Rise From Doomsday Chapter 174: , habits
Hanging the pot to help the world is called the Jishihui. The original intention was to save the people of Lebanon from fire and water. In the history of the world, Jishihui appeared in troubled times several times. After the reunification of the country, it quietly disbanded and disappeared without a trace. It came vigorously, and went silent. The style is a powerful and incredible organization.
"I heard my father say that this organization cannot be offended, so it's better not to offend." Huang Yueyue whispered to dissuade. It's not that she looks down on Liu Wei'an, but that the gap between the two is too big.
It’s already the third day of returning to Times Square. Liu Wei’an recovered from his injuries and started planning to trouble Jishihui. He is not a person who likes to suffer losses. He wants to find a place when he suffers. The reality is very, But after searching the Internet for several hours, I discovered that things are not that simple.
The Internet has become something human beings can’t do without. Basically, you can find everything you want on the Internet. According to Liu Wei’an’s idea, Jishihui is such a great organization. The Internet should be overwhelming about Jishi. The description of the meeting, but the fact is completely contrary to what he imagined.
Not at all. There is no description of the organization, organization, or names of the Jesuit Society on the Internet. Even the organization of the Jesuit Society cannot be searched on the Internet. There are only a few charitable organizations with the same name. In the end, she had no choice but to ask Huang Yueyue. She was born as a nobleman and she had access to a wide range of information. She should know this kind of tall organization.
Huang Yueyue has indeed heard of Jishihui, but what she knows is also limited. Based on her description, it can be summarized in these words: powerful, secretive, deep, tight, and terrifying. The final recommendation is not to provoke.
Said it means not saying it.
Liu Wei'an didn't say anything. The problem today is of course that he is looking for a place, but the more important reason is whether Ji Shi will let him go. He is looking for a place just to gain the initiative and start first.
"I suggest you listen to Girl Huang, Ji Shihui, you can't afford it." Zhao Hanqing walked out of the room, with a haggard look on Qingli's face, a touch of weakness, since the death of Uncle Zhang After that, there was no smile on her face.
"As long as the organization is composed of people, there are weaknesses." Liu Wei'an's eyes flashed, he had a hunch that the medicine was still in his hand, and Huang Yueyue was still following him, and Ji Shihui would not release it. Pass him, and, to this day, it won't be too far.
"Those people are genetic warriors." Zhao Hanqing glanced at Liu Wei'an. He didn't want to say anything, but he hesitated for a while, but he said it.
"What is a genetic warrior?" Liu Wei'an was inexplicably shocked. This word gave him a very bad feeling.
"Have you seen a movie? Resident Evil, that's almost what it means." Zhao Hanqing sneered with a hint of irony or anger, "The people you saw were just failures."
"How do you know so clearly?" Liu Wei'an was horrified. The failed products were so powerful, wouldn't the mature products be against the sky? Immediately there was a question, staring at Zhao Hanqing, these things, for Ji Shihui, should also be a secret.
"My grandfather's death is related to the research of genetic warriors." After Zhao Hanqing said this sentence, he didn't say anything.
"Master, you can eat now." Fang Xiaoyuan said respectfully. She was originally Master Liu Wei'an, but this time she came back for some reason and changed her name to Master.
Liu Wei'an didn't care. He wanted to ask more about the genetic warrior and the Jishihui, so he had to give up, and said with a smile: "Let’s eat first." A big round table, six dishes, one soup, for the city From the inside, such hospitality can only be said to be simple, but in the slave area, it can be said to be rich. Even if the economy of the slave area is soaring, and the prosperity is a hundred times before, there is still a huge gap between the city and the city.
"Sit down and eat together." Liu Wei'an said to Fang Xiaoyuan, who was standing. Fang Xiaoyuan was a slave and was not qualified to sit and eat with his master. However, Liu Wei'an doesn't care about these.
Huang Yueyue eats and chews slowly, and she doesn't talk to sleep or sleep. She is perfectly embodied in her body, and she can see an aristocratic atmosphere. Zhao Hanqing thought about it, and only stared at the dish in front of him. Fang Xiaoyuan didn't speak, and it seemed very quiet on the table. The lion didn’t eat here for the next few days except for the first day. The monkeys and spiders were still recovering from their injuries. These few days have been getting better. They should be able to get out of bed in these two days. I have to thank Zhao for such a fast speed. Empathize with this doctor.
I don’t know the taste of a meal. After finally finishing eating, Liu Wei'an immediately made a request and walked outside. Huang Yueyue responded softly. Zhao Hanqing didn't know what to say, and he didn't agree or object. However, seeing Liu Wei'an walking out, he also followed behind.
The sky is already dusk, the sun is about to go down, the afterglow is shining on the earth, not red, but the rare purple, the temperature begins to drop, and a gust of wind blows, bringing a little bit of coolness.
Times Square has been an endless wasteland in the past several hundred miles. Because there are no plants, there is basically no rain throughout the year, the soil has cracked, and a large part of it has begun to desert. Whenever the wind blows, Times Square will be shrouded in a cloud of yellow color.
Fortunately, the wind is not strong now.
"So beautiful!" Huang Yueyue looked at the sunset on the horizon, with a happy smile on her pretty face. On the endless wilderness, there was only one round of red sun falling. This kind of scene is a canary raised in the city. No chance to see it. Zhao Hanqing only glanced lightly, then lowered her head again, not knowing what she was thinking.
Times Square is very lively, with people coming and going, adults, children, men and women, although many people are still undressed, with yellow and thin faces, but compared to a few months ago, they are much better, at least they are energetic When I mentioned it, their eyes were gleaming, like before, they only had numbness and despair in their eyes.
A spacious and straight road appeared in the field of vision. Sixteen lanes, flat and deep, suddenly appeared in the wasteland. It was a big shock to play with it without seeing the end.
"The total length of the road is 672 kilometers, and now 60 kilometers have been built, one tenth, 138,000 manpower is used, and there are about 150,000 people relying on this road to support. The highway will be completed in eight months. By then, the number of slaves near Times Square is estimated to exceed half a million." Fang Xiaoyuan's voice was filled with a touch of pride. All of this was done in her hands.
"Half million?" Liu Wei'an was taken aback. This number is not small. I know that there are only a few hundred thousand people in a county, such as Banshi County, which is only more than 500,000.
"There are many gathering places in the slave area, not just near Banshi County. There are at least three slave areas of the same size nearby. These days, many slaves from other slave areas have come here one after another. That's why there are so many people. At that time, after the road is repaired, there will only be more people coming." Fang Xiaoyuan glanced at Liu Wei'an.
"With the power of Times Square, you can't eat so many people, right?"
"It's definitely overwhelming now, but in the future, it will be hard to say." Fang Xiaoyuan's tone was light, but the incomparable confidence was revealed.
Liu Wei'an gave her a deep look, but didn't speak.
At this time, a group of slaves who wandered from nowhere flocked to Liu Wei'an's direction. A few of them, dressed in glamorous clothes, knew that they were rich. These slaves shouted: Give me some food, give me some water, I'm going to starve to death.
These people are skinny and bony, with withered hair. I don’t know how many years they haven’t washed them. They are almost condensed. They have a pair of tired eyes with numbness. Although they are trotting, the speed is slower than walking, and they are in a very good state. Poor, as if about to fall down at any time, not yet approaching, a stinking odor has blown on his face.
"Stop, you go over there, go over there." Fang Xiaoyuan didn't need to say anything, and immediately a team of patrols rushed over to stop the group of slaves and arrange to go elsewhere.
"Where are you going to drive them?" Huang Yueyue couldn't bear it.
"As long as they are not ill, they can get some water and food, as well as an energy tube. If they are willing to join Times Square, they will arrange work, and then they can have food every day. If they refuse to join Times Square, Then expel it." Fang Xiaoyuan replied instead of Qin Zhou.
"What happens if you get rid of it?" Huang Yueyue asked. Fang Xiaoyuan didn't speak, but looked into the distance. Huang Yueyue followed its gaze and looked at it. On the other side of the road, about several kilometers away, some swaying people gathered, some lying, some lying on their stomachs, and some supporting their bodies. Stagger forward.
"What are they doing?" Huang Yueyue was inexplicable.
"Wait for death." Fang Xiaoyuan said indifferently.
"Ah!" Huang Yueyue was taken aback, "If there is something to do, why don't these people do anything?"
"They are used to sitting and eating and waiting to die, and don't want to change." Zhao Hanqing interrupted suddenly.
"Why is this?" Huang Yueyue felt incredible.
No one can answer this question. Fang Xiaoyuan glanced at Huang Yueyue who couldn't bear it. There was something she didn't say. Every morning, the body collection team can collect almost two hundred corpses. Every day, it will only be more, not less.
Huang Yueyue was pessimistic about these hard-working lives. She wanted to ask how to treat sick slaves, but she lost interest.
"Boss! You are finally back, I want to kill you." With a big truck roaring from a distance, with a sneer, the big truck rubbed two three-meter-long black lines on the ground. , A giant jumped off the big truck, his voice loud like thunder.
"Stop!" Liu Weian called to stop when the elephant was about to hug him~IndoMTL.com~, he could not help the elephant hug with his small arms and legs.
"You'll be fine when you come back." The elephant chuckled and grabbed his hair.
"You seem to be fat again." Liu Weian took a few steps back and looked at the elephant. He should be more than 2.5 meters tall at this moment, which is different from the weight loss before he left. At this moment, his muscles are strong and Kong Wu is strong, as if he is a head. Bear.
"I didn't steal it." The elephant hurriedly said.
"Puff--"
Huang Yueyue covered her mouth and smiled. Because of the oppression caused by the elephant's huge size, she disappeared without a trace because of this sentence.
"You--" Elephant Tiger stared and became angry. After seeing Huang Yueyue's face clearly, she was stunned. Then her face flushed red and turned into a monkey butt, hurry up He lowered his head and was very embarrassed.
Liu Wei'an laughed.
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