In fact, Lin Chou could happily be a small boss, cooking and drinking tea every day, without having to worry about making a living or worrying about fines.
Of course, the premise is to achieve the goals of the production committee.
To put it in a very senior way, the Development Committee is a rogue unit that manages the birth plan of everyone in the base city. Their purpose is this. As an evolved person who is the son of mankind in the new era, he should marry a real wife this year and two wives next year. As an equal wife, it will be simple later on, just find four girls to be concubines.
Then the key point comes. One baby is born in the first year, three babies are born in the second year, and seven babies are born in the third year. If there is a boy among them, that will be fine.
Instead of being like Lin Chou, watching with red eyes the money in his pocket flowing into other people's pockets.
Master Shan expressed his condolences sadly. This guy is a mutant, and his late payment fees and quotas are not as crazy as those who are awakened. "Look at Lao Bai, this guy has fifteen daughters and three sons. The bonuses and allowances given by the Development Committee every year can be enough." Supporting a whole family, tsk tsk, you are worthy of the famous Bai Shiba!"
"Bai Shiba?" Potted Plant blinked, "What do you mean?"
Mr. Shan smiled deeply, "The White Rabbit is eighteen..."
Bai Qiong's face twitched, and he slapped Shan Ye away, "Ahem, that's a joke. I have eighteen children, and they give me the nickname Bai Shiba. It's just a joke."
Potted Plant said, "Tsk, what's so funny about this, Uncle Shan, you have such a low point of laughter!"
Master Shan thought this was an insult, "I told you eighteen is...well..."
Everyone was chatting and laughing, completely forgetting that a senior official from the base city was present.
It was obviously not the first time that Mo Hongniang received such a cold reception. She was quite indifferent, said something, and led people down the mountain.
"Hey, Boss Mo, how are you guys doing?" The scarred man limped back. It was obvious that Bai Suren's blow had hurt him a little.
Mo Hongniang smiled charmingly, "Well, yes, the effect is very good. Judging from the distressed look on that boy's face, I definitely won't have to come again next year!"
The scarred man chuckled and said, "Then you guys are just waiting to drink your boss Mo's wedding wine?"
"Don't worry, the benefits will be yours. Take half of the circulation points here and count them as your hard work." Mo Hongniang put a card in Scar's hand, "Those Source Crystal Cannons..."
"Don't worry, Boss Mo. They are all discarded goods from the base city ten years ago. The garrison is worried about how to deal with them. Give them a few circulation points and I will make sure they are happy and can't find them!"
"Ouch!"
"Help!"
"ah!"
There were bursts of pitiful screams from outside the fence, and Scar said with a smile, "These losers, once they heard there was circulation, they acted very hard. They were just a few pitcher plants, and they screamed like they were being turned into rice." .”
Mo Hongniang frowned slightly, "There seems to be something wrong!"
A row of mutated pitcher plants stood neatly at the foot of the mountain. Under Lin Chou's careful care, there were already several secondary mutated third-order pitcher plants. They stood out among the chickens in the fence. They were extraordinarily tall and their huge mouths were especially gorgeous.
Under Lin Chou's order, the Nepenthes faithfully carried out Lin Chou's instructions. After hanging the evolvers in a jin-shaped team upside down in mid-air, most of the vines retracted underground and entered a dormant state.
But now, all the pitcher plant vines are waving all over the sky, and all their mouths are open, as if they are roaring.
A particularly tall and majestic Nepenthes stinging pitcher plant has a two-hundred-meter-long dark vine soaring high into the air, spraying red juice like a splash of ink, like a stream of blood.
"wrong!"
Scar's momentum exploded instantly, and the silver light all over his body surged. The long knife in his hand was also swallowing silver light. His whole person was like a god of war made of pure silver, exuding a fierce fighting spirit and murderous intent.
"boom."
Scar stamped his foot on the ground, and the soil rippled like water, instantly collapsing. He shot up into the air like a cannonball, crossed the pitcher plant fence, and landed at the foot of the mountain.
"What the hell! Look at the knife!"
"boom!"
Matchmaker Mo curled her lips and muttered, "A rough job like fighting is not suitable for my matchmaker's style, so I'd better just watch the fun."
Then she screamed like a little girl, "Oh, Brother Chou~! Help, there are bad guys!"
Lin Chou had already rushed out with the sun and moon shovel in hand. The scarred man's movement was so loud that everyone in the restaurant had already noticed it.
"Yes, rush up and beat the bad guys!" Mo Hongniang shouted with a puffed face.
Lin Chou and Shan Ye staggered at the same time, Sikong waved his hand, "Quack, run!"
The potted plant stepped lightly on the leaves of the fragrant red bean, and she frowned at Mo Hongniang, "Auntie, how old are you and still acting cute like a little girl? Don't you feel ashamed?"
Bai Suren, with her long sleeves fluttering, also landed next to Mo Hongniang, "Huh, don't be ashamed. I'm only twenty-eight years old, and I'm naturally beautiful. I've never been so pretentious."
Bonzai and Bai Suren looked at each other and suddenly felt like mountains and flowing water. At the same time, they glanced at Mo Hongniang, "Humph!"
Mo Hongniang caressed the tip of her brow, her long dress as bright as blood, like a blooming rose walking among the green leaves, swaying with passion and intensity in every step she took, "Little girl, you still have a lot to learn!"
"Hmph, big breasts are so big, aren't they?" Bonzai said bitterly.
Bai Suren also pursed her thin lips, looking a little depressed. Compared with Mo Hongniang's mature and exaggerated S-shaped curve that flowed like honey, she looked more like a caterpillar struggling to its death.
As soon as Lin Chou rushed out of the door, he saw several pitcher plant vines scattered on the ground. The scarred man dragged out a several-meter-long silver light and fought with two bloody humanoid creatures. More The bloody figure frantically attacked the pitcher plant fence.
"Boss, the big cow has been torn to pieces, let us go down, I want revenge!!! GR, what the hell is this!!"
A blood-red figure roared and rushed towards Lin Chou. It was four meters tall and hit his head with its unusually long arms.
Lin Chou swung the shovel to block the monster's chest. It was like hitting the head of a drum, and it bounced back with a huge force.
The monster's chest burst open, blood splattered, and countless muscle fibers squirmed and spread along the shovel. In a moment, it covered most of the shovel's surface, like countless bloody maggots crawling, sending chills down the spine.
This monster is four meters tall, with no trace of skin on its body. The twisted blood vessels and muscle fibers are so nakedly exposed to the air. Bright red blood condenses on the surface. It has a bumpy face and sharp teeth. You can see the shape of a person, more like a ghost crawling out of hell.
"Let my men down!" Scar smashed the head of a bloody figure with a bang and roared wildly.
Lin Chou waved his hand, and the man in black, who was suspended in the air by the pitcher plant, fell to the ground like a dumpling.
"Kill!!"
"Kill these GR guys!"
