The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

The dust in the air has slightly decreased in the past few days, and there are signs of it dissipating. The streets are gradually becoming lively again. Although we still have to wear masks, it is generally better than before.

Chen Ye was lying in the rocking chair, scrolling through his phone.

According to the news online, in addition to the lingering heat of the "Ghost Evil", due to weather problems, people from all over the country have resumed going out and celebrating by spending lavishly as if it were revenge consumption.

Various short-distance tools have resumed operations, making travel slightly more convenient.

Many businesses made a small profit from this small wave of craze.

The merchants laughed, but many people’s seemingly happy surviving a disaster almost emptied their pockets. In order to squeeze out every penny, the merchants hired a lot of marketing accounts, and instilled in consumers the distorted idea of ​​“if you don’t spend money, you won’t spend a penny when you die” with the concept of “living in the present”.

Although many people are unmoved, these are middle-aged people with a certain amount of experience, elderly parents and young children, and heavy burdens. Although they also want to spend blindly, their sense of responsibility over the years has successfully blocked such dangerous thoughts.

On the other hand, many young people have been successfully brainwashed and have spent all their savings in a few days, either by booking train and boat tickets or by going on shopping sprees in high-end places.

Everyone has his own destiny. The false impression that the weather has returned to normal is actually another warning, and it provides a fairly mild buffer. However, if we don’t seize this opportunity, then it really is our fate.

Most of these people are young people, the foundation of the country. In their life journey, they have been guided and indoctrinated with improper consumption and value concepts, without any sense of crisis. If they continue like this, they may not survive the first wave of torture.

Chen Ye sighed, and when she saw everyone coming over after training, she put down her phone.

Chen Chen had been locked up at home for a long time. He was a playful teenager and wanted to go out to play. But when he looked at Chen Ye lying on the rocking chair beside him, his brows furrowed again.

Chen Ye seemed to see what he was thinking, turned his head to see his frowning face, and said with a smile: "Go ahead, I'm fine."

When he was able to get up and walk, Chen Ye lived in the wooden house, and his recovery seemed to be half as fast.

Dunmo looked at the sky outside the glass window. It was indeed brighter than usual. "Miss, is the doomsday you talked about over now?"

"Oh, this is a preventive measure. It lasted for so long and no one cared. Next time, it won't be so mild. Just wait. It's coming soon. In just two days."

"Axiong, go to the basement and check if there is anything that needs to be replenished. Buy it back as soon as possible in the next few days."

Li Xiong nodded, then looked at Chen Chen: "Young Master, I'll go out with you later. What do you want to buy?"

"I don't have anything I want to buy. I just want to go out for a while. I'm bored at home."

Uncle Li handed over a small bowl of medicinal soup and walked over to him, saying, "Although the smog outside doesn't seem to be that serious, you still have to pay attention to safety, young master. Look at how the young lady has been harmed." He put the old chicken soup with a strong medicinal smell on the small table and said, "Young lady, there are ginseng, astragalus, angelica and many other Chinese medicines in the soup. You should drink more."

Every household in the southern province of D has a recipe book for medicinal diet and health preservation. Uncle Li has served Chen Jinyan for many years and has learned the skillful skill of making soup in the kitchen.

"This chicken is not fresh after being taken out of the refrigerator." Uncle Li said, "Why don't we go to the backyard and enclose a small piece of land to raise some chickens."

Chen Ye blew the whistle and tasted a piece of chicken. It was dry and tasteless. So he nodded and said, "You can all go out later. Feed them with bran and other things. Also buy some threshed corn and millet, and mix in some vegetable leaves. Remember to fence it in, otherwise this vegetable field will be ruined."

"Okay, do you need anything else?"

Chen Ye thought about his supplies and suddenly remembered that he had prepared everything, but it seemed that he didn't have the tools to go out in the snow. He only prepared cold-proof clothes.

In this southern city where it never snows, I don’t know how many tools I can buy for snowy days.

"Dunmo, you will go out with everyone later. We need roller skates, snowmobiles, snow melting agent, snow shovel and other things." If we don't buy them now, we will have no chance in a few days.

"Take my card down and spend all the money in it. You don't need to keep any money. Exchange the extra money for gold and jade."

She hadn't given gold or stone to the space for a long time, and there had been no changes recently. There were quite a few jades among her mother's relics, but she was reluctant to give them to the space to eat.

That was her only thought. In order to prevent the space from eating her up, she didn't even dare to store it in the space.

Everyone left quickly. Chen Ye picked up his phone, walked upstairs to his room, turned on his computer and logged into the forum.

As soon as I logged in, I saw several repeated private messages. I was taking the time to rest and recuperate in the past few days and did not log in to the forum.

I opened the private message and saw that it was sent by the same person. He asked her if she was really willing to go to the museum in Country I and he could provide detailed information.

Chen Ye looked at the ID: SP009. This ID had sent her the same message before, but at that time she had already spent money to get the precise latitude and longitude and floor plan from the underground network, so she did not reply.

Chen Ye quickly replied: Sure. What's the price?

The other party quickly sent her the floor plan and the precise coordinates of each location in the museum, and replied: No money is needed. A hero is willing to sacrifice his life to go to another country to recover our Chinese treasures, which is equivalent to a god. Your righteousness deserves our worship and help. I sincerely hope that you will win the first battle and return triumphantly! When the time comes, we will surely lead the way and welcome you respectfully.

Chen Ye looked at the other party's reply, and her heart suddenly surged with passion, as if a great ambition was about to burst out. The feeling of being worshipped as a god and having high hopes placed on her by others, through the other party's sincere words, was like a golden light shining in her mind.

She seemed to be in a state of emptiness and clarity.

and many more.

Chen Ye suddenly calmed down.

Oh my god, I almost got fooled. What do you want to do by praising her? Do you want to PUA yourself? Don't forget your ambition is to lie down and be the landlord.

She immediately replied: No need to flatter. I am willing to go because I am happy. This matter can be accomplished in one go. Don't give me these big hats, I don't like them! Then she recorded the floor plan and longitude and latitude, and turned off the computer.

What Chen Ye didn't know was that at this moment, the office of the 14th Bureau of the Ministry of State Security had exploded.

A young man jumped onto his chair, raised his hands, and roared loudly, then jumped down again and shouted: "Found it, found it! Next time I will definitely find his location."

"Have you found the location of 'Ghost Evil'?" The person next to him glanced at him.

"Really? Where?" Everyone gathered around.

I saw a big pop-up window popping up on his computer, showing that the IP address was China.