Chapter 389 Rookie and Famine

This is the thirteenth day of Wang Jixuan's retreat.

Zhou Zhengde stared at the middle-aged uncle in the room through the one-way glass window.

There was a middle-aged aunt wearing a baggy hospital gown who was enjoying a massage service from two maids.

Although it is one-way glass, there is also a curtain inside.

And this is not a prison cell, but a villa on the surface, nearby is the general headquarters of the D5 comprehensive theater.

Zhou Zhengde raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

He actually feels that the world is full of unfairness.

His daily work is so hard, and he only gets six and a half hours of sleep every day; the uncle in front of him doesn't have to do anything, but now he enjoys super-standard treatment from human civilization. Before, he was just an engineer who was good at fishing.

After running here for half a day, he might as well find a place to sleep peacefully.

The sound of high heels clicking could be heard from the side.

Zhou Zhengde crossed his arms and turned his head to look.

The visitor was relatively familiar to him. He was Shen Qionglin, who had just returned from the underground. He was petite but had outstanding proportions. He was also considered a popular person in the headquarters in recent times.

"Professor Shen," Zhou Zhengde greeted with a smile.

Shen Qionglin nodded slightly, put his hands in the loose pockets of his white coat, and went to the glass window to look inside.

She said: "Don't worry, the progress of this experimental individual fusion is normal."

Zhou Zhengde smiled and said: "I'm not worried about this. This is just a branch of our many technological lines. Professor Shen's psychic armor is now equipped with six assault brigades, which is huge for us. promote."

"The role of spiritual practitioners cannot be ignored."

Shen Qionglin said:

"You came here to ask about Teacher Wang's current situation?"

"Well," Zhou Zhengde said, "I'm a little worried about him, and this information is top secret and I can't check it. I thought you just came back from the inner earth three days ago, so I came here to take a look."

Shen Qionglin said: "Don't worry, he has always been very good. He will be the focus and core wherever he goes."

Zhou Zhengde raised his eyebrows.

Professor Shen seemed a little unhappy when he heard what he said.

Zhou Zhengde asked: "Did he say when he would be back?"

"I didn't mention this," Shen Qionglin said, "He just said that he was in seclusion, and together with Gao Huating and Emina, it was said that he wanted to practice double cultivation."

Zhou Zhengde perked up: "True or false?"

"It should be true."

Shen Qionglin smiled:

"Now that he has a demonic heart, he won't feel any burden even if he commits murder or arson, let alone a relationship between a man and a woman.

"How is the situation now?

"I just heard them say that the Blade Beast is ready to move again.

"Presumably, that's why they asked me to bring the four puppet assistant coaches here in advance."

Puppet assistant?

Zhou Zhengde really hasn't heard this top-secret news.

"What is that?"

"A relic of ancient civilization that resembles a fully automatic machine," Shen Qionglin raised his glasses, "It's amazing that they have not shown any signs of decay after hundreds of thousands of years in the Cloud City, but when they leave the Cloud City The capital began to rust immediately...I am now worried about whether they can work smoothly for three months."

Zhou Zhengde glanced at his watch.

"Okay, I feel relieved knowing that he is fine. I have a meeting later... Is there anything I need to do privately? Professor Shen doesn't have to be polite to me."

Shen Qionglin asked: "Didn't Xiang Tiantian come with you?"

"I am here more for official duties, and she is protecting that fortress."

"Okay," Shen Qionglin said with some regret, "the snacks she made are pretty good. If you want to come over to visit this new spiritual practitioner next time, you can bring some of her snacks."

"No problem at all."

Zhou Zhengde turned his head and looked at the uncle again.

The latter was changing his position and began to watch some precious video tapes from the golden age of mankind.

Zhou Zhengde asked in a low voice: "Do you think he could risk his life for mankind?"

"Who knows," Shen Qionglin said, "Why did you choose him? I have to ask Ms. Emina about this. It's probably just a chance."

Zhou Zhengde felt depressed when he thought about this.

"Brother Wang helped me improve my physical condition twice, but I still can't resonate. Maybe this is my fate."

"Hmm," Shen Qionglin said, "What you get by luck will eventually be marked with a good price by fate. Only what you get by your own efforts will not be taken away easily."

"Okay."

Zhou Zhengde shook his head.

Although it is regrettable, it is not a big deal. In different positions, they are all contributing to the survival of mankind.

Shen Qionglin said: "You can convey this to the top management of D5. If the Blade Beast attacks again, please be sure to let me get the news as soon as possible before the war begins."

"Okay," Zhou Zhengde nodded solemnly without asking why.

He didn't say or ask any more questions, and looked at the leisurely middle-aged uncle a few more times.

He is the successor of Wanda's core circuit, which was just determined not long ago and has not been made public yet. It is only 'stored' here as a secret weapon.

According to Emina, fusion with the core circuit will be very painful, and this pain will last for about five to six hundred days and nights;

But look at this uncle's appearance...

The painful smile was a little too rippling.

…

at the same time.

Within the Arctic Circle, the human city is still brightly lit.

Aunt Dragonfly stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms folded, watching the lively parade on the ground.

People are protesting, protesting for lack of food.

There are two pieces of soft bread on the desk behind Aunt Dragonfly. This is the basic material support that psychics like them can get.

The famine is getting worse and worse.

Aunt Dragonfly doesn't know whether this should be considered a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

She happens to be one of the officials in charge of material distribution in the Psychic City, so she is naturally one of the people who knows these things best.

How to say;

Now they are eager to crush a piece of steamed buns, mix it with sea fish meat, and make ten fish meat steamed buns...

In order to solve the current food shortage problem, Aunt Dragonfly has done a lot.

Including but not limited to, increasing the number of greenhouses, improving agricultural electricity consumption, introducing excellent grain varieties cultivated in the fortress, etc.

But all this takes time;

If the food gap is not closed within twenty days, hundreds of thousands of people here will really starve to death.

The extreme cold environment in the periphery also determines that the crowd cannot move on their own. If you go out as refugees, you will be engulfed by the extreme cold very quickly. There are no supply points in the periphery.

Nowadays, although it has not reached the point of exchanging children for food, some unknown corpses have appeared in the corners of the city, with a lot of flesh and blood missing from the corpses...

Aunt Dragonfly sighed.

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Aunt Dragonfly frowned slightly because she noticed a somewhat unfamiliar breath and a familiar breath.

And this familiar smell made her a little disgusted.

The door to the room opened, and a man and a woman stepped inside.

The man was naturally Meng Jin, wearing his signature golden suit and bowing politely to Aunt Dragonfly.

Meng Jin said warmly: "Is Minister Mai looking at the scenery?"

"If the anger and powerlessness of the people can be called scenery, then I am indeed appreciating these."

Aunt Dragonfly said calmly:

"Deputy Commander Meng is here, I wonder what the reason is?

"Could it be that Deputy Commander Meng negotiated with the military about new sources of food?"

"I don't have this ability."

Meng Jin also sighed, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes:

"I didn't expect that the Psychic City could be defeated so easily... All we had to do was close the food channels and use some poor excuses to tell us that there was a famine in the fortress.
To be continued...