The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

"Since the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, let's do what we can in the light."

Song Nian curled his lips sideways, his face full of calculation, but there was no sense of coldness on his youthful face. Instead, the success of his cleverness was so dazzling.

Cheng Qing stared at him blankly, coughed lightly, and after easing the awkwardness, he said, "Have you thought it through? Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, so please ask Brother Cheng to ask someone to release Li Qiang."

Li Qiang is currently being held in a detention center awaiting trial for defamation and suspected indecent assault.

"But for a minor case like this, the judicial authorities can't send anyone for personal protection. You better be careful, there's always danger."

Cheng Qing was really worried about her safety.

In addition to having some admiration for her, it was also because she was his boss.

He is famous and has no shortage of resources, but who can resist money?

In addition to Song Nian's wealth as the chairman of the Song Group, she also has personal savings of over a billion. She is generous and resolves cases without any delay. Which lawyer doesn't like such a client?

"Don't worry, Brother Cheng, I have a way to deal with it."

Yes, just now she had a bold idea that needed to be verified, so she waited for Li Qiang and Zhao Qian to come to her.

Since Zhao Qian was not caught, Song Nian did not choose to stay in the dormitory. The military training had just ended and the school gave the students three days of vacation. Naturally, she had to go back to deliver supplies.

Her boyfriend helped her so much, shouldn't he be rewarded?

When they arrived at the vegetable farmers' huge warehouse in the city, Song Nian gave the drivers 200 yuan per car and asked them to deliver the supplies to her warehouse one car at a time according to the specified time.

There were dozens of tons of grain in a small warehouse, and she couldn't transport it through someone else's territory. There were surveillance cameras all around, so she would be exposed and unsafe.

She waited in the warehouse, unloading a truckload of goods and then transferring it to the ancient ring space. It took her a whole afternoon and half a night to transfer all the food.

It was 11:50 PM, and Qi Yu should not have slept. In the elevator, she grabbed the ancient ring and asked, "Is there a larger warehouse for storage? The rations for 300,000 soldiers are not a small amount."

Qi Yu was about to go to bed when he suddenly sat up and ran straight to Duan Zhan's tent.

The patrolling soldiers stopped him and asked, "What do you want from the general so late at night?"

"The gods have promised to provide the soldiers with food. Go, quickly report to the general and prepare to receive the food!"

"What! There's food?"

One of the patrolling soldiers rushed into Duan Zhan's tent, while the other one struck the gongs and drums to announce to everyone in the camp.

——"The gods have given us food, everyone come out and see!"

In an instant, all those who were asleep or awake ran out with their pants held up.

When Duan Zhan came out in his inner garment and a cloak, he saw thousands of soldiers surrounding the tent.

"Why are you all stuck here instead of concentrating your energy?"

If the enemy knew about this, they would think they were planning a sneak attack in the middle of the night.

"General, the gods have given us food. The soldiers all want to see this feat. Please let everyone see it."

When Wu Yu heard the wind coming out, he just heard the soldier say this.

He walked over yawning, "What? Can I see the gods with my own eyes? What does he look like? Can I really see him?"

Qi Yu really wanted to hit him with a stick. How could everyone see his thoughts?

"General, the amount of rations for 300,000 troops is so large that I'm afraid the granary can't store them all. Please give me some instructions, General."

Qi Yu's words broke everyone's laughter. Duan Zhan saw that he was serious and ordered people to move to the competition arena.

"Qi Yu, let the gods give us food."

Wu Yu roared loudly, and everyone widened their eyes, staring at Qi Yu like a group of ferocious beasts.

Qi Yu was unhurried. After earnestly bowing before the altar, he suddenly roared, drawing everyone's attention to the sky. The next moment, the sound of heavy objects falling drew everyone's attention back.

Bags of rice and flour fell around Qi Yu, followed by various vegetables: cabbage, radish, potato, pumpkin, garlic sprouts... and so on.

The most shocking thing is the meat.

There are pork, ribs, chicken, duck, fish and all kinds of meat. There are even half pigs and half lambs.

"If you roast this thing over a fire for a few hours and then add some salt and chili, wouldn't it be delicious?"

Wu Yu was swallowing his saliva as he spoke.

Every soldier was swallowing his saliva.

There was just a shortage of military rations in the camp, and everyone was not to the point of having no food to eat, but when had the soldiers in the camp ever seen so much meat?

Everyone was so excited that they almost cried.

"General Wu, please send heavy troops to guard it."

As Qi Yu was speaking, several large boxes suddenly fell from his body.

Everyone immediately took several steps back, and some soldiers even took out their spears, fearing that the bullets were from the enemy.

"What is this? Qi Zilin, get out of the way!"

Duan Zhan was worried about Qi Yu's safety. Seeing five Da people gradually falling around him, he jumped up and hurriedly pulled him to the side.

Seeing Qi Yu's smile still lingering, he frowned, "Could it be that the enemy poisoned you? How dare you still laugh?"

"It's not the enemy, it's the gods."

Qi Yu bravely walked over, took the paper stuck on one of the boxes and handed it to Duan Zhan, "General, please take a look."

"It contains the same combat boots as the ones you wear. There aren't many of them, so they'll be delivered in batches. However, they're made of excellent material and can be used in combat or daily life. They're durable and won't break. Please take good care of them."

There is a smile behind the words.

Duan Zhan held the paper but his attention wasn't on the words. "This, this is paper from the world of gods?"

You know, outside of the imperial palace, in the Great Jin, paper wasn't used in ordinary places. They used bamboo sticks for daily communications because paper was extremely expensive and complicated to make. But the paper in the divine world was so white and thin, and he had a bold idea.

"Qi Zilin, can you ask the gods to teach us this exquisite papermaking technique?"

Papermaking?

He had wanted to learn it for a long time, but he had never found the opportunity. Unexpectedly, Duan Zhan, a lifelong martial arts fanatic, was also interested in it.

"Okay, if I get a chance, I'll ask the gods and give it a try."

Nian'er is so capable, nothing can defeat her.

But Nian'er is busy now, so I can't bother her all the time.

Qi Yu didn't know that Song Nian had just transferred all the supplies. When he walked out of the elevator, he met Li Qiang who had just been released.

"You're really giving me a hard time, little bitch!"

Li Qiang was followed by two younger brothers. After he said that, he looked ferocious and stabbed Song Nian with a dagger in his hand!

Knowing that Cheng Qing was quick, she never expected that Li Qiang would find her so soon after being released.

The dagger shone coldly under the light. Song Nian was unable to dodge and the cold dagger landed on her neck.

"Li Qiang, killing is against the law."

"Who said I was going to kill you?"

Li Qiang laughed evilly, and the two younger brothers behind him also laughed sinisterly.

"Our brother Qiang is going to take you to something more exciting today!"