usatvline Chapter 93 Need Mud
Chapter 93 Need Mud
Anjiu couldn't help but stand up by holding on to the wall of the car.
Outside the car roof and to the north behind the hive, there was darkness and the sky was extremely black.
Such a scene is very spectacular.
As far as the eye can see in the entire wasteland, half of the sky is covered by dark clouds, which are so powerful that the earth below seems to be artificially brightened and is a very conspicuous yellow.
This is the upcoming rainy season, a rainy season that can last for half a month to a month!
Ji Mo leaned out of the car window and shouted, "All of you sit down! If you get thrown out of the car, you don't have to come back tomorrow!"
Anjiu sat back down and stroked his pounding chest.
Fortunately, she is a person who will act immediately once she has an idea. The things she has prepared are almost enough, and she only lacks mud to use as a stove.
After the car stopped outside the beehive, Anjiu jumped out of the car, found Ji Mo and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave the team first."
Jimo nodded.
Ji Zhenzhen walked past Pu Huai, who was resting with his eyes closed, and waved to her with a smile.
Anjiu nodded, turned around and ran towards the slope behind him.
If you want to make a simple fire stove, it is best to use clay.
There was no one around, so An Jiu hid the fruit knife in his sleeve and dug several holes. The soil he picked up became dry due to lack of water, and fell down with a thud when he scooped it up.
There was no way she could tell the difference, so she tried her best to remove the dark-colored soil and used her clothes as bags to fill a large pile.
When you think it’s about right, tie it up to prevent the soil from falling off.
Putting away the fruit knife, Anjiu carefully filled all the holes he had dug and compacted them with his feet.
Then hurry up and go upstairs.
A group of people were standing outside the elevator door, their attention focused on the bag of clothes in Anjiu's arms, examining her closely.
Anjiu calmly showed his fingers, with mud remaining between his fingers that had not been cleaned up in time, and the entire fingertips were covered with yellow soil.
In addition, when she pulled her arms together forcefully, dust flew out through the gaps in the fabric of her clothes, emitting a strong earthy smell.
Seeing that it was not food, everyone felt relieved.
The vague targeting and malice faded away, and someone couldn't help asking, "Is there dirt wrapped in your clothes?"
The man next to him sneered: "Do I need to ask? The smell of dirt is so strong, is your nose okay?"
"..." The man was ridiculed in public, his face turned red and white, "I don't know if my nose is okay, but I know your nose is going to be in trouble soon!"
After saying that, he swung his fist and hit him.
The man yelled back.
Seeing that the fight was about to begin, Anjiu immediately retreated.
The people nearby seemed to be accustomed to their fighting, and separated the two people tacitly.
The one who looked like the captain glared at the two men and cursed, "Just bear with it for a few more days. When the rainstorm comes, if you can't kill each other, I will personally kill one of you!"
"Captain, he picked me on purpose! This is the third time today—" The first person was not convinced.
"Shut up! Haven't I made myself clear enough? No matter how deep the grudge is, you will have a chance to vent it later!" The captain's eyes were fierce, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.
The surroundings became quiet.
The elevator dinged and arrived at its destination. Everyone let go of their hands and walked in one by one.
Anjiu stood near the door and pressed the up button.
The captain's words just now revealed some information that made her uneasy.
What does it mean that there will be an opportunity to resolve grievances?
Why does this opportunity only come when the rainy season comes?
Thinking of what the water sales staff said this morning, that after the heavy rain, the authorities will issue an outbound mission, could this be linked to opportunity?
What was the trigger? You can't just kill someone to settle a personal grudge without any excuse.
Could it be a fish?
——The official issued a task about collecting fish. After completing it, the fish caught would be owned by the individual. In order to gain more food resources, conflicts became common and reasonable.
In such a chaotic situation, how could the guards possibly know how someone died and at whose hands?
This is what it means that there is no evidence after death.
But where do the fish come from and how many there are…
Under such conditions, the degree of danger can be imagined.
After exiting the elevator, the platform area we passed was filled with residents of the 48th floor.
Their eyes are dull and their cheeks are sunken, and they seem to have little vitality. However, if you tell them that there is food ahead, they will rush forward like crazy to grab it without caring about their lives. They will definitely be ruthless just to get an extra bite of food.
Anjiu walked among them with an overly calm expression.
She would not allow her grandmother to join the mission.
If the official task requirement is to be issued on an individual basis, it means that she will need to complete it in double the amount.
She has to find a helper, preferably one who is in a similar situation, so that they both have something to worry about, and under the restraint of external factors, a delicate balance can be achieved between herself and the helper.
But she didn't know many people in the Beehive, and the only ones she got along well with were Ji Zhenzhen and Gan Qi.
If Ji Zhenzhen is brought in, Ji Mo might also join, but what about Pu Huai?
An Jiu denied it in her heart. After observing for some time, she found that Pu Huai was a person who was used to being in control of the whole situation. He did things in a planned way and kept his word. He was a very reliable captain.
But that's about it.
She saw her own shadow in Pu Huai.
After experiencing sudden changes in her original family, her temperament changed drastically.
She is taciturn, emotionally sensitive, and more focused on herself. She is afraid that she is not strong enough and cannot protect herself.
Only when she is strong enough and can stand on her own, can she stop moving forward and appreciate the scenery around her.
As for the dependence? As soon as it sprouts, it will be strangled.
When the door was unlocked, my grandmother, who heard the noise, came closer tremblingly with her usual smile on her face.
It seemed as if the disease had left her and she looked much better.
"Captain Pu has been back for quite a while. If I hadn't heard your voice, I would have stood here and called him." Grandma smiled and opened the iron gate, reaching for the bag of clothes she was holding in her arms.
"No, I can carry it." An Jiu moved aside and looked at the lunch box on the lid of the bucket. He lowered his voice and asked, "Have you finished your meal?"
"I've finished eating." Grandma also answered softly, walked over and opened the lid, revealing the empty bottom under her eyes, and looked at Anjiu as if to say: "How is it, did you eat it all? Not a grain of rice is left!"
"Great." Anjiu gave a thumbs up and encouraged.
She opened the window, untied the bag of clothes by the window, then took out the water cup from her arms, unscrewed it, poured out a little of the water inside and poured it on the pile of soil. After it was wet, she kneaded it into a ball and took it to the ground outside to water it a second time.
This way her clothes would stay dry and she could just shake off the dirt outside the window.
"Xiaojiu, what do you want to do?"