Feed the interstellar netizens, hand over the warships to the country to make a fortune

Everyone: "..."

They asked Xie Yuci to put on makeup because they didn't want others to recognize her face, but it seems to have had the opposite effect.

Huang Guangyao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nudged Chu Yun beside him, and muttered, "Why don't you, Xiaoci, and Xiaoliao go back first, and we can go shopping later."

They also need to get information. Such a combination, let alone getting information, will probably attract bad attention soon and easily cause trouble.

“…Okay then.” Chu Yun sighed and turned around to discuss with Xie Yuci. However, as soon as he turned around, he saw a group of people pouring out of the street, seemingly coming for them.

Chu Yun reacted instinctively, pressing his belt and shouting, "There are enemies...", being on alert.

Huang Guangyao beside him quickly reached out and covered his mouth, signaling him to calm down.

Chu Yun was covered in confusion, knowing what he had said, he bit his lips tightly and almost bit Huang Guangyao's fingers.

Huang Guangyao quickly let go of his hand, shook his saliva-stained hand, and glared at him with a chill.

The group of people quickly surrounded them, looked them up and down, and spoke in a jumble of words that was incomprehensible.

This is different from just paying for taking a taxi, buying food and eating.

Before they set out, the organization decided not to bring an interpreter.

A group of wandering performers, accompanied by an interpreter, would easily arouse suspicion.

"..."

"What did he say?" Chu Yun approached Huang Guangyao, poked his arm, and looked confused.

"How could I understand that? It doesn't sound like English. It should be the local language." Huang Guangyao also shook his head and secretly observed whether they had any weapons. He looked back at the street again, wondering if they might escape if the other party took tough action.

The group of people chattered and gestured for a long time, but seeing that they were still confused, he shook his head and sighed helplessly. He looked at their appearance again and asked someone nearby to find a translator to communicate.

The translator came quickly. After taking in their facial features and skin color, he tentatively asked, "Are you Chinese?"

Huang Guangyao listened to the not-so-standard Chinese and nodded repeatedly, explaining his identity as a Chinese living abroad, which he had already prepared for.

"Oh, that's right. All outsiders here need to register. You can go with them to register. It will be done quickly." Seeing that they could understand Chinese, the man pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke.

"..."

Huang Guangyao looked at Chu Yun. Chu Yun approached and muttered in the language unique to their army: "This guy has a monkey-like pointed face and cheeks. It's obvious that he is not a good person. Should we really follow them?"

"We can't make any noise. This place is too close to the next county." Huang Guangyao held his shoulders and looked up at them with a silly smile.

Xie Yuci and his group of eight followed them to the registration office and did a simple registration. Knowing that they were Chinese, a big country with international deterrent power, they were very polite and reminded them not to leave the city easily. Once they left the city, it would be best not to get close to several war-torn areas.

Huang Guangyao shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

The same translator came over and talked to them in detail. Worried that they might wander off, he wrote the names of several places on a note and asked them to avoid them.

Before leaving, as they passed each other, he patted Huang Guangyao on the shoulder, trembling his eyebrows and smiling inscrutablely: "Man, you should be thankful that you are Chinese."

It is well known that China is very protective of its own people. If China were not a great power, the people at the registry office would not be so polite.

Huang Guangyao still had an expression of confusion on his face.

Chu Yun, who was standing aside, was filled with excitement and wanted to say the classic line with pride: I have no regrets about coming to China in this life, and I will be a Chinese in the next life.

Huang Guangyao sensed something was wrong and promptly grabbed his shoulder, glancing at him secretly.

They are just overseas Chinese now, and after what he did, it is hard not to make people doubt their identity.

The group came out of the registration office. It was past eleven o'clock in the evening, but the streets were unusually deserted.

"This place is quite peaceful." Huang Guangyao couldn't help but sigh.

"Why is it so peaceful?" Liao Fang murmured in confusion.

Huang Guangyao was stunned for a moment and rolled his eyes at him: "Of course the local security is good, idiot."

"Oh." Liao Fang scratched his head and said, "How can a country with civil unrest have good public security?"

"Of course it is... It's a small place and hasn't been targeted by the rebels yet." Huang Guangyao tapped his forehead, swung his arms, and walked in front while whistling.

"By the way, where is the note? Let me see it." Liao Fang remembered something and followed him again, asking him for the note.

Huang Guangyao handed the note to him, put his hands in his pockets and walked in front of Chu Yun while chatting.

Liao Fang took the note, slowed down his pace, and looked down at it.

The Chinese on the note was poorly written and had typos, but Liao Fang had done some travel planning before coming, and he knew exactly how many cities there were in the neighboring country, how many counties and towns there were in each city, especially the places they were planning to arrive at.

The three places they planned to go were all on the note.

He looked up at Xie Yuci, who was expressionless beside him, and said, "Sister, there's Wucheng up there..."

Xie Yuci looked up at him and said, "How can I not go?"

It’s located right next door in Wucheng, so how could I not go?

Knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, they still go there. This is the purpose of their trip.

Liao Fang sighed, took the note and said nothing more.

"Sister, you are right. If danger is unavoidable, it is better to remain calm, because danger is unavoidable."

Xie Yuci: "..."

Come on, she didn't say that.

The group did not stay outside and returned to the temporary hotel before curfew. This hotel was much more upscale and they could actually rent a two-bedroom apartment.

Xie Yuci shared a room, and the seven of them shared a bedroom and a living room. Since there were no beds in the living room, they slept on the floor.

Xie Yuci returned to the room, opened the app, and posted an update about his business trip.

A message soon popped up in her friend list. It was Asilun asking her how to husk rice.

When Xie Yuci heard him say that the rice should be husked, he couldn't help but feel anxious. The rice seeds that they had photographed and received as a gift from the rare swamp mudslide were to be used as seeds. How could they be used as seeds after the husks were removed?

Axilon: [We have made the seeds. We have already planted the soil, but we don’t know how to remove the husks steadily.]

It’s not that you can’t shell the fruit, it’s just that you want to gain experience and reduce losses, commonly known as stable shelling.

Xie Yuci was stunned: "..."

What is he talking in his sleep?

It’s only been a day and a half, and he’s planted the seeds?

It just grew out like this?

Xie Yuci felt dizzy. He opened Baidu, found a video on the working principle of a rice huller, and sent it over.

Then she thought of the fact that she had cultivated a hundred acres of land and a hundred people had bought it, so she posted the video of the shelling principle on the app so that others could refer to it.