Moreover, the business has expanded a lot. Previous products have been eliminated, and the product design and annotation are currently provided by Yuanshijie.

In addition, there will be professionals to provide training and teaching for the workers.

Workers in this era are quite valuable. With a stable job, everyone works very hard. Now they can learn more for free. Of course, everyone is willing to do it.

The workers are more enthusiastic than the teaching professionals. They work day and night and are eager to learn.

They all know that only the knowledge they have learned is theirs.

It is impossible for future generations to help them all their lives.

They don't have this obligation.

The food has been fed into your mouth, but if you don't chew or swallow it, how can you fill your stomach?

A billion people from later generations looked at their elders who suddenly rolled up, stunned.

"We Chinese can really roll up in any era."

I have to say, as long as I’m not working, I’m very happy even if I’m doing physical work for others.

While listening to happy songs, I move bricks.

The whole country is prosperous and bustling. There is no longer the desolation and desolation of the previous famine. Everything is moving in the right direction.

During this time, spies have also mixed in, looking for opportunities to get close to these weird people.

Those one billion people came from later generations, and their tone of voice and sense of humor were very different from those of the locals. Most importantly, there was a strange madness about these people. Sometimes they would say something inexplicably and then laugh out loud, and you didn't know what was so funny.

To a spy, that's just weird.

Could it be that all people from the future are so crazy?

The spy wanted to get some information about the future of Sakura Country from them, but every time he approached, those people would look at him. Although they would quickly look away, that look always made the spy frightened and feel like he was being seen through.

It may also be because of guilty conscience.

He was afraid that people in the future would have something that could detect their inner thoughts.

After all, the things they took out were so magical, like magic, that he kept wondering in his dreams in the middle of the night whether he should give up serving the Sakura Country.

Facing such a China, can the Sakura Country really win?

On this day, under the urging of his boss, the spy finally found an opportunity and approached a young man who looked innocent (and gullible).

"How old are you?"

The young woman was a girl in her early twenties. She had no makeup on her face, her complexion was fair and rosy, and her facial features were delicate like a doll. She was so beautiful that she didn't look like a real person.

She sat on a stool, leaning lazily against the back of the chair, holding a thermos cup in her hand, drinking wolfberry tea sip by sip.

The spy squatted beside her, pretending to be relaxed, drawing circles on the ground with a branch in his hand.

According to his observation, doing some stupid actions appropriately can make future generations believe in themselves more.

They describe it as "simple and honest."

Meow Meow in the space was about to laugh his ass off. [He had been wandering around for so long looking for a target, and he found the big boss as soon as he started looking.]

Xiaozhi couldn't help laughing.

Fu Yin drank tea slowly, hiding the upturned corners of his mouth, glanced at the spy with the corner of his eyes, and smiled slightly.

"I am 18 years old this year."

The spy's eyes lit up. 18 is a good age to be deceived.

"Recently I've heard you talk a lot about future developments. I envy you for growing up in a peaceful era, with cars and airplanes everywhere, and living a rich life. It's great."

Fu Yin curled her lips and smiled, saying meaningfully: "Yes, I am also glad that I am a flower-growing family."

The spy laughed dryly and did not think that the flower-growing people had anything to be proud of. He believed that in a few decades, the Sakura Country, under the leadership of the Emperor, would surely develop into a stronger country than China.

"If possible, I really want to go to the future and take a look."

Fu Yin sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that you can't go, otherwise I really want you to see with your own eyes what it looks like when Sakura Island sinks to the bottom of the sea."

"What!!!" The spy widened his eyes in shock, unable to believe it, "You said the Sakura Country sank into the sea???"

He had just imagined how majestic the Sakura Country would be decades later, but he was told that the Sakura Country had collapsed?!

The spy's head was buzzing and he couldn't believe it at all.

Fu Yin smiled, "Yes, the generations of enemies have been wiped out. Aren't you happy? Or are you regretful that you can't see it with your own eyes? I have a video, I can show it to you."

Meow Meow burst out laughing, Yin Yin was stabbing the spy in the heart.

The spy's face turned green, he clenched his fists, and looked at Fu Yin viciously, "Impossible, you are lying to me."

Fu Yin seemed unaware of his abnormality. She took out her tablet and found the video that Xu Runnian had sent her. The picture quality was very clear and the angle was perfect, as if it was shot from the sky, capturing the entire scene of how the Sakura Country was submerged by the tsunami.

The spy didn't want to look, but he took a look subconsciously and happened to see huge waves rolling up. The tsunami was accompanied by a tornado at sea and swept in. In the blink of an eye, the entire Sakura Country was wiped out, and no one survived.

After the waves receded, the sea became calm and only a tiny building of a certain house could be seen on the sea. From a distance, it looked like a small tree sitting in the sea, lonely and becoming a direction marker for the ruins of Sakura Country.

This was a huge shock to the spy. His lifelong beliefs were shattered at this moment, and his fearful first half of his life became a joke.

When the spy calmed down, he met Fu Yin's half-smiley eyes, as if he saw through everything.

The spy was startled, realizing that his behavior just now was very strange. He tried to make up an excuse to get away with it, but he was suddenly pressed to the ground from behind, like a mountain, and he cried out in pain.

His whole face was facing the ground, with a big hand pressing on his neck, a knee pressing on his waist and back, and the other hand tightly grasping his wrists with such force that the spy could hardly breathe, and his internal organs seemed to be squeezed.

"What are you going to do?" He shouted incoherently with half of his face distorted. He tried to struggle, but found that he could not move at all. He could only feel someone pulling out the gun from his waist.

Then he was picked up, and the spy was like a chicken in front of the soldier.

"Thank you, Boss Fu, for the news."

"It should."

The spy looked at the innocent little girl who gave him a smug smile and was immediately confused, "You, you, you are Boss Fu?"

Boss Fu's name was well-known, and he had naturally heard of it, but he thought that anyone who could become a boss must be quite old.

And she's still an 18-year-old girl?!

Fuck! I got fooled!

"You bitch..." The spy glared at her with eyes that seemed to be breathing fire.

Before he could finish his words, the soldier broke his wrist, and the curse on his lips turned into a scream.

"Keep your mouth shut!" the soldier shouted in a deep voice.

Then he nodded to Fu Yin and left with the spy.

After such a commotion, there were already quite a few people around watching the fun.

Fu Yin shook his head helplessly. It was his nature to watch the fun. If the spy had been more decisive and drawn his gun, it would have been too late to run away.

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