Salted fish amnesia small time pension harvest gold finger

Regardless of the era, a girl's reputation is very important. It's no big deal if you sacrifice the reputation of those girls because of your emotional entanglement.

How can they talk about kissing?

After being reminded like this, the girls also realized the importance of the matter. The unclear truth is the most fatal. Who knows what kind of rumors will spread?

"Yes, check it out and clear our name."

"That's right, we won't take the blame."

Things have come to this point and Zhu Xueer can’t stop just because she wants to.

She is the victim, while those who live in the same room with her are suspected of being thieves. They cannot bear this injustice.

"Zhu Xueer, what does the notebook you lost look like? When did you lose it? Tell us in detail so we can know where to start the investigation."

"Yes, explain it clearly."

Zhu Xueer's eyes were filled with panic, and she regretted being too impulsive. She could only randomly mention a few characteristics.

Naturally, nothing was found after searching everywhere.

At this point, the farce finally ended, but the girls said they were unwilling to live with Zhu Xueer no matter what.

Xiao Wenshu took the initiative to give up the camp propaganda department, where he lived alone. Zhu Xueer was naturally happy to live in a single room, thinking about how to get into the radio station, reading the script is easier than working in the fields.

But apparently, she was thinking too well, as the group of girls insisted that she apologize to them in front of all the officers and soldiers in the battalion!

"Otherwise, a loud speaker will do."

Zhu Xueer's face turned pale and she bit her lips lightly as she looked at Geng Bao. The fear in her eyes made Geng Bao's heart soften. "This is my fault. I didn't handle things well and made everyone suffer." She bowed.

The girls were all confused, but they didn't want to be aggressive anymore, so the apology was just dropped.

Yun Tinglan didn't stay long. She returned home, closed the door and entered the space. She took out the Yanbo.

The originally ordinary kraft paper notebook now seemed to have retreated from the dust, with the entire body flashing with light, and faint golden runes jumping on the cover.

The Apocalypse

Is this its real name?

When she opened it, the three eye-catching words made her pupils shrink.

Her name was written on it in a font that she didn't recognize but could understand.

Sure enough.

This source fragment has its own consciousness and can choose its own master. So, Zhu Xueer was making such a fuss because it abandoned her and chose itself?

As soon as he thought about it, it automatically flew into his hand, and a golden pen appeared in his right hand, completely unlike the rigid one in Zhu Xueer's hand.

As soon as she thought about it, all the information in it automatically emerged in her mind. The Apocalypse Scroll was nurtured by the chaotic world, and this scroll recorded the secrets and laws of the creation of the world.

But unfortunately, it is a fragment, just a book cover of the Apocalypse Scroll. The reason why it has changed so much is that it has absorbed another piece of source fragment.

The so-called source fragments are actually the fragments of the Apocalypse Scroll. Ling Xi actually absorbed the energy of the strategy system, and did not absorb the real source fragments.

It can be seen that the guidance system had a backup plan from the beginning. Even if she refused to hand over the source fragment, they also had the means to extract it from Ling Xi.

However, he was much bolder than they expected, and he directly joined forces with the world consciousness to rebel against the Space-Time Bureau, which made their plans fail.

By chance, he got the cover of the Apocalypse Scroll and made them become one.

Although it was still in pieces, its power was far greater than before. Was this the reason why it had decisively abandoned Zhu Xueer?

She stroked her chin, thinking that her domineering aura had won it over! Well, no matter what the reason, this was a good thing for her.

The rules of use are simple and they are valid as long as they are logical.

Just the fragments are so amazing. If we collect them all, it would be possible to "speak according to the law and carry the law of heaven in our mouths."

Of course, there is a price to pay. The master needs to burn his vitality. The more difficult the change is, the greater the price to pay.

As her mind moved, the book automatically turned to a page. She raised her red lips and ticked off a few words, clearly feeling a trace of life being sucked out of her body.

However, to her, it was just like a scoop of water in the stream, with little impact, which could be made up by practicing dual cultivation once.

Cough cough cough...

No, she can make up for it by practicing hard every day.

"I didn't expect Captain Geng to be such a person. He's quite responsible! That's right, his eyesight isn't very good. How could he fall for Zhu Xueer among all those city girls?"

"Because he's beautiful! Men are all the same."

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know. That Zhu Xue'er looks a lot like Captain Geng's ex-wife. Didn't you see Shan Wazi clinging to her and calling her mother?"

"Is this true?" a woman asked Yun Tinglan, "Is it true, Doctor Yun?"

"I've heard it looks like it, but I've never seen it." Yun Tinglan didn't even raise her head as she continued to prepare the medicine, then handed it to the woman, "Sister-in-law, please be more careful recently. Your due date is approaching, so don't go if you can."

"Hey, that's nothing. There are many people in my hometown who give birth to children in the fields." The woman didn't care. At the end, she asked hesitantly, "Can you tell whether it's a boy or a girl?"

Yun Tinglan's expression remained unchanged, and she smiled and said, "All I can tell is that it's a healthy child."

The woman was disappointed.

When the other women saw that the woman was fine, they sent her home and went back to work in the fields.

The spring planting was coming to an end, and Yun Tinglan returned home after drying the ice flowers.

Zhang Zhigang was squatting on the side watching Song Jinhan picking rice seeds. He kept smacking his lips and eating scallions with sauce. He said helplessly, "Deputy Battalion Commander Zheng, are you really going to try growing rice? It's too cold here in the Great Northern Wilderness. Rice won't grow well."

Seeing that Song Jinhan didn't say anything and was just seriously selecting rice seeds, he sighed, "Even if you try, don't you have to grow seedlings first? There's no point in planting directly."

Yes, rice is not afraid of water, but it is afraid of cold! The climate of the Great Northern Wilderness is not suitable for growing rice at all, and the yield is too low, which affects the harvest.

He understood Zheng Sheng's desire to innovate and do something.

But they were responsible for the food supply of the entire nation and could not act arbitrarily. He would never agree to such irresponsible behavior.

What a nonsense!

He admitted that they were experts in mechanics, but live streaming... was too much of a stretch.

"Instead of using the military farmland, we reclaimed an acre of land ourselves and used it as an experimental field." Yun Tinglan took over the conversation. These rice seeds were all improved seeds from space. One crop had already been harvested live in space, and the yield was considerable.

But the climate and environment of the Great Northern Wilderness are different after all. Whether there can be a good harvest depends on whether the weather is good this year.

"Is that so?" Zhang Zhigang paused, then asked, "What about those newly fertilized plots of land in the third company?"

Song Jinhan looked directly at Zhang Zhigang without flinching or avoiding, "It's just growing rice."

Seeing Zhang Zhigang's expression change, Yun Tinglan quickly added, "Those acres of land are planted with rice seedlings, not direct seeding. We have already raised the rice seedlings." Without giving Zhang Zhigang a chance to speak, she continued, "Deputy instructor, our battalion has exceeded the spring planting target this year. Instead of leaving the remaining land uncultivated, we should use it as a test field."

"Regarding the seeds..." Zhang Zhigang wanted to say that he and Geng Bao would find another way, but if there were really good seeds, they wouldn't have been unavailable forever. They had reclaimed more than 1,000 mu of land, far exceeding their estimate, and they really didn't have that many good seeds reserved.