Bloodstains can be seen everywhere, showing the suffering this city has gone through. Under the corners, on the side of the road, in cars... the citizens curled up their tired bodies and took the time to rest. Some people swallowed dry food as hard as stone in small mouths. The tattered clothes had long been turned into strips of cloth, and the blood stains had dried and wet, wet and dried again and again. The clothes were all dark brown, and the original color could no longer be seen.
The messy hair was covered with a layer of grease and blood, exuding a strong odor. These people were already used to it. His face was obscured by a long beard, and he hadn't shaved for an unknown amount of time. If he wasn't an acquaintance, he would be basically unrecognizable.
These people are all evolutionaries. If placed in peacetime, they would become superhuman national heroes. But it is a pity that they live in troubled times and their lives are not as good as ordinary people.
When they saw the Ping An motorcade entering the city gate, everyone looked in surprise. This was the first time they had seen such a majestic and mighty team. The thick chariots shone with a powerful light, making people involuntarily think of whether running at full speed would collapse the mountains. The large-caliber gun barrel on the roof of the car exudes a frightening cold air, and it seems that any obstacle blocking the road can be destroyed.
As the convoy went deeper, a tragic image of the doomsday came into view. There are cracks in the road that you can stick your thighs into. Most of the high-rise buildings have collapsed, and some are crooked and ready to fall. They have become dangerous buildings that no one dares to approach. On the streets and walls, minced meat can be seen everywhere. Whether it is too late to clean or there is no intention to clean it, it has rotted and smelled. It exudes an unpleasant smell and has become a paradise for flies. Whenever someone passes by, they will disperse with a buzzing sound. , flying around in the air, Huang couldn't help but frown when he saw this situation.
Even with the windows closed in the car, I still felt a little uncomfortable.
Peter Pan divided the citizens under his rule into two parts. Some of the people closest to the city gate are evolvers, the main force against zombies. Behind them are ordinary people, or those who have acquired evolutionary abilities, but are not strong. They can only be responsible for light tasks such as logistics. Therefore, when the Ping An motorcade drove in here, they immediately felt the difference between the rear and the front.
Liu Wei'an's first feeling was that he was back in the slave area. Thinness was the most intuitive feeling. Looking around, they are all skinny people, with no flesh on their faces, and sunken eye sockets, like skulls. With the clothes on, at first glance I thought it was a scarecrow set up on bamboo poles to scare birds.
Seeing Peter Pan's car driving in front, all these people, whether they were idle or working, put down what they were doing and saluted respectfully.
"This is individualism." Huang said, with a somewhat unhappy tone.
Individualism may sound like a belief, but may sound like a rebellion. The ancient Five Pecks of Rice Sect and the White Lotus Sect followed this pattern. Liu Wei'an looked more carefully than Huang??. He noticed that the eyes of these people were full of admiration and respect. It was a kind of expression of emotion from the heart, and it was by no means a show. I couldn't help but feel a little shocked. It was normal for two people to worship a hero, almost like chasing a star. But when everyone worshiped this person, it was obviously abnormal.
This is no longer the ancient times when people were ignorant, but the modern civilization after the explosion of ideas. Not to mention worshiping someone wholeheartedly, it is very rare to be honest.
How much time has passed before Peter Pan has reached this point? It's scary!
Peter Pan's office was located in a very ordinary building. It was supposed to be a cultural center or something like that. It had no special features, but it was spacious.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Master!"
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Regardless of whether they are staff or others, when they see Peter Pan, they all stand up and salute, and greet him with a tone of great respect.
"Thank you for your hard work." Peter Pan replied with a smile, with a distant yet friendly smile, which made everyone feel as if they had received great strength and were in high spirits.
Liu Wei'an was amazed. He had never noticed that a smile could have so much knowledge. He tried to smile and found that it was unnatural, stiff, and a bit scary.
When no one is paying attention, you quickly put away your smile.
"Please!" Peter Pan said.
"Please!" Dongfang Qingyu gave in and walked in front. In terms of status, for the time being, he is higher than Peter Pan. He is the governor of a province. Peter Pan only controls half of Jiangdong Province, and the other half is in Baizi Singers. Based on this alone, Liu Wei'an is He has the qualifications to be at the forefront. Of course, he is on someone else's territory now. If he keeps a low profile, no one will say anything.
The sequence before and after is pure and simple.
Senior officials such as Shi Hu, You Mengshou, and Huang Xiang attended the banquet together, and the rest of the Ping An team had Wuyou Old Man to make arrangements. There is no need to worry about accommodation. In today's troubled times, when people are in short supply, the most indispensable thing is houses.
As for whether there is food, it depends on whether Peter Pan is generous or not. If he is generous, even if Jiangdong Province is very poor, it will still be no problem to squeeze out food for one or two thousand people. If he is stingy, the Ping An Team will not mind, they I went out with dry food.
However, there is no need for Team Ping An to be unbalanced, because Liu Wei'an didn't eat well either. The so-called banquet didn't involve any wine at all, just dried radish, pickles, porridge, and a potato, so it was considered an extra meal. As far as food is concerned, it's not as good as Tianfeng Province.
You Mengshou and Master Yang looked at each other. If it wasn't Peter Pan who was too stingy, the situation in Jiangdong Province was really not optimistic. But thinking of Peter Pan luring people to Tianfeng Province, I'm afraid the latter is more likely.
There was basically nothing to talk about at the dinner table. There were too many people, so it was actually not easy to talk about things. Everyone lamented the difficult times in troubled times. Recalling what happened when they met, Wuyou thought it was Liu Wei'an who killed Luo Zikou, but now he doesn't mention it at all, as if it never happened.
When we met again, the grudges seemed to be gone. It was like meeting old friends whom we hadn't seen for a long time, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
"This place was actually a museum at first, and then it was changed into a cultural center, and then it was changed into a sports center. However, the Cultural Palace was not moved away. It was just next to it, but it became the Children's Palace. When young people are strong, the country will be strong. Jiangdong Province's The concept is still very good. Would Governor Liu be interested in learning about it?" After the meal, Peter Pan extended the invitation.
"When I was a child, my biggest dream was to be able to study and read a lot of books. I would be happy to visit such a cultural place." Liu Wei'an said with a smile.
"We have found common ground." Peter Pan said with a smile.
The Children's Palace has been kept very clean, but it can still be seen from some small details that it has experienced a disaster. Climbing up the stairs, there were only four floors of the Children's Palace. The two walked very slowly, but it only took a few minutes to reach the top of the building. A loud noise poured into their ears. In today's world, the scariest thing is night.
The zombies became active at night as if they had taken stimulants. For human beings, night is the most difficult day. Every time it dawns, you will find that there are many fewer comrades around you.
The Children's Palace is the city center, seven or eight kilometers away from the city gate, but the sound of fighting at the city gate is still faintly transmitted, the loud noise of the explosion, and the light of fire rushing into the night sky, everything seems to be around you.
The night was already very cold after eight o'clock, but Peter Pan and Liu Wei'an were both people who were not afraid of the cold, so the cold wind had no effect on them. Liu Wei'an looked at the starless night sky for a while and then lowered his head. It didn't look good at all.
"Governor Liu, there is something I don't know whether to say or not." Peter Pan suddenly spoke.
"It's okay to say it." Liu Wei'an's tone was very calm, as if he already knew that Peter Pan had something to say.
"You have to be careful about the Bai family." Peter Pan said.
"Why did you say that?" Liu Wei'an glanced at him, his gleaming eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"I know it's rude to say this, but from the perspective of a friend, I still want to remind you. The Bai family is not hedging its bets. The Bai family has only been optimistic about Bai Zige from the beginning to the end." Peter Pan said.
"Is there any evidence?" Liu Wei'an asked calmly.
"I have no evidence." Peter Pan said in a sincere tone, "Governor Liu should know that I have no ambitions. What I am today is actually the result of senior Wuyou and others pushing it from behind. As far as I am concerned, I I don’t like being the governor. If one day, one person must rule the land of Mars, I hope it will be Governor Liu, not Bai Zige."
"There's nothing worthy of your attention about my kindness, right?" Liu Wei'an asked strangely.
"If Bai Zige were to deal with these people you brought back, there would only be one result, death. He would order them all to be killed." Peter Pan's face became less green, "In Bai Zige's eyes, there is only one outcome. He will keep both useful and useless people, those who are useful and valuable, and those who are useless, he will kill them without mercy.”
"Isn't that how the Bai family manages the army?" Liu Wei'an frowned. He could hear Bai Zige's cruelty in Xiao Feixia's words. In troubled times, who can say that there are not 180 lives, but to kill all useless people is too much.
What is useful and what is useless is difficult to judge.
"I believe that the Bai family is good at running the army, but Bai Zige." Peter Pan shook his head gently, "Bai Zige will definitely ask you to go to him tomorrow, and you can see it then."
Liu Wei'an frowned slightly. Peter Pan gave him a weird feeling, and this state of being an enemy or a friend also made him very embarrassed. He didn't like this entangled relationship.
"Province Liu has been working hard for a long time. Please rest early and I won't disturb you." Peter Pan went down without waiting for Liu Wei'an to persuade him to stay.
Liu Wei'an looked at Peter Pan's leaving figure without saying a word, and his frown deepened. He thought Peter Pan was a stratagem to alienate him, but since Peter Pan looked so confident, his words were probably true.
Is Bai Zige really that kind of person? Are the Bai family really confusing him? If everything was a scam, he didn't care about other people, but Bai Ling...Liu Wei'an suddenly felt uncomfortable.
