brewing some plan.
The musty smell of the granary was still lingering in Mou Xuan's nostrils, like a fly that could not be shaken off, buzzing and making people feel annoyed.
Although the public's panic had subsided temporarily, the uneasy atmosphere was like a layer of sticky spider silk, entangled over the alliance base.
Mou Xuan understood that this calm was just the peace before the storm, and the real test was still to come.
He held Chen Yao's hand tightly, and the warmth of his palm made him feel a little more at ease.
This is no joke. Someone is secretly plotting something and is clearly trying to deal a fatal blow to their alliance.
This mysterious destroyer is like a bug hiding in the dark. If it is not pulled out, it will become a disaster sooner or later.
"Yao, what do you think the mastermind behind this is trying to do?" Mou Xuan stared at the flashing screen in the command center, his brows furrowed like a twisted hemp rope.
Chen Yao shook her head gently, "It's hard to say, but he definitely has bad intentions." "Hmph, if he dares to touch my granary, I'll make him pay for it!" When Mou Xuan and others had dispersed and only he and Shen Yao were left in the command center, Mou Xuan raised a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth, "Yao, it's time to watch the show..." As he spoke, his eyes glanced vaguely at the wall clock.
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