Crossing the Collapsed Iron and Rebuilding Yalilo

Xiluwa nodded.

That's true. She was also proficient in mechanics and knew the energy supply of the earth's marrow.

The earth's marrow was like an advanced version of coal or oil. The heat it provided might be slightly better, but more importantly, it was clean and pollution-free.

"I didn't expect you to know something about nuclear reactors. I have some books here. Do you want them?"

Xia Zhihui shook her head.

She really didn't have any idea about nuclear power plants and nuclear reactors. It took one or two people to figure it out, but a generation.

This was still the basic nuclear power plant he had seen in his previous life, and the nuclear reactor in the Iron Guard restricted area was obviously more technologically advanced.

"I guess the nuclear power of Tiewei is not the tokamak ring structure reactor mentioned in ancient books, but some kind of linear structure similar to inertial confinement."

"Whether in terms of materials or neutron recovery, it is quite outrageous. Otherwise, we would not be able to stand next to the reactor and nothing would happen."

"Don't worry about these things, just focus on the present and accompany us to solve the star core crisis."

Xiluwa, who had just become excited, was immediately defeated by Xia Zhihui's ruthless technical deduction.

"Yes, I'll get you some clothes to take back so you don't have to buy them again."

"Forget it, okay, then I'll just buy men's clothes."

"What men's clothes? I have some Jeppard's clothes here too. Just pick one."

Shiluwa waved her hand with her back to Xia Zhihui and went through the back door again.

After a while, she squeezed open the door holding a few bags and put them on the table.

Xia Zhihui stretched out his hand and put them all into the system space. This strange scene scared Shiluwa so much that she opened her eyes wide.

"This this……"

"Special ability, I also transported the goods in the warehouse this way"

"Well, you actually kept it a secret from me for so long.

Xia Zhihui slowly finished drinking the water in the cup, left a stack of letters under Xiluwa's unfriendly eyes, and then opened the door and ran away.

"Sorry, I meant it. I'll leave these to you. See you tomorrow!"

Shiluwa blew her blue highlights in anger, then looked at the pile of letters on the table.

"Elaine……"

"It seems that people in the lower districts already know what the underground fire has done, so there are these letters."

Before the blockade order was implemented in Cocolia, many people who originally lived in the upper district were working in the lower district. They commuted by cable car every day, which didn't take long.

But once the blockade order came down, they never went home to see their families again, just like Natasha.

After they learned that the underground fire was expected to negotiate in the near future, they had long wanted to go to the upper district. In order to prevent the star core crisis, Oleg could only persuade the members of the underground fire one by one, and promised to send letters through Sambo first. After

Sambo took on this task, he handed it to Xia Zhihui.

But how could Xia Zhihui have so much time to run from door to door?

He only knew the road but not the people, so it would be better to hand it directly to Shiluva. Only a native of the upper district like her could deliver the letter to everyone's home with the fastest efficiency.

Xia Zhihui left the mechanical house and returned to Alexandra Square and walked towards the colorful Changxia Flower Shop.

At this moment, the flower shop employee Vaska was listening to the guitar singing of passers-by at the door, surrounded by colorful flowers.

"Come with a bunch of first snow"

"Oh, we meet again, customer. Vraska is at your service. A bunch of First Snow, right? The ones you bought last time should be withering soon, right?"

Xia Zhihui smiled.

"Yes, that's why I came to buy new ones."

Vraska neatly wrapped a bunch of First Snow and handed it to him.

"In fact, we have a flower delivery service in Changxia, which can deliver flowers to your door.

Xia Zhihui took the flowers, took out the Dongcheng Shield from his pocket and handed it to her, refusing

"No, I delivered it myself last time, this time it's on your behalf"

"Oh, OK, then please take care and come back again."

""Well, please tell me, famous surgeon, how do I get to the Hrova couple's house?"

Vraska enthusiastically pointed out the direction to Xia Zhihui. After thanking him, Xia Zhihui asked all the way.

Soon, an old man with gray hair but full of energy stopped in front of him.

"I heard you were looking for the Hrovats' house. What can I do for you?"

"If you want to pay your respects to my master, please go to the cemetery. My wife told me that she has never seen you.

Xia Zhihui took a long breath, took out the envelope from the system space, and handed it to the old man in front of him.

"I suppose you are old man Oswell?"

"It's me."

Oswell took the envelope and saw the familiar signature on it.

"This! This is... Miss Natasha's handwriting"

"Where did you get it from? She should still be in the lower district."

Ordinary people may only have vague guesses about the ban on the upper and lower districts, but the famous elites like the Herova couple naturally know it clearly.

But facing Cocolia who controls the military power, they have no way to resist and can only miss her silently.

Xia Zhihui straightened his coat and stroked his chest with one hand.

"Please allow me to introduce myself, Xia Zhihui. I have been in the orphanage since Natasha became the director of the orphanage in Rivet Town."

"She is now a doctor at the Panyan Town Clinic in the Lower District and the leader of the Lower District. She will send someone to the Upper District to seek negotiations tomorrow."

Oswell's hopeful eyes dimmed a little.

"Isn't she coming herself?"

"No, she also needs to stay in the lower districts to ensure that the negotiations do not turn into armed conflict."

"Has the lower level area already reached this point?"

Oswell muttered, and then reacted.

"Xia...Mr. Xia?"

"Just call me by my full name, Xia Zhihui"

"Xia Zhihui, why don't you come to my house? I believe Mrs. Vanessa will be very happy to hear this news."

"Yes, that's exactly what I meant."

Xia Zhihui had known about Heva's death three years ago, but he had never told Natasha.

And Mrs. Vanessa, Natasha's adoptive mother, had retired. She only thought about her missing son and her daughter who was far away in the lower class district. Sometimes she didn't think so much, so she studied medical literature, occasionally went out to see patients, and taught students in the medical school.

When they got home, Oswell explained the cause and effect of the matter to Vanessa, and Xia Zhihui gave her the first snow eight fallen leaves he had just bought.

The old lady burst into tears and held the white flower in her hand for a long time.

After she calmed down, she said to Xia Zhihui

"A patient my husband cured came to my house to pay his respects. I was so sad that I fainted. Orson was worried about my health, so he stopped you from seeing me. Please don't be offended."

Xia Zhihui shook his head repeatedly

"Of course not, Natasha is like my elder sister, and you are naturally my relative, how could I blame you!"

"Nata sent me here this time, firstly to see how the family is doing, and secondly to ask for something."

"Tomorrow, many people from the upper district will go to the core hub exit south of Alexandra Square to witness people from the lower district coming up to facilitate negotiations."

"People coming up from the lower areas have been strictly screened to ensure that there will be no conflicts. If the people in the upper areas who miss their families have a conflict with the Silver Mane Iron Guards who maintain order, they may need an emergency medical team."

Vanessa nodded.

"This is a simple matter. I will go to the medical school later and go there with some students tomorrow."

After chatting for a while, Vanessa finally asked with concern.

"Xiao Xia, Nata has been in the lower district for so long? Have you found a partner?"

Xia Zhihui was speechless for a moment, and finally could only shake his head.