In one afternoon, Lin Chou did nothing but steamed more than a dozen steamed buns. Top 23S.
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After checking the refrigerator configurations of the two wilderness tanks, Lin Chou threw away all the beer Shan Ye had hidden inside without hesitation and filled it with steamed buns.
Then he asked for money with a shy face, and it was double the price, which almost made Master Shan go crazy on the spot.
Along with Shan Ye and others, there are a large number of garrison troops and hunters who have also been assigned tasks. As long as they are evolvers who have passed the three-year period, they are assigned a fixed task every year. No one can escape.
Can't escape.
Since it is an assigned task, the difficulty must be a nightmare version of a narrow escape.
For example, the mission goal of Shanye and Bai Qiongshou this time is to build a communication base station on the highest peak of a mountain range thousands of kilometers away from the base city.
The wilderness near Mingguang is already so dangerous, let alone thousands of kilometers away, God knows what these people will encounter.
As for the purpose of establishing the base station, it is probably to enhance the communication signal with the base city in Zurich.
Mingguang has been doing this kind of thing for nearly fifty years, but unfortunately, so far, it has only been able to contact one Zurich.
As for other human beings on the earth, they may have turned into ashes, or they may have returned to the primitive era, which is unknown.
At nine o'clock in the evening, huge or ferocious wilderness chariots gathered at the foot of Yanhui Mountain. There were hundreds of them, and the ground rumbled and shook as these chariots advanced.
Each hunting team is based on a wilderness tank, which means that there are at least hundreds of hunting teams participating in this mission, including official backgrounds and lone hunters.
But without exception, looking at the various alien beast bones and skins on the wilderness chariot, I am afraid that the strength of most of these teams is above the baseline. At least, there will be more than one third-level high-level expert in the team.
Xiao Wu couldn't help but change his face,
"How come there are so many, how come...this is wrong!"
Lin Chou asked, "What do you mean?"
Xiao Wu frowned and said,
"Generally speaking, task indicators are designated by the development committee or the scientific research institute. Most of them are to obtain certain rare materials or hunt down the living corpses of strange animals. They are all performed individually... For a communication base station, gather data
Hundreds of teams, this is not in line with Mingguang’s style.”
Mingguang's style?
Lin Chou wanted to laugh a little. The most representative thing about Mingguang's style is the story.
The Communist Party of China is known for being stingy and tax-collecting, but once it gets into trouble, there will be no cracks that it can't nail, from scientific research institutes to evolvers and even peddlers.
Normally, when something happens, no one can find anyone to blame. It's typical to take money and do nothing, which is worse than some street gangsters.
When people receive protection fees, they still say, "I'll protect you."
Hundreds of wilderness chariots formed a mighty long dragon, and the roar of their engines shook the wilderness. In the face of such a huge flow of traffic, I believe that any living zombies that are impatient and want to cause trouble will be crushed directly.
mud.
The motorcade set off.
...
"Didi didi."
Suddenly there was a rapid radio call, and even Xiao Wu himself was stunned. No one had contacted him since arriving in the wilderness.
Moreover, this consistent buzzing sound is clearly not a confidential channel commonly used by scientific research institutes.
After picking up, there was a sound of voices coming over there. Xiao Wu listened for a while,
"Boss Lin, the accident handling branch of the accident committee asked me to tell you that they have found the person you are looking for."
Lin Chou had questions in his head, "Who is he?"
Xiao Wu choked for a moment and returned to the microphone angrily,
"Boss Lin said he didn't know. Are you really right?"
What was said on the other side, Xiao Wu conveyed, "Boss Lin, they said they were the troublemakers in your store. They are now in custody and asked if you would like to go and participate in the trial in person."
"..."
In fact, Lin Chou was a little embarrassed. Just now, he was slandering the person who buried the whole incident, but now he has taken care of the matter for you. It's a slap in the face.
"If you don't go, let them figure it out on their own."
Lin Chou turned around and went to make dinner for Lord Gungun tonight.
Perhaps it was the scent of bonito that stimulated Gungun. Master Hua brought back a large fish weighing several tons today and full of fish roe. It always stimulated Lin Chou's nerves and reminded him that the season filled with the scent of caviar has arrived.
....
Mingguang, Shangcheng District.
A small and cramped ready-made clothing store can be opened directly opposite the Mingguang Training Center. Even though the storefront is small and the plaque is very old, it is still the best location in Shangcheng District where land is at a premium.
Moreover, the appearance of this ready-made clothing store is really incompatible with the surrounding environment.
The time was ten o'clock, Mingguang's curfew had already started for an hour and a half, but the dim light of oil lamps was still shining in this ready-made clothing store, and the old lady's leaky singing voice was still there.
“It’s the first month of the year~ It’s the New Year~”
A few strange lyrics spread far into the night.
The captain on duty who was hiding in the dark shivered and stared at the store with an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost and that the ghost was still eating shit.
"Someone!"
The figure walking towards the clothing store on the street was wearing a large black hooded cloak, and she could vaguely look like a woman, nothing more.
"People in front, curfew! Return to your place of residence quickly!"
There were scoldings coming from the garrison duty station.
"Shut up!"
The captain on duty of the calligraphy team stopped shouting... When he got to the word, he held it back.
A light golden light flashed through, and the hidden hut where the garrison's duty station was located collapsed into a mass.
"Humph, I have business coming to your door, how dare you make so much noise!"
The woman in the cloak seemed unaware of all this, and walked into the store without stopping.
"Grandma Yue."
She called out.
The dim yellow oil lamp only had a flame the size of a sesame seed, and it was still flickering, illuminating an area only half a meter in size.
The fabrics all over the floor and the ready-made and semi-ready-made clothes all over the wall looked like ghost hands under the light of the oil lamp.
As a ready-to-wear store, the atmosphere is even more sophisticated than the decoration style of Mingguang Funeral Home.
Grandma Yue came out with a hunched body, stretched out her skinny hand, and seemed to pinch the cloaked woman's face.
"Well, girl, do you want grandma to help you sew your wedding dress when you come here this time... That's not possible, girl, you have to make the wedding dress yourself, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere with it, which is unlucky."
The cloaked woman said angrily, "Grandma Yue! What are you talking about..."
"hehe."
Grandma Yue’s laughter is no more pleasant than the friction of a ball of metal,
"You, you have been clumsy since you were a child... you only like boys' things. By then, you won't be able to sew the wedding dress, and grandma won't help... Tell me, what kind of things do you want this time?
Body armor on the inside, or heavy armor on the outside?"