It is Kokang and Changchun

　In his book, Marx criticized Senior for failing to understand that the transfer of constant capital's value and the creation of surplus value through compensation of variable capital are instantaneous, not static. He also criticized Senior for failing to separate variable and constant capital from surplus value when discussing the relationship between net profit and working hours.

　In this way, the typhoon blew all night, and Lao Zhan read nearly a hundred pages of Das Kapital in one night and benefited a lot.

　Capricorn's moving speed is quite slow, only 20km/h. Until bedtime, most areas of Haikou still had not left the level 12 wind circle. The strong wind was still outside, raging like a super tweeter.

　The next day, the storm had passed. When Lao Zhan went to the living room to check on the situation, he found the balcony in a mess. There wasn't much, just branches and leaves that had been blown by the wind and scattered all over the floor.

　"Oh my god, now I have to spend a lot of time cleaning the balcony..." Lao Zhan said distressedly: "When I renovated it, I should have covered the balcony and turned it into an indoor space. Then I wouldn't have to worry about these things."

　Lao Zhan took out his cell phone out of habit to see if he had a signal. There was a signal, but he couldn't make a single call. It was probably because the base station had been blown down by the force 17+ wind.

　Then I walked to the balcony and looked down over the railing. The yard was in a mess. Not to mention the fallen leaves and broken branches all over the ground, nearly half of the tall trees had fallen to the ground to varying degrees, and some had even hit cars.

　The areca palm trees did not fall down, but all their leaves were blown away and disappeared, leaving only the bare trunks in their place.

　"Oh yes! Tiantong satellite!" Lao Zhan suddenly remembered that his Mate60 Pro has a satellite phone function, which comes with two minutes of free talk time per month. Any calls beyond this time will be charged 9 yuan per minute.

　Lao Zhan quickly moved to a new development area, held up his phone and calibrated the link for a long time before finally connecting. He quickly called his relatives in the city and county below to report that he was safe.

　After a while, Lao Zhan decided to go around the nearby stores to see if there were any instant noodles or snacks for sale. Now that there was a power outage at home and he couldn't cook, he could only eat these as an emergency measure.

　At this moment, he suddenly found that the network on his mobile phone seemed to be better outside. Although he could not see pictures, text chat was still possible, but the sending and receiving were a bit slow.

　"Let Chang... no, my wife know I'm safe now!" Lao Zhan couldn't wait to open Changchun's chat box and sent a series of messages saying that he was fine.

　Chapter 469 After the Crossing

　(Continued from the previous chapter)

　Because the free call time per month in China Telecom's Tiantong satellite phone package was only two minutes, Lao Zhan only called his grandfather and grandfather-in-law in Wenchang to briefly greet them, report his own safety and confirm the safety of the elderly.

　"There are still more than 40 seconds left on the call..." Lao Zhan muttered subconsciously after hanging up the phone. While on the call, he kept paying attention to the timer display on the phone's call interface.

　Lao Zhan decided to use these 40 seconds to call Changchun to report that he was safe.

　Even though he knew that Changchun would definitely condemn him for making this call, saying things like "You should use the precious satellite call for what it should be used for, not for yourself," he still made the call.

　How could he not report his safety to his girlfriend immediately? Getting a few words from Changchun was secondary; the important thing was to make Changchun feel at ease.

　Soon, a satellite call was made to Changchun.

　Less than ten seconds after the two men handed over the building, a reprimanding voice came from Changchun: "Comrade, I understand that you called to report your safety, but the satellite phone is for life-saving purposes. Don't use it unless it's absolutely necessary!"

　"Oh, as expected." Lao Zhan had a nonchalant expression. The moment the call was connected, he pressed the recording button in order to record Changchun's criticism.

　Even if it's a critical voice, it's cute!

　Changchun only gave a brief scolding, and then immediately said in a hot voice: "Comrade, I'm glad you're okay. Last night, the central government decided to send us to Hainan to provide assistance. Our plane took off as soon as the typhoon passed, and we just got off the plane.

　I won't tell you more about the rest,

　Your satellite phone free time has run out. That's it, I'm hanging up now."

　Before Lao Zhan could reply, the phone went silent. He put down the phone and saw that Changchun had hung up.

　"As expected of Changchun, they're really trying hard to save me some call time." Lao Zhan is very glad to have such a girlfriend. If it were xxn, she would probably say something like, "Isn't 9 yuan per minute worth more than your love for me?"

　"But... Changchun just said that she has arrived to help with the disaster relief?" Lao Zhan didn't seem particularly excited. After all, he had already met Changchun three times.

　"I just don't know where Changchun will be assigned to provide disaster relief? If I happen to meet Changchun, I think I will have to open the game and make a single draw." Lao Zhan felt that this problem was just a drop in the ocean and could only be decided by probability theory.

　Lao Zhan came out this time to buy some ready-to-eat food and to clean up the fallen trees and branches on the road with other residents.

　Since there is no electricity at home and I can't cook, I can only buy ready-to-eat food to get by. But he is not sure whether stores will still sell goods in such a systemic power outage.

　Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth of knowledge. Lao Zhan decided to visit the Lawson convenience store closest to his home. Lawson sells ready-made bento boxes, which are not available at other small stores. Whenever Lao Zhan doesn't feel like cooking, he buys these bento boxes.

　A few minutes later, Lao Zhan arrived at the Lawson convenience store. The clerk said they still sold things, but there was no electricity, so the clerk could only use his mobile phone to scan the code to pay.

　Lao Zhan walked straight to the refrigerator where the bento boxes were kept. Then he remembered that there was no electric refrigeration, so he asked the clerk: "Hello, are these bento boxes and prepared foods still for sale?"

　"Oh, sorry. I forgot to tell you that you can't buy anything in the freezer. You can only buy things on the shelves." The clerk saw Lao Zhan about to pick up the lunch box and quickly reminded him.

　Lao Zhan felt regretful. As he left the freezer, he glanced at it reluctantly. Since he couldn't buy the bento, he decided to buy a few buckets of instant rice.

　"Why are there only noodles? Even the canteen at the university in Yan'an has instant rice, why does the Lawson here only have noodles?" Lao Zhan searched for a long time but couldn't find any instant rice.

　When he couldn't find any, he had to settle for instant noodles. As for instant noodles, Lao Zhan preferred dry noodles. He specifically picked out the ones with a large net volume, took three boxes at once, and then went to the clerk to pay.

　After buying the dry noodles, Lao Zhan returned home and put the noodles away. After entering the room, he pulled out a WJQ-308 military shovel from his tactical backpack.

　Some might ask, what's the point of using a shovel for clearing fallen trees? That's completely off the mark. The WJQ-308 is a multifunctional shovel that not only shovels, but also chop, saw, hoe, and perform several other functions. It's been featured on the Farming Wars channel before.

　Looking at the military shovel, which he had never used before and only used as a comic book prop, Lao Zhan said, "I never thought it would actually come in handy. I'll just consider today as voluntary public service. This is exactly what the successors of socialism are suited to do!"

　Considering that he might be accidentally scratched by the bumps on the bark while moving the books, Lao Zhan put on a pair of work gloves, and then went out with a towel printed with "Four Seasons Changchun" on it draped around his neck to wipe sweat.

　This towel is not a custom-made one for LeBron James, but an official KaneR peripheral. Five years ago, LeBron James's best friend, Lao Hu, accidentally discovered this at the KaneR official booth while visiting a comic convention in another city, and bought it for LeBron James.

　Lao Zhan came to a place near his home, found a place with a lot of fallen leaves, hummed a labor song that he had improvised to suit the occasion, and began his voluntary labor.

　"Capricorn, so hey, sweeping Hainan so hey ~ leaving behind a field of fallen leaves, causing melancholy so hey ~ chopping with a military shovel so hey, splitting it so hey, chopping closely with spadeful strokes, making it easier to carry so hey ~"

　In this way, under Lao Zhan's continuous chopping, the long fallen branches, as thick as arms, were divided into two or even three parts and moved to the roadside.

　As time went by, more and more residents took to the streets to clean up the streets on their own initiative, some with axes and some with chainsaws/gasoline saws.

　It wasn't difficult to break down the thick branches, but the more difficult part was the fallen trunks. These wet trunks were incredibly heavy, and even though the trees themselves weren't particularly tall, only about two stories tall with the branches and leaves included, it would still take at least seven or eight people working together to lift them.

　By noon, Lao Zhan was already sweating profusely, and the towel around his neck was also stained with his hard sweat.

　People can't keep working all the time, they always need to rest. Lao Zhan left the trees for a while, sat down by a curb, opened the coconut mineral water he brought from home, and drank a whole bottle (355ml) in one breath.

　Even though it was a small bottle of mineral water, Lao Zhan still felt a little thirsty. "We only have small bottles at home for guests, and it's not enough..."

　"Comrade, thank you for your hard work. Here's some water." At this moment, a hand appeared behind him and handed Lao Zhan a large bottle of coconut mineral water.

　Lao Zhan subconsciously took the mineral water, and at this moment he suddenly felt that the voice was extremely familiar, and he immediately turned around to look.

　A fairy... No, according to Western facial features, it should be an angel, an angel wearing a Type 21 marine camouflage training uniform, appearing before his eyes.

　"what?

　Changchun? Why are you here? "Old Zhan was extremely surprised. Although this was not the closest Changchun had ever been to her, it was the closest she had ever been to her home.

　"Me? I just happened to be assigned to this area to clean up. After moving the branches and leaves here, I moved them to the next street. I kept doing this and then I saw you on this street, so I bought you a bottle of water." Changchun replied with a smile.

　Lao Zhan suddenly remembered the video and apologized: "Changchun, I'm so sorry, I have already filmed that video, but I couldn't send it out due to network problems...

　"Comrade, it's okay. I can understand. If you ask us to post a video during a super typhoon, that would be too much of a bully. It's just bad weather." Changchun didn't have the slightest intention of blaming Lao Zhan.

　Lao Zhan took off his work gloves, took out his mobile phone, unlocked it, opened the local video, and said to Changchun: "Changchun, why don't you take my phone and watch it? I still have the original video."

　"There's no rush," Changchun said. "Let's finish the work on this street first. I can't stand watching people struggling so hard while I watch videos for fun."

　Changchun then took the initiative to shake Lao Zhan's hand, pulled him to his feet, and winked at him playfully: "Comrade, let me show you what we can do!"

　As she spoke, Changchun came to a thick fallen tree. She supported the wood with one hand and then signaled the people who were carrying the wood to put down their hands.

　When the crowd saw it, they immediately realized that it was a Kancolle, so they all let go and watched Changchun's operation.

　After seeing everyone let go and stood away, Changchun easily lifted up the tree trunk with a diameter of nearly 30 cm, and then after confirming that there was no one around, he threw the trunk aside. The whole process took only a few seconds.

　The people of Hainan, who saw the power of the ship girls up close for the first time, were all amazed and glad that they could finally relax.

　At this time, Lao Zhan, who usually has a little social anxiety, suddenly had an inexplicable motivation and courage, and he actually called on the onlookers nearby.

　"Everyone...everyone, listen to me." Lao Zhan shouted, drawing the attention of those around him, "It is our honor that the country sent a ship girl to help us clear the heavy trees!

　The Chinese believe in reciprocity. They helped us move the heavy, difficult items. As a token of our gratitude, how about we do what we can and pick up the remaining small branches? What do you think?!"

　As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Zhan was actually a little scared. Because sometimes he would hear Lao Luo talk about some of the bad things about community work online, such as the giant baby crowd making trouble. Lao Zhan was afraid that if a similar situation occurred, he would have a hard time dealing with it.

　"Good! Brother, you're right! It would be so embarrassing to let the guests take care of the cleaning. Don't you agree?" In the crowd, there was a middle-aged man who looked like a grassroots leader in an office. He applauded and gave an assist to Lao Zhan.

　Once one person responds, there will inevitably be a second and a third. Once there are more people, the herd mentality will inevitably lead most people to join in.

　In this way, the people present responded one after another and went to clear the smaller and lighter branches.

　Seeing this scene, Lao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was lucky today and did not encounter any giant baby crowd. A good ending on the first try is a great encouragement for young people entering society.

　Chapter 470 After the Crossing (2)

　(Continued from the previous chapter)

　With Changchun removing the large tree trunk, the remaining cleanup work became much easier. After a while, the fallen leaves and branches on the driveway were basically cleared away. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the fruits of their labor happily.

　Lao Zhan was ready to take a break. He came to Changchun and asked, "Changchun, do you want to watch the video again?"

　"Of course I have to see it, but it's not that long. I have to go to the next street to move the tree trunk." Changchun told Lao Zhan that he could only stay for a short time.

　"It'll take less than a minute, don't worry." Lao Zhan naturally understood Changchun's busy schedule. After all, with limited time, side quests had to give way to the main quest.

　Lao Zhan unlocked his phone screen. Changchun smiled intriguingly after seeing the desktop background. "Hehe~ I knew your desktop must be my picture, or the one my mother drew for the eighth anniversary of Kantai R."

　"Wait a minute, can I see your lock screen?" Changchun suddenly remembered something and asked Lao Zhan.

　Without saying a word, Lao Zhan locked the screen again, moved the front camera of the phone away from his face (if he didn't do this, pressing the home button would directly unlock the screen), and then pressed the home button again to show the lock screen to Changchun.

　"Oh, it's me next door. My painting is pretty good from an amateur's perspective." Changchun glanced at Lao Zhan and jokingly said, "Your move reminds me of a joke - I want them all, right?"

　"Uh... I..." Lao Zhan's eyes were a little vague, not knowing how to answer. This was reality, not a game. If he admitted "I want it all", his emotional life would probably be over.

　This kind of ending probably cannot be covered up by making a loud noise (bushi).

　Changchun immediately understood what Lao Zhan was thinking and cleverly smoothed things over, "Of course, in reality, you can't have them all. The lock screen character and the desktop character are essentially the same object, so this is an exception and falls outside of this scope."

　Seeing that Changchun didn't care, Lao Zhan also dared to

　Admitted, "Yes... Comrade Changchun, I admit that I have this idea, but..."

　"It's just limited to reading novels and playing games." Lao Zhan suddenly became serious: "Anyone who does this in real life is an enemy of socialist public order and morality!"

　Changchun nudged Lao Zhan's chest lightly with his elbow, casting him a trusting gaze. "Sure enough, I told you I wouldn't misjudge people. Comrade, you and those nerds who can't distinguish between fiction and reality are two completely different types of people."

　Hearing this, Lao Zhan secretly complained in his heart: "In fact, in a sense, ever since you ship girls appeared in this world, I have almost lost the ability to tell them apart..."

　"Okay, comrade, let me see your video." Changchun said.

　Zhan didn't hesitate and immediately opened the video to share it with Changchun. When Changchun saw the scene, he couldn't help but sigh, "Wow, the wind is blowing the falling rain so horribly... In a sense, a typhoon can be considered an extra-large storm, right?"

　"Of course it does. A typhoon is a type of storm, or a more special type of storm," James replied.

　"Before I came here, intelligence said that Hainan was severely affected by the disaster. The only thing better than Typhoon Haima was the government's response speed this time." Changchun sighed.

　"No, actually, the infrastructure has also improved." Lao Zhan introduced his own situation: "During the Typhoon, we had water and electricity outages, while during the Capricorn, we only had power outages."

　Changchun felt a little relieved for Lao Zhan, "It's a blessing in disguise. I would rather have a power outage than a water outage."

　"In the short term, power outages in modern society are more serious than water outages, right?" Lao Zhan felt that power outages were more troublesome. Mobile phones could not be charged, desktop games could not be played, and more importantly, there was no way to access the Internet.

　"That makes sense, but who knows how long the outage will last? If it really lasts for several days, it's better to have a power outage without water. Otherwise, you won't be able to use the toilet or shower, and two or three days of that will be much more uncomfortable than a power outage."

　So, comrade, you should be thankful that this typhoon damaged the electrical circuits, not the waterways. Changchun patted Lao Zhan's shoulder gently, comforting him.

　Changchun's soft right hand was placed on Lao Zhan's left shoulder. Even through a layer of bamboo cotton shirt, Lao Zhan could still feel the softness and warmth.

　The last time Lao Zhan had been treated like this by a woman other than his mother was during his freshman year with his first girlfriend. But how could the glow of rotting grass compare to the bright moon in the sky? The feeling Changchun's hand gave him was completely incomparable to that of his first girlfriend.

　Logically speaking, he had already felt it when Lao Zhan and Changchun met just now; but that time it was hand to hand, and this time it was shoulder, so the touch of different parts is still different.

　Where will it be next time... Could it be... Ahem! Lao Zhan thought about it and found that he was going to a strange place, so he forced himself to stop immediately.

　This reminded Lao Zhan of something, and he turned to Changchun and asked, "Comrade Changchun, I want to formally confirm that you agree to be my girlfriend, right?"

　"Comrade Zhan, it has come to this, how could it be false?" Changchun looked at Lao Zhan and raised his silver-white willow-leaf eyebrows.

　"That's definitely not the case. I just don't understand one thing." Old Zhan swallowed hard. "People like you, especially those in Changchun who are currently close to the central government, must have to go through political review or something to find a partner, right?"

　As Lao Zhan spoke, he unconsciously glanced at the shoulder and collar of his Changchun training uniform. The shoulder and collar insignias of his rank (First Sergeant Major) on it exuded great value.

　"Hahahaha~" Changchun suddenly burst into laughter upon hearing Lao Zhan's words, the sound of his laughter lingering like the clear sound of a silver bell. The sweet sound of Shao Luo's voice was like the feather tip of a goose down ear pick, gently caressing Lao Zhan's eardrum.

　Changchun looked around, pulled Lao Zhan aside as far away from the crowd as possible, and said to him, "Actually, the PLA and the National Security Bureau have already looked through all your information. If there is any problem, would Changchun still agree to let you be my boyfriend?"

　A heavy weight finally settled down inside Lao Zhan. He hadn't intended to withhold anything from the Party or the country. He still had a small hope: "So... what do those comrades who looked me up have to say about me?"

　"You have strengths and weaknesses," Changchun said. "Your strength lies first and foremost in your ideology. You hold fast to your Red Rock principles, regardless of the winds. You also don't have a criminal record."

　In high school and college, you encountered countless strange people online, from liberals to leftists, from political apathy to imperialist Nazism. But you didn't back down, constantly purchasing original works of Marx and Lenin, selected works of leaders, and social science books to study and enrich your theoretical knowledge.

　In this fierce ideological struggle, you did not deviate to the left, nor did you slide to the right, but instead adhered to the path of socialism with Chinese characteristics and remained consistent with the Party on major historical and current principles.