Having prepared themselves for a tough battle, Cheng Shuang, Siyue, and Gong Zhu spent the day before the Star and Moon Festival together. Although they didn't eat or drink much, they still managed to relax and have some fun.
Two women took the little girl to get a facial and manicure, and then a haircut. In short, whenever they gave an order, the staff had to send someone to serve Cheng Shuang.
It took a full eight hours to finish this whole thing.
The young girl walked out the door with her head held high, returned home feeling dizzy and disoriented, but her mood had definitely improved a lot. Shopping definitely relieves stress; even if she doesn't use it, just looking at it makes her feel good.
Feng Jiakang didn't leave his room all day. He asked his guides to spend half a day choreographing at least two large-scale song and dance programs for his enjoyment. Feeling that he didn't have enough manpower, he arbitrarily borrowed people from all over the place. The first to be borrowed were Sun Han next to him and Du Lushui from the upper floors. He borrowed at least half of his guides.
This day was exceptionally hectic, as were all the maintainers, while the people in the central city seemed to have long been used to it, their smiles perfect and without a trace of impatience. They did almost exactly what the maintainers said.
The city was unusually noisy. Occasionally, when passing by a tavern, you could see some maintainers desperately trying to get the guides drunk, and they would put their arms around each other's shoulders and chatter about gossip.
Cheng Shuang, who had just returned home, was lying on the bed admiring the beautiful nail art on her hands when she heard a loud bang and the whole city shook a few times. As she ran out to check the situation, Feng Jiakang also rushed in from the balcony.
He closed the door, looked at the unwavering guide outside, and said with a grim expression, "Someone has blown up basement level."
"The tree roots have been damaged?" The little girl's eyes lit up.
Feng Jiakang shook his head with a cold expression. "The trees are fine, but several people have died."
Cheng Shuang understood. So someone really did bravely sneak in and blow up the big tree. Of course, it was also possible that they were desperately trying to escape after being severely damaged by the tree.
"Is it Uncle Du and the others?" Because the other maintainers hadn't made any moves in the past two days, they guessed that everyone would go crazy today, so the two rest stations decided to hold back, and only Sihai and Du Lushui went underground to find a way to enter the deep sea.
“No,” Feng Jiakang denied. “Actually, if you think about it, you’ll know that if the tree roots could break through by force, the central city would have been destroyed long ago.”
"But the leaves are easy to get." Cheng Shuang remembered Xiong Bao's feedback that the branches were easy to cut and didn't pose much of a hindrance.
However, the bear cub is far stronger than ordinary animals...
"These secrets may only be discovered by the next wave of maintainers." Feng Jiakang knew that being too curious in the Land of Death was not a good thing and could easily delay things. The maintainers had limited time, and the longer it dragged on, the worse it would be. There wasn't much they could do; survival was the only priority.
"With so many distinguished guests dead, will the city lord take any action?" This was what Cheng Shuang was more worried about.
"Yes, they will!" Feng Jiakang's tone carried a hint of schadenfreude. "This is an explosion. If they know how to sew, it might not have much of an impact. But if they don't, hehe, losing so much leather will definitely break their hearts."
"What will the city lord do?" The little girl pondered, resting her chin on her hand. Soon, she knew what he would do.
Just as I was drifting off to sleep, a cacophony of gongs and drums erupted outside, a lively and festive atmosphere. Unlike the daytime clamor, the melodious music filled my ears, carrying a joyous feel.
Cheng Shuang yawned as she got out of bed, tidied her clothes, and walked out feeling dizzy.
The people in the living room who were still awake immediately turned to look at her.
"The Star and Moon Festival started half a day earlier than usual," the palace priest said.
The little girl instantly woke up, rubbed her eyes, and looked at everyone in the living room. "Everyone's here?" It should be said that apart from Du Jun and Liu Juan, everyone else was lazily sitting around the living room. Some were tidying up odds and ends, some were counting the number of pills, and some were resting with their eyes closed, all waiting for the city lord to make a move.
Unexpectedly, its tactic was to start the ceremony ahead of time.
"It's clear they're more concerned about the safety of the leather than we are!" April said sarcastically.
“Six are dead,” Sun Han said in a deep voice. “In their eyes, there were a total of twenty-three VIPs. With six missing, only seventeen skins remain. Look at how many people there are in the central city; they can’t even distribute them all by area.”
"The six dead people were from the same rest stop as Sister Xin." Si Hai said with his eyes closed as he rested, recounting the information he had gathered. "Sister Xin was the station manager of their rest stop, which is why they were in such a hurry to find her."
"They only contacted them after almost two days?" Gong Zhu sneered. "Their station chief is really worthless!"
"It's clearly because the rest stops are worthless, it has nothing to do with the station manager." Feng Jiakang scratched his head and spoke up for the station manager, "The failure rate of new rest stops is too high, the station manager shouldn't be held responsible."
Upon hearing the word "prematurely died," Du Lushu immediately perked up, frowning in confusion. "If she was the station owner, why weren't the people at the same rest stop in a hurry to contact her?"
"Of course it's because the men at their rest stop went there in groups..." Du Lanshan was interrupted by Sun Han's foot halfway through his sentence. He belatedly looked at the little girl sitting to the side, chuckled twice, and then fell silent.
Du Lushu silently clicked her tongue, wanting to glare at her brother, but held back.
Si Hai noticed Du Lushu's unusual behavior and glanced at him. He saw that Du Lushu looked calm, but a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
Si Hai lowered his eyes and smiled, then directly explained the relationship between the rest stop and its leader: "The leader's existence is a matter of life and death for the rest stop, something few newly established rest stops know. They're not in a hurry to contact him, so naturally they don't realize the seriousness of the matter. In the end, even when they go underground, they might not be there to find Sister Xin."
“If the stationmaster dies, the rest stop dies with him.” Feng Jiakang raised his eyebrows. “Actually, there is another saying now: the rest stop exists because of the stationmaster. The rest stop can grow to the level that the stationmaster reaches.”
Du Lushui's face flushed and paled intermittently. He realized he had been overthinking things. If the existence of the rest stop depended solely on the stationmaster, then they, the maintainers, were like tenants renting the rest stop. It would be reasonable for the stationmaster to charge rent, since there was demand but no supply. As for resources, even if the stationmaster monopolized them, probably no maintainer would object to the rest stop's safety.
Cheng Shuang glanced at Sun Han and Du Lanshan. Their expressions remained unchanged, indicating they weren't particularly affected by the matter. Uncle Sun had probably already guessed it, and Uncle Du certainly didn't think it would affect their relationship. As for Uncle Du Lushu…
Seeing him quietly exhale and his expression return to normal, the little girl knew he had finally understood. It's inevitable that there will be disagreements among companions. She wasn't a naive child who believed that everyone should be harmonious, friendly, and helpful to each other for the best possible relationship, but she also didn't want any unnecessary misunderstandings between her fellow survivors at the rest stop.
“The water mirror can’t be broken.” Du Lushu nodded gratefully to Sihai and then returned to the main topic.
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Luo An: Only children would repeatedly deny that they are children!
Shuangshuang: Hehe, do you dare to compare heights with me!
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