Luan Yan wore a neat official uniform and walked out of the house on time.
She habitually looked up at the high sky and sighed silently.
Ten years ago, the sky in this world was light blue.
But since the establishment of the Holy Banyan Celestial Sphere, it is said that the laws of the world have been affected, and since then, the sky has turned emerald green.
Although I thought it looked good at first, after watching it for ten years, I got a little tired of it.
As Luan Yan walked towards the garage in the yard, she murmured in a low voice: "I don't know how many years it will take before the sky changes back."
She opened the garage door quickly and immediately saw the Speeding car in the garage.
The corners of Luan Yan's mouth couldn't help but curve slightly: "It's really unexpected!"
The inventor of the speeding car was her middle school senior.
Who would have thought that the senior who bought firewood in his own firewood store would now be a great god?
Luan Yan snickered again: "I am also someone who knows the gods!"
She still clearly remembers how shocked she was when she heard "Senior Cheng became a divine general" ten years ago.
It took her half a month to finally accept the shocking news.
Luan Yan quickly put on her safety helmet, got on the two-wheeled speedster, started the Kemo engine and drove slowly towards the gate of her courtyard.
"drop!"
"drop!"
She did not forget to blow her horn twice to alert passers-by outside to avoid unexpected car accidents.
This is the latest model I just purchased last month.
Compare it to the first generation more than ten years ago.
The new model has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The size of the engine has been reduced by half, but the power has been doubled. The overall shape of the vehicle is smoother, the shock absorption is more comfortable, and the driving is more sensitive.
In short.
There are so many advantages.
"drop!"
There was another whistle.
Luan Yan turned the front of the car slightly to the right and drove out of the yard slowly and slowly. The inflatable wheels rolled onto the smooth road.
Two pedestrians were standing not far away.
When they saw the speeding car on the road, they took another step.
obviously.
Pedestrians heard the whistle.
This also shows that caution is necessary.
Luan Yan first increased her speed to more than thirty kilometers per hour and drove quickly towards the intersection ahead.
After driving for hundreds of meters.
She tilted her head slightly and glanced at a wall on the right side of the road.
On the surface of the whitewashed wall, there is a line of blue characters written boldly - protect our homeland, have more children and plant more trees.
Luan Yan looked away and sighed secretly in her heart.
At first glance.
"Having children and planting trees" seems to have nothing to do with "defending the country".
But that’s the reality.
The so-called "tree planting" simply means planting stone fruit trees.
Children all know that wars are happening all the time on the Shengrong Heavenly Sphere frontline, and astronomical amounts of supplies are consumed every day.
One of the important supplies is fuel.
The stone fruit produced by the stone fruit tree contains oil with high calorific value, which is the raw material for extracting fuel.
For example, in this city.
Stone fruit trees can be seen everywhere in the yard of every house and on both sides of the street.
And outside the city.
Large tracts of stone fruit tree forests have covered the earth.
As for "having more children".
It will be easier to understand.
The demand for troops on the Celestial Front is almost unlimited.
As far as Luan Yan knows.
Most adult males aged 22 to 50 in the Xiaoling Realm, more than 60%, have been warned to become soldiers.
The proportion of adult women of the same age group becoming soldiers is no less than 15%.
And "having more children" can provide an endless supply of soldiers, giving the Wanhao tribe greater war potential.
For the Wanhao tribe.
This is an era where "all the people are soldiers".
at this time.
As Luan Yan walked along, 90% of the people she met along the way were women, and there were very few men.
She couldn't help but sigh secretly: "I wonder when this war will end?"
*
ten minutes later.
Luan Yan arrived at her workplace—the Civil Affairs Department.
Her current identity is the senior affairs officer of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Luan Yan knew very well that her appointment as a senior affairs officer was closely related to her little connection with Senior Cheng.
but.
Since she is not a warrior, being a senior affairs officer is her limit.
After all, the Wanhao tribe has its own set of rules, which is - the strong are respected.
Even if you know a high-ranking general, but your strength is insufficient, it is still impossible to break through certain red lines.
Eight in the morning.
Today's work officially begins.
Luan Yan made a habit of making a cup of sweet tea and began to deal with her daily routine, which was to collect statistics and summarize some important data for the reference of her superiors.
It didn't take long.
"Bang! Bang!"
Rapid footsteps sounded.
Luan Yan's heart tightened and she looked at the door of the office.
An older female staff member next to her whispered with a heavy face: "Could it be that one again?"
Although she spoke vaguely, everyone in the office understood her.
Another young female staff member sighed: "Counting the time, it seems it's almost time."
A few seconds later.
A male senior affairs officer, with gray hair on his temples, walked quickly to the door holding a black iron box in his hands.
Luan Yan quickly stood up and greeted: "Chief Secretary Liu."
In various government offices, the senior affairs officer is usually responsible for all the affairs of an office, so he is called the "chief affairs officer".
There was no expression on the old face of Secretary Liu. He just put the metal box on his desk and said lightly: "Excuse me!"
After finishing speaking.
Secretary Liu turned around and left without even saying hello.
It seems quite rude to act like this.
But no one cared.
No one thought this was a disrespectful move.
The elderly female staff member who just spoke was staring blankly at the iron box, her eye circles had turned red, and tears were shining in her eyes.
The atmosphere in the office became extremely depressing.
A few seconds passed.
Luan Yan forced herself to control her emotions and broke the silence: "Everyone, it's time to get to work."
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Inside the box were many finger-long metal plates, each with a series of symbols engraved on its surface.
There are strange marks left on the surface of some metal plates, which look like marks left by knives and axes.
The young female staff member came over and glanced inside the box, her expression became even more serious: "It seems there are more than last time."
Luan Yan lowered her eyelids: "Yes."
Each metal plaque in the box is the identity badge of a soldier who died in this city.
Since the front line is too far away from Xiaoling Realm, it is impossible to transport the body back. The common method is to take off the identity tag and send it back.
The two sons of Chief Liu who just delivered the iron box in person were drafted to the front line and died on the battlefield one after another.
That's why Chief Liu was as rude as if his son had died.
The elderly female employee in the office also had a son who died on the front lines, so she couldn't help but burst into tears when she saw the iron box.
Situations like this are common in various government agencies.
Luan Yan said quickly: "Everyone, our mission in the past two days is to send the relics back, comfort the families, and distribute corresponding pensions."
She took on the airs of a purser and assigned tasks one by one neatly.
Even though she is the boss, she still assigns tasks to herself.
soon.
The office was empty.
Only the elderly female staff member was left, sitting blankly in her seat wiping tears.
Luan Yan went to the Finance Department, applied for a sufficient amount of solatium, and then started taking action.
She took a subordinate and rushed to a nearby post first, borrowed two spiritual mastiffs, and let them lead the way to the deceased's home address.
In the jurisdiction of each outpost, the mastiff is definitely as familiar with each residential area as the inspectors, so finding these furry kids is the best choice.
Luan Yan drove the speeding car, followed closely behind the spiritual mastiff, and quickly arrived at the nearest residential area.
After entering the community.
Luan Yan saw one or more pieces of white cloth hanging in front of the doors of many houses.
This means that someone from this family died on the battlefield.
The density of white cloth is very high, almost 30% of the houses are hung with white cloth.
Luan Yan held her identity tag in both hands, and her steps became heavier as she walked.
She sighed again: "When will the war end?!"
The female staff member followed and nodded: "Yes, there are too many dead people."
The two spiritual mastiffs walked in front and led the way, nodding their heads in deep agreement: "Ouch!"
Even the dog feels that this kind of life is too sad.
Because it was not just the Wanhao people who died on the battlefield, the spiritual mastiffs also suffered heavy casualties.
Coupled with the strong reproductive capacity of the Mastiff, a female Mastiff can give birth to five to ten puppies at one time.
Therefore, every spiritual mastiff has descendants who died on the battlefield, and they also feel the suffering caused by the war.
After a hard day's work.
Luan Yan felt exhausted physically and mentally, and the cries of her family members seemed to be echoing in her head.
It's not just her.
Even the seconded spiritual mastiffs had their tails hanging down, looking depressed.
The group of people just walked out of the community and immediately discovered the situation.
"Woof!"
The spiritual mastiff barked and looked up at the mission window at the gate.
can be seen.
A brand new notice was posted in the window.
Judging from the signature, this is the latest announcement issued by the Council.
Although Lingmastiff knows some words, his education level is limited and he can only understand a small part of the content.
Luan Yan glanced at it several times, and her expression suddenly became strange.
"Woof!"
The Spirit Mastiff barked again.
They want to know the specific content.
The young female staff member touched the dog's head and explained in a low voice: "The Council of Ministers plans to recruit a group of female volunteers to take secret medicine to help with pregnancy in order to increase the birth rate."
Both dogs were stunned.
Ouch!
You can give birth to a child by drinking medicine, and you don’t even need a man. You humans are too good at playing, aren’t you?!
But even the dog saw it. If it wasn't a last resort, Wanhao people would definitely not do this.
Luan Yan said calmly: "For the continuation of the race, men fight desperately on the battlefield, and of course women have to have more children. This is our destiny."
As soon as this statement came out.
Both man and dog were silent.
Luan Yan paused for a moment and then said: "I can still have children now, and I will try to have two more children in three years."
The young female staff member was silent for a moment, then plucked up the courage and said, "I will sign up to participate in the secret medicine trial when I get back later."
The two spiritual mastiffs glanced at each other subconsciously, and at the same time they saw in the eyes of the other dog the thought "Should we give birth to more puppies?"
*
Surface of the celestial sphere.
Somewhere on the battlefield.
A fierce battle has just ended.
Various corpses and the remains of various weapons and equipment can be seen everywhere.
The insect swarm army was driven back.
But the price paid by the Wanhao clan is not small.
Anyone who sees this scene will instantly understand why the Wanhao tribe resorts to the bizarre method of "pregnancy with secret medicine".
This is really an urgent need for more troops on the front line, otherwise the streets and alleys of Xiaoling Realm would not be filled with slogans of "Have More Children."
And the men of suitable age at the rear were recruited in large numbers, which inevitably affected the fertility rate.
In the long run, this is a very dangerous thing.
then.
Forced by desperation.
It was only the Wanhao clan who had done this kind of shameful thing.
at this time.
Xing Peng emerged from the bunker, wearing a biochemical armor, holding a magic gun in his right hand, and was carefully observing his surroundings.
A dozen years ago.
This guy is just an ordinary young man from Tai'an Xiaoling Realm. By chance, he was lucky enough to be promoted to Inspector General by Cheng Han.
Later, he was promoted step by step to the position of deputy director, which can be said to be the pride of his life.
But once the void was shattered, the Holy Banyan Heavenly Sphere was established, and all-out war officially began.
The eighth year of the war.
Due to the tight war situation on the front line, Xing Peng was recruited to the front line and became a deputy captain officer, bidding farewell to his comfortable life.
The so-called life is impermanent.
This is the best interpretation.
"call!"
Xing Peng exhaled heavily, waved his hand and ordered: "Everyone clean the battlefield and bring back all the weapons that can still be used!"
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"clear!"
The responses came one after another.
Not only are the troops at the frontline tight, but supplies are also slightly lacking, so as long as things can be recycled, try to recycle them.
Xing Peng walked a few steps, looked around again, raised his magic gun, pointed it at an insect corpse in the distance, and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
The insect corpse's head exploded.
It is a routine operation on the battlefield to give each corpse timely touch-ups.
during many years of war.
Anyone who forgets this is in trouble.
Xing Peng took a few more shots and suddenly felt a slight vibration under his feet.
next moment.
Countless slender vines emerged from the ground and covered Wanhaoren's corpse.
Xing Peng quickly put down his gun and said with a serious expression: "May your souls return to the top of Shenrong."
Scenes like this are the usual scene after every war.
This battlefield, the giant divine vine, will swallow up the corpses of Wanhao people.
but.
Xing Peng didn't quite understand why Shen Rong didn't do the same thing to the insect corpses, but allowed them to decompose naturally.
five minutes later.
The vines retreated underground.
The bodies of his comrades were gone, and only their equipment and identification tags were left in place.
Xing Peng walked more than ten meters, reached out and took off an identity tag, and said softly: "Brother, you can go home in a month."
*
far away.
Cheng Han stood quietly in the void, silently overlooking the battlefield.
In the past ten years, as a divine general, he has been in charge of a large war zone and has been fighting against the insect swarms.
Beside.
The Black Tower God General said with admiration: "Your Majesty the Holy Envoy, you have been laying out the plan for ten years. You should be able to close the network now, right?"