I will plant a field in the last days

Yes, this trip is so difficult and weird, just think of it as a 90-day trip around the world.

Suddenly, Junjia's mind flashed back to that dark night. After the monsters retreated like a tide, Jing Yatou walked out of the darkness with bright eyes. Later, with the use of bone powder, a steady stream of bones could always be dug out from the ground to provide After everyone had eaten, he always felt that Girl Jing had something to do with it.

While Junjia was wandering in outer space, there was another exclamation.

"Look, we're at the location of the previous building!"

"Great, the building is back in place."

"It went around in a circle and back again!"

Junjia looked along the exterior scene and saw that this was the familiar Wucheng!

They're back alive again!

Just when everyone was excited and thought the building was about to stop, the building slowly continued to move forward. The building was in the suburbs. This area used to have roads and urban street planning, but now it was dark and muddy. In a pool, it is almost impossible to see the two rows of street lights and roads.

There was only a huge mud-rock river, which seemed to be newly formed. The mud-rock river was also a little hard due to the weather, and the speed of travel was even slower.

"Where are we going?"

"Where is this going? Why doesn't it stop?"

"Is it going to float away again?"

Junjia's face didn't look good either. He was thinking about whether he should just call for a helicopter to start picking people up. Anyway, there were no supplies or valuables taken away from the building. The only thing of value might be the bone meal.

What if this floats to a place where birds don’t poop again?

I didn't care much at the moment. I picked up the walkie-talkie and started to let the helicopter pick up people directly. I asked Wang Miao to arrange the people and queue up in groups. The six helicopters can only carry a few people at most at a time, but fortunately this is Wucheng. , transporting people is only a matter of minutes.

In this way, the building slowly floated, and the scenery on both sides slowly receded, just like a cruise ship. Jingshu rarely looked at Wucheng four years after the apocalypse.

The disasters caused by natural disasters are devastating. Floods, earthquakes, and mudslides have made Jingshu unable to see the original appearance of the city. It is dilapidated, declining, and surviving is the current Wucheng.

But it is also beautiful, the beauty of ruin, as if one day it will be completely destroyed, it will eventually return to nature.

Gradually, there were buildings around, dilapidated factories, and high-rise buildings that were half submerged by mudslides. Then everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw a group of buildings on the hill that were not stained by the mud!

Rows of huge stones were driven into the ground, and water channels diverted mudslides. The buildings were intact and tightly protected, and the remaining people could see the painted red door from a distance.

Jingshu frowned and looked at the house at the moment. There should have been many chimneys emitting white smoke rising into the sky. There should have been a smell like boiled meat. It couldn't be said to be fragrant, but it smelled like scalded chicken feathers. , but it doesn’t have an unpleasant taste.

But now, it's quiet.

The entire red worm factory was quiet, not working? why is that?

"Boom!" The building finally stopped as if it had hit something. Everyone was extremely excited. In the past few months, they had been frantically expecting the building to hit the boulder and stop, but no, it was like it was on its own. Like long eyes.

But I didn't expect it to simply stop today. The building finally stopped!

Junjia was very familiar with the red worm factory. He opened his mouth in surprise and didn't know what to say for a moment. Is this a coincidence?

Then he shook his head: "It must be a coincidence. Along the way, there was a mudslide and a large river that broke off at the entrance of the Red Threadworm Factory, so it could only stop here."

Otherwise, who can explain that a straight-line mudslide can still be controlled by someone? Could it be that this thing is made in other people's homes, and they can be born wherever they want?

Once the building is parked, it will be easier to handle, let alone within Wucheng.

The subsequent rescue and resettlement work was very easy. The helicopter flew away and buses were replaced to distribute rations or send the people home, or place them at a treatment point first.

Jingshu took out her cell phone to tell Dad Jing that she was safe and said that she was at the red worm factory now. After hanging up the phone, she ignored the cell phone that kept ringing. She didn't need to think about it to know that her family had been crazy about her in the past few months. Send a message and leave a message.

Jingshu now wants to go back to her red worm factory to see what happened? Could it be that during her absence, someone had the idea of ​​a red worm factory?

But with Jin Tianci here and one-third of the town government's shares, it shouldn't be possible, right?

Jinbaba held the sow in his arms and wanted to see the rumored red worm factory. However, his mother was worried and could only reluctantly take the last plane away under Junjia's stern eyes.

The treatment of the sons of powerful people is good.

Before leaving, Junjia said with a smile: "Let's go back to our respective homes first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

The building quickly emptied out, and even the interviewers quickly left. This matter would definitely be big news before the end of the world. The matter that dominated the headlines for two months has not been resolved yet. Today The incident is enough material to make headlines.

Jingshu took Xiao Liu and the driver back to the Red Threadworm Cake Factory. After learning the news, her uncle had already brought someone to pick her up. When they met, he looked at Jingshu excitedly: "Not thin, not thin, everything looks good." , It’s good, that’s it.” Seeing how my niece is beautiful again, is it an illusion? I just saw those people who were rescued. Each one was more miserable than the last. Not to mention their unkempt appearance, they smelled terrible.

Worse than those coming out of refugee camps.

Immediately, the uncle seemed to have thought of something and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "The Red Threadworm Cake Factory has been sold. It was sold for 8 million virtual coins."

Jing Shu frowned, and sure enough, something happened as soon as she was gone, so she motioned and said, "Where's the money?"

The uncle was so surprised that he burped. Shouldn't he get angry about something like this and then find a way to get back out of trouble? What do you care about money?

Is it time to care about money?

The uncle then said, "I sent the money to your mother."

"That's good. I happen to be short of money, and I can't ask the town government for another loan. The money came at the right time." Jingshu rubbed her hands and looked at the building. She was really short of pillows and gave them to her. It was so considerate. .

"ah?"

"Let's go and see what our insect cake factory is like now. Tell me about the situation. Xiao Liu, take note of it."

A few people returned to the familiar insect cake factory. Now it is very large. It can not only produce one-tenth of Wucheng's food supply, but also solve the problem of thousands of people, including food, drink, shelter and housing.

Although the factory has stopped working, people are still there, and they are still banging their bowls dissatisfiedly.

"What's going on?" Jing Shu asked, "Does the new employer not even provide food? Is it so miserable?"