I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

Mo Yan nodded, "It should be possible!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the three of them showed obvious joy on their faces.

If someone else had said such uncertain words as "should be able to", they might still be somewhat skeptical and uneasy.

I don't think this is guaranteed.

But since the person who said this was Mo Yan, they felt that it was basically a sure thing.

After all, there is no need for others to come here just to make fun of them, right?

"Well, is there anything we can do for you?" Jiang Zhenguo asked hopefully.

If it comes to scientific disaster relief, they would be able to come up with some ideas.

But Mo Yan's existence is not scientific, and her methods are certainly not something that can be explained by science.

Jiang Zhenguo and Qin Meng now want to know what kind of auxiliary work they can do for Mo Yan as local officials.

Mo Yan actually didn't know what to ask them to do.

In fact, she didn't know what she would do after planting the seed.

Or does her mission end once this seed is planted?

The question is, what kind of species will this seed become when it grows up?

How can we stop this heavy rain?

Also, where is the best place to plant these seeds?

Mo Yan actually had no idea about any of this.

But she is a person who can control her emotions.

When she has a blank expression and doesn't want others to see through her, no one can tell what she is thinking.

However, her expressionless face, in the eyes of Jiang Zhenguo and others, showed absolute confidence and self-assurance.

This is really...

"Is there a map?"

Mo Yan suddenly asked.

"Ah? Map?" Jiang Zhenguo couldn't keep up with Mo Yan's train of thought.

"Yes, a map. It would be best if it were a map of the three provinces hit hard by the rain. I need to take a look."

She was not a native of this era, and she knew nothing about the distribution and approximate location of the provinces in this time and space.

At the end of the world, there are almost no surviving humans, and most places have been completely reoccupied by monsters and mutated plants, becoming a complete forbidden zone for humans.

So there is no such thing as a map for these places. There are no roads at all, so what is the need for a map?

But this time and space is different.

This is a normal world, and it is developing on the road of economy and technology, somewhat like her original time and space, where the economy described in textbooks had just begun to recover and develop five hundred years ago.

My goodness, Mo Yan even doubted whether the so-called five hundred years in the textbooks were made up, let alone what the 500 years before the end of the world were like.

So, assuming that 500 years from now the end of the world will also be here, who can say that the current distribution of mountains, rivers and streams will be the same as it will be 500 years from now?

Even if humans in two time and space have the same black hair, yellow skin, and appear to be of the same species and origin, this alone cannot necessarily link the two time and space together.

At the beginning, Mo Yan had thought that the bastard Yao Ri had sent her back to her own time and space before the end of the world.

But now, Mo Yan doesn’t think so.

This time and space and her original apocalyptic time and space should belong to two completely different worlds.

They are not on the same plane.

At most, it is a parallel and similar space and time.

In short, what I mean by all this is that Mo Yan is a completely ignorant outsider in this time and space.

"Yes! Wait a moment."

Jiang Zhenguo picked up the phone and made a call, saying a few words. Not long after, there was a knock on the office door, and a young man came in carrying a large roll of things.

Seeing that Qin Hong was there too, he hurriedly put his things on the desk and called out "Director Qin" in a low voice.

Qin Hong looked at him, nodded, and said softly, "I'm away these days, the chief is relying on you. You are young, so you should work harder and take good care of the chief."

"Don't worry, Director Qin. I will."

With Qin Hong's approval and care, the young man seemed to be energized. He immediately stood up straight and nodded seriously, as if he was signing a military order.

Qin Hong was very satisfied with what he saw, "You go out first, I'm here!"

"Okay, Director Qin, I'll be out first."

The young man looked straight ahead, although he was also very curious about who the mother and daughter Director Qin brought were, but since the leaders didn't say anything, as a small clerk, he had to keep his mouth shut, do his own job, and not be too curious.

This was the first lesson and the first rule he was ordered to remember when he was selected and temporarily transferred to the leader's side.

Seeing his behavior, Qin Hong nodded with slight satisfaction, watched the young man leave, and then turned his gaze back to the desk.

Jiang Zhenguo and Mo Yan didn't pay attention to the conversation between Qin Hong and the young man.

Instead, they gathered at both ends of the desk, looking at the rolls of maps that were spread out.

There are national ones.

Mo Yan just took a rough look and memorized the overall border area.

Then he put the map aside.

Then he opened the enlarged version of the domestic map.

This photo relatively speaking records the regions of each province more clearly, and uses different colors to distinguish them. The rivers, lakes and seas are also very clear.

Mo Yan saw from above the location of Shannan Province where she was at the moment. It was in a good location, slightly above the belly of the country.

If we exclude the remote corners, it is not an exaggeration to say that Shannan is the center of the country.

If the two lakes and Sanqing are included, this area is really pretty good.

But so poor.

Mo Yan really felt that it was quite unreasonable.

Why are you so poor?

But when her eyes fell on the continuous mountains, she probably understood the reason for the poverty.

These mountains have become the biggest obstacle to the flow of human beings and goods in reality.

"Comrade Mo Yan, here is a detailed map of our Shannan Province. Would you like to see it?"

"Look!"

Mo Yan nodded and took the map aside.

The provincial map of Shannan Province makes the locations of various prefecture-level cities and county-level cities clearer.

Mo Yan also found the place where their Luoxia Commune was located, the Xushui County, and also found the word "Luoxia" in Luoxia Commune at the first glance.

Looking at the map, the location of Luoxia Commune almost overlaps with the outer mountains of Shennong Mountain.

As for Peijia Village, forget it.

"Mom, it's the commune of our village."

Pei Zaizai had found the word "Luoxia" at some point and pointed at it with his little finger.

Mo Yan was not surprised that she could read, but Jiang Zhenguo and the others were very surprised, "Niuniu, do you know the word Luoxia?"

Pei Zaizai was not panicked, and looked like he was not afraid of being exposed. He nodded proudly and said, "Teacher Weng taught us that. All the children in our Peijia Village know about Luoxia Commune."