The sky outside the window was gloomy. Due to the booming development of heavy industry, the thick haze in the air shrouded the entire port in a gray world.
Felice Bay here is the largest comprehensive port in District 5.
Ding Xiaoyi, wearing a dark leather jacket and jeans, is sitting on the sofa chair of the Philips cruise ship No. 3.
Enjoying the sea breeze blowing in front of you and the sound of waves in your ears.
Except the weather this winter has been unexpectedly bad.
But everything looks extremely beautiful.
As soon as this luxury cruise ship opens, he will go to the front line to see what the new world that he has been looking forward to for a long time will look like.
"Master, did you just throw that Explorer somewhere?"
Wangcai's questioning voice interrupted his enjoyment of this moment.
"Otherwise, are you still planning to sell scrap metal?"
Ding Xiaoyi responded disapprovingly. He had thought about driving the Explorer straight overseas, but doing so would be very slow and could easily attract official attention.
Although he was not a wanted suspect, he didn't like this sneaky approach very much.
The reason why I drove the Explorer deep into the dense forest was to hone myself through the wild beasts in the jungle.
Now that it is no longer needed, there is no need to use this clumsy and slow way to get to the front line.
"By the way, I have already thought about the thing you mentioned before. When I have a chance next time, I will give Bitser a good supply!"
I have thought about supporting Bitser for a long time.
But what happened to my senior this time made me realize that the changes in this world are not as simple as I imagined.
His foundation is too shallow, and there are many secrets in this world that he doesn't know.
Even in such a stable environment in the reserve, the things he knew were pitiful.
Once the world changes again, I will still not be able to be the first-hand person to master information resources.
This is not what he wants.
If he wants to be one of the people at the top of the wave, even if he is a casual and unrestrained hermit, he must establish his own ears, eyes and influence.
"Your wisdom is truly like the stars, the sun and the moon in the sky. Master, please accept my praise for you, otherwise it will be dereliction of duty as a licking dog next to you!"
While Wangcai was filled with ecstasy, he still did not forget to give Ding Xiaoyi a flattering kiss.
"Ding ding ding..."
At this time, the phone vibrated slightly, attracting Ding Xiaoyi's attention.
A text message was sent to him by Redding.
It’s about the specific way of handling my senior Miao Renfeng.
It’s similar to what the dreamer Yidong said before.
The Guild took out a crystal piece the size of a fingernail from his head.
After identification, the crystal piece was a spider egg.
It was obtained by Miao Renfeng by chance, and I don't know why it came to his head.
The Guild erased all memories of the tomb.
And with a transfer order, he was promoted from the college in the fifth district to the history and art college in the second district.
No matter how busy he is at work, he will never come into contact with that ancient tomb.
The text message did not mention the treatment method of the ancient tomb. Obviously, the union would not easily tell others about this big discovery.
However, it did mention the handling methods of Kadang Fu and Ba Jin.
Although it was a dream, Yidong had already noticed the murderous intention that Kadamfu radiated towards him, and deliberately let Kadamfu kill him.
So that you can enter the second level of dreamland and observe the whole situation from God's perspective.
But after all, it is a very serious taboo for Kadanfu and Bajin to take action against trade union personnel.
Since it was a dream, the two were sent directly to a labor camp to receive seven months of education.
This is already considered a very light punishment.
If it were in reality, the union's retaliation would be even more violent, making it unbearable even for wealthy families, let alone ordinary people.
If you look at the tragic times of the Houston family, you will know that the union will never allow anyone to challenge their authority.
At the end of the text message, Redding also asked about the psychic issues the dreamer mentioned about himself.
Judging from the tone, Redding seems to be chatting with himself as a parent.
I gently reminded myself that the spiritual energy essence inherited from Mr. Chen must be consumed according to the standard standards given by the union.
These standards are the lessons learned by our predecessors with their lives.
Obviously, Redding completely understood the problem of his psychic abilities as Mr. Chen was helping him and leaving a lot of psychic essence for him.
Of course he would not explain anything about this misunderstanding. He simply sent a thank you greeting and turned off his phone.
Walk back to the cabin.
It is a luxurious suite of its own.
Although the facilities are a bit old, for most people, the wooden decoration itself is a symbol of magnificence and wealth.
After repeatedly and sternly rejecting several girls who were willing to chat with me, talk about love, and provide door-to-door services.
After Ding Xiaoyi locked the door, he carefully checked every corner of the room.
After making sure that there was no problem, he lay on the bed and took out the black iron key. After rubbing his fingers on the black iron key, the huge darkness in front of him instantly enveloped him.
Following a strong feeling of weightlessness, he was already lying on his own small wooden bed.
What follows is a very standard move.
It has become its own unique habit.
Look in the mirror first, then in the diary.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with himself in the mirror, he glanced at the diary on the table.
But the diary showed no sign of being opened.
"Meow!!!"
After the police chief noticed his breath, he opened the door with his head, jumped into his arms.
She has shiny black hair, smooth and cool.
It's just that during this time, the Sheriff's size obviously increased by two circles.
His chubby belly pressed into his arms, almost squeezing half of his body beneath it.
I'm afraid that in addition to the aura of underworld, Mr. Chen's careful care is absolutely indispensable here.
However, if it continues to grow this size, I am afraid it will no longer be a cat. If you say it is a leopard, some people will believe it.
"Buzz~~"
Ding Xiaoyi looked up and immediately saw a big face on the window, looking at him with wide eyes.
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His big and honest face was pressed against the window, with a look of envy and jealousy on his face, as he watched the police sergeant acting coquettishly in his arms.
In order to establish good habits (postures) for the big head.
To prevent this guy from getting too hot-headed that day, Ding Xiaoyi had no choice but to push the police sergeant away from him.
"Meow!"
With a reluctant expression on his face, the police chief turned back and glared at Big Head outside the window.
Sensing the second master's angry expression, Datou took his head back from the window with an aggrieved look.
open the door.
I saw that the yard, after this period of tidying up, was already very different from the way it looked when I first took over.
Open-air stove kitchen.
In order to make the stove look more textured, Mr. Chen specially used his spiritual power to lay out the gold layer by layer. Overall, the golden look of the stove, although still a bit rough, is better than before.
It looks much better with holes on the left and right.
The lard from last time is gone.
So Mr. Chen cooked another big pot of lard.
The wide and long stove has four stoves. In addition to the large cooking stove, the remaining three stoves are constantly cooking various strange soups and meats all day long.
Especially the smell of venison.
It has a unique earthy smell that can be smelled from a distance and is a bit irritating to the nose.
According to Mr. Chen, the most valuable antlers and sinews of the two deer have been processed.
The two deer whips hanging on the wall have almost dried in the sun and are just waiting to be soaked in wine with the tiger whips and bones beside them.
As for venison, it is actually mainly for big heads.
Venison is not easy to handle. It has a fishy smell and the taste is not very good.
If you don't have enough patience and experience, the meat will become very chewy, so chewy it will bite your teeth.
So Mr. Chen switched to using low heat to remove the brine.
This is to ensure the delicate taste of venison and remove the earthy smell from the meat.
As for the deerskin, Mr. Chen sewed it into a small cotton-padded jacket and draped it around his body.
A complete piece of tiger skin is spread out on a wooden frame and left to cool. After drying in the shade, the fascia inside is torn off to make a tiger skin nest for the police chief.
These two red pepper skewers are hung on the stove, which looks particularly festive from a distance.
"Master, the Chinese New Year will be here in two months!"
Mr. Chen stepped forward and sat on a chair beside him, admiring the stove courtyard in front of him, his smile becoming more and more down-to-earth.
"There's still more than a month left, maybe two months!"
Ding Xiaoyi counted the time. It is now December and January will soon be here. According to the lunar calendar, the New Year will not be celebrated until the end of February in the solar calendar.
Speaking of which, celebrating the New Year is a unique custom of the Xia people.
However, with the passage of time and the reorganization of human civilization, this custom has replaced the unique festivals of other ethnic groups and become the most important festival.
If you can sit at a big round table with all your relatives and friends and have a hot reunion dinner, that would be the greatest happiness.
At this point, it has to be said that although the Xia people have lost many cultural traditions.
But the powerful assimilation ability is still subtly absorbing and assimilating people of different races into it without even realizing it.
Mr. Chen nodded and said nothing more.
But Ding Xiaoyi always felt that there was something hidden in Mr. Chen's heart that he hadn't said yet.
It seems to have something to do with the Chinese New Year.
But since Mr. Chen doesn't speak, he doesn't intend to ask. If necessary, I believe Mr. Chen will tell him naturally.
After standing up and patting Meatball's head, he quickly walked into the temporary wooden shed nearby.
In front of me, I saw parts scattered neatly on the ground.
The frame on the side is like a hollowed-out corpse, hanging quietly there.
Looking at the engine that had been torn into pieces on the table, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly became hot. He picked up the tool box beside him and continued his renovation plan.