The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

On the [-]th, before returning home from get off work, Mr. Shen called his two grandsons, who had been spinning around all day, into the office.

"have a look."

The old man buttoned the desk and motioned them to look at the two documents on the desk.The two brothers looked at each other, and each took a share.The report in He Lang's hand was another application for setting off fireworks at zero o'clock in the Lunar New Year, but in Shen Gu's hand was the record of mass demonstrations and riots in Qinghe and Jiangbei bases in the past month.

The two brothers exchanged documents silently.

"There's no need to change, I didn't ask you to come here to let you make a decision." Mr. Shen said, "You should have heard about these things, tell me what you think."

As always, Shen Gu spoke first.

"The fireworks, I know it's to boost people's hearts. But it's only been a month since the death of millions of people. The time is too close, so it's best not to have entertainment." Shen Gu said, "The parades and riots are because of being Many people from the destroyed bases flooded into Qinghe and Jiangbei, right? This problem was actually exposed very early. The Qinghe base was designed with a capacity of 200 million, but the registered number has exceeded 500 million. Basic necessities, food, housing, transportation, all kinds of people The distribution of materials will be tight. If the material problem is not resolved, conflicts will inevitably erupt between the original residents and the newcomers, and between the two and the authorities.”

"Ask for redistribution of housing and jobs, for adjustment of work points, for adjustment of welfare supplies... Every day I go to the sit-ins and parades to maintain order, and I will memorize them." He Lang threw the documents back on the table, leaning on the back of the chair Foot, "According to the registration, the number of participants is about 500, but the number of people who actually participated in these activities is less than [-]. It sounds like a lot, and the parade seems to be mighty, and the base of [-] million It’s still a drop in the bucket in comparison.”

In other words, it is impossible to physically move another 2 million people for the sake of these 500 people.

Shen Gu turned his head and asked: "Someone seems to claim that the supplies are too leaning towards the camp, do you know about this?"

"Tch." He Lang sneered, "I know, why don't I know? Isn't it just the self-governing council of a few communities who are yelling there? Xia Hong took people to maintain order on the day when she gave a speech with a megaphone, and was later arrested by the residents. He complained that he was disturbing the people, so his horn was confiscated. There were also a few radicals who pointed at Xia Hong’s nose and cursed.

After finishing speaking, the man sneered: "Besides, the supplies in the camp have already been relatively reduced. These people are still yelling, and they don't want to think about who is guarding the base so that they are safe enough to dare to claim that the supplies of combatants are withheld. Even the streets The guy whose rank is not as good as the director of the office, really has nothing to do!"

Shen Gu interjected: "These people seem to be considered leaders in the original base."

"That's leading other people to get rich. Can you lose points by talking nonsense?" He Lang sneered, "As long as they are willing to find a job, at least they can find a job to make a living. Redistributing the white wolves with empty gloves? Are you daydreaming too much!"

Shen Gu was too lazy to listen to his cousin's cynicism, and just looked at Mr. Shen: "What do you want to ask us for?"

Mr. Shen was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Someone above has started planning to 'relocate to the city'."

"……what?"

He Lang raised his eyebrows: "Are you crazy? Move back to the city? Now? Even a base with a population of one million people is not guaranteed to be protected, yet someone dares to propose moving back to an urban area with a population of tens of millions extending in all directions? This is not 'relocation' , this is 'feeding', right!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mr. Shen patted the table, "Tell me something practical."

"Practically speaking, it's what He Lang said." Shen Gu said, "And these are just the difficulties that are well known at present. The matter of Moxiu and Zhang Tai'an have not yet been brought to the surface. If we don't solve these, how can we solve the problem?" Possibly moving back? The cloud of Wanling’s fog hasn’t even opened its cover, if something undefended comes out of the cover, wouldn’t there be no barriers for those who move back to the city?”

Mr. Shen pondered for a few seconds, and asked, "When will these undisclosed matters be resolved? Song Lin and Yuan Chengbing, do you know?"

"It's useless to ask them now." He Lang leaned back in his chair and replied in a deep voice, "These matters are under the control of Master Liuxia. Song Lin and Yuan Chengbing can only be the assistants of Master Liuxia now."

Old Man Shen said: "Then, that real person..."

"Don't think about it." He Lang knew what his old man meant, and replied, "They are cultivators, they seem to pay attention to chance and whimsy, and it is impossible for them to make a timetable for you."

Shen Gu added: "What's more, in these matters, nine times out of ten it depends on the other party's movements."

He Lang glanced at him: "You are quite clear?"

"Bai Xiaoning talks about it every day, and it's not difficult for me to memorize a few of them." Shen Gu finally threw the application form for displaying fireworks in his hand back to the desk, "Let's talk about the fireworks after everything is settled."

"Oh, there is one thing I can count on." He Lang said again, "Yan Shaojun's work on deciphering the original data of the Jiangbei Base has made great progress, and a result may come out in the next two days. If it goes well, the work of developing an infectious agent vaccine Might be a step forward.”

"Hey, there's some good news... Let's do it." Mr. Shen rubbed his temples, "If that's the case, then I know what's going on. Anyway, from what you two said, it's fine to firmly oppose it when voting."

When he said this, the brothers realized that the proposal of "returning to the city" was almost up for a vote.

"Whoever wants to go back will go back. Anyway, we have a serious shortage of manpower in managing the two bases. Don't call us to support when one of the bases moves back." He Lang clicked his tongue and said, "People will die if they die, I hope they understand this truth as soon as possible."

Mr. Shen himself was also annoyed, he didn't want to hear the bastard's complaints, so he slapped the two of them to get out.But as soon as the two of them stood up, the old man thought of another thing: "By the way, Song Lin's supplies for the New Year will be a little less when it is announced to the public, but I will fill in the missing parts with my own."

"Stop, I can still afford that mouth, so I don't need to take food from you. You really think it's too much, so you can give it to Aunt Zhang's family." He Lang replied, "But let's not talk about the actual amount given to him, Song A person with Lin's fighting strength and outstanding achievements should be cut back, how fucking ridiculous...!"

"He Lang!" Mr. Shen knew that the bastard's temper was coming up again, and warned, "In difficult times, it is right to help each other. Don't let me hear your thoughts again. Yes, the world is chaotic now, Song Lin is fighting He is powerful, so it makes sense not to reduce his share. But what about peace in the future? Why not use his powerful individual strength? There is no harm in accumulating a reputation for him. The supplies have already been sent out. In vain!"

"I know!" He Lang snorted coldly, "I'm just glad now that Yuan Chengbing and I don't really have to eat, otherwise I really don't know how to face Song Lin. People who saved the entire base more than once, even a mouthful of food Is it good to eat? It sounds funny!"

After speaking, He Lang turned his head and left.

"Hey... Fuck!" Old Master Shen cursed secretly, "Two faces are not human..."

"Calm down, are you arguing with him just to find anger?" Shen Gu said, "But he was right about one thing. Cutting down the supplies in the camp can calm the resentment of other people a little, but the morale of the camp will inevitably be affected." Affected. He is the commander-in-chief of the camp, and you also know how good his relationship with those team members is, he is obviously trying to get angry with you because of Song Lin, but he is actually just using it as an excuse."

"You pretend I don't know?" Mr. Shen paused, and waved his hands, "You go too. It sounds like you're trying to persuade me, but in fact, you and your brother have the same nostrils, go away, go away."

So Shen Gu also "rolled off".

"Alas!" Sitting in the office, Mr. Shen sighed heavily.

***

When He Lang returned home, he found that Song Lin seemed to have just stepped into the house.

"Where did you go?"

He Lang followed into the kitchen and watched the young man pouring water to drink: "Lang Yue from the Jiangbei base said they were looking for you today, but they didn't find them."

After Song Lin drank the water, he put down the glass: "They found you? They couldn't find you. It's not easy for you to find me?"

"They just want you to guide them in person. If you arrange this casually, then you will be too busy?" He Lang replied, "But where are you? I haven't received any information about your departure from the base."

"In my laboratory during the day, I went to your house after dinner."

"My house... you mean the old man's house?" He Lang was at a loss, "He's not at home, what are you doing?"

"Steal some secrets."

"Hey, you want to steal secrets, and you still tell me?" He Lang leaned against the edge of the kitchen counter, "Be honest."

"Aunt Zhang wants to make a face, but she doesn't have enough strength, so she came home to find someone to help." Song Lin replied, "Only Lin Xiaoyong and I were at home, so we went over."

"Fresh...?" He Lang was stunned for a moment, then wiped his face and said, "Oh yes, it's 28 today."

Just now he was arguing about those annoying things in the office, and as soon as he got home, he heard the news that he had a meeting with his family for the New Year. Although it was a bit trivial... But it is undeniable that it actually gave He Lang a subtle sense of stability.

Song Lin walked out of the kitchen: "You are so busy that you can't remember exactly when the Chinese New Year will be."

"It's okay, there's no big problem, it's just that there's been a lot of riots lately..." He Lang followed behind and said, "Hey, it's enough to call you all the time, don't bother the old man with these crap things."

Song Lin responded casually, "It's fine."

He Lang suddenly noticed that the house was very quiet, and asked, "Where are the rest of the family?"

Song Lin paused and looked back at him: "You are their captain, you ask me?"

"Didn't I just go home?" He Lang thought of something, and smiled suddenly, "Then you don't know, I'll call and ask them where they went crazy..."

"No need." Song Lin really knew, "Lin Xiaoyong has gone back to his room. Xia Hong and Qi Ye received a call saying that someone was meditating outside and they went to participate in maintaining order."

It's this nonsense again... He Lang nodded, thinking that he would go and have a look later, and asked, "Where are Yuan Chengbing and his two junior brothers?"

"I'm going to Wanling." Song Lin replied, "Yuan Chengbing said that he felt that the wave of demonic energy coming from Wanling's direction has become stronger in the past few days. He took two juniors and went to see it with his sword in his hand."

"Okay, then you rest, I..."

Before he finished speaking, He Lang's phone rang suddenly.

He glanced at the caller ID, it was Xia Hong, so he answered it in front of Song Lin.As soon as the phone was connected, Xia Hong's first words made He Lang's face change.

"What?! I'll come right away!"

The man quickly hung up the phone, and before Song Lin could ask, he grabbed him and went outside.

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Song Lin followed his pace and asked, "What's the matter?"

He Lang didn't turn his head back: "The material warehouse is on fire!"

[The author has something to say: It's not a stable year... Comrades, please comment more and express your opinions]