wear it lord god

There were already eight cold dishes on the table. If it were in the past, perhaps this would have been just an ordinary banquet, but now it was so luxurious that only the little match girl could see it when she was burning matches.

There were also Maozi and Xiongzi cigarettes on the table. They were all special supplies, especially the Jinxiongzi cigarettes, which could not be bought even if you had money.

These packs of cigarettes were quickly divided up by the smoking members. Perhaps they could not smoke in this sealed environment, so they took the cigarettes back home to smoke.

Zhongnanzi in the northern headquarters, Yuxizi in the southwestern headquarters... basically every place has this kind of special supply, and Huazi just stands aside.

At the end of the world, the temperature suddenly dropped to minus 50 or 60 degrees Celsius, causing a large number of deaths. Many people simply could not withstand such extreme temperatures, or overestimated their own tolerance, and went out to look for supplies, never to return, and many people could freeze to death if they walked a hundred meters outside.

More than 4 million tons of wine, more than 700 million tons of grain, and more than 90 million tons of meat are produced every year. With a total population of 100 million, it is difficult to have enough of them. Therefore, there is no shortage of supplies, but they are in the hands of people with special powers.

Several waitresses wearing red high-slit cheongsams poured Maotai and wine for each seated person one by one, but some people poured drinks. Xining poured sour plum soup into his glass as she requested.

When the drinks were being poured, some people had already picked up their chopsticks and started eating. They either thought they were strong or they should just eat. There was no need to pretend, as they might be sacrificed next time.

Xu Ming from Fengdu at this table is one of them, but the difference is that the dishes in his mouth were all put into his mouth by deputy team leader Hu Yan.

Hanba Chu Fenghua's face became uglier and uglier. When the deputy team leader Li Tiezhu next to her saw it, he quickly picked up a piece and put it in her bowl: "Chu Chu, your favorite candied lotus root."

Chu Fenghua immediately glared at him mercilessly: "Call me team leader, Team Leader Chu!"

Li Tiezhu picked up another one. The chopsticks felt like slightly longer toothpicks in his huge palms. "Okay, Fenghua."

"Call me team leader!" Chu Fenghua became even angrier.

"Okay, Huahua. These marinated chicken wings are good." Li Tiezhu muttered to himself as if he was deaf. He just picked up the food and wondered, "Chuchu, why don't you eat?"

I have heard that the more powerful a psychic is, the more likely they are to have an abnormal temper. Seeing him today, I found him interesting indeed.

Compared with the Hanba group who were talking at cross purposes, the Fengdu group over there were so sticky that they couldn't be separated. Xining could only pick up a little with chopsticks. He couldn't help himself, not because of the delicious food, but because he didn't have to cover his smile with food.

Obviously knowing that his explanation was not making sense, Chu Fenghua rolled her eyes: "Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat! I'm on a diet and can't eat much, so you can eat what you picked for yourself."

"Oh~" Li Tiezhu put a piece of beef into his mouth with chopsticks and chewed it twice: "It tastes good. It's strange, why don't you eat it?"

Soon the hot dishes were served. When the first hot dish was served, Chen Zhenghua stood up and raised his glass. Everyone else also stood up and picked up their glasses, and Xining picked up the drink.

After Chen Zhenghua gave a brief speech, he drank with everyone and the banquet officially began.

The other two tables soon started drinking competitions. Fighting was not allowed in the eastern base, and there was a competitive mentality among the groups, so they could only compete by drinking.

Compared to the bustling scene over there, there are undercurrents here.

"Team Leader Qinglong." Zhulong Jiang Yinglong spoke first. He smiled and followed the man who had joined the company after graduating from college and had been an employee for two or three years. He looked young but was already worldly-wise: "What does it feel like to die?"

I hurriedly explained, as if I was afraid that the other person would be angry: "I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious."

Curious indeed, anyone who has never died would be curious. Even if the team members present here are all hanging their heads on their belts and rushing to the front line, there is still an essential difference between experiencing the test of life and death and actually dying.

He said he was curious, but he was probably reminding everyone that Jiang Chengwei had died before, even though he fought against more than a dozen enemies. Jiang Chengwei didn't look happy, and he picked up the shrimp and ate it indifferently, without even looking at them. After swallowing it, he picked up another one and responded in the interval: "You should ask the Fengdu team leader next to you about this question."

The trouble has been diverted to another place. Fengdu Xu Ming's special ability is to summon dead people.

Fengdu Xu Ming didn't say anything. It was Hu Yan, who was sitting on his lap, who answered.

"The team leader has never died." The voice was so sweet and charming, even sugar would make it sick: "You can also want to know, when the team leader summons the ghost soldiers, go ask yourself."

It is said that there are more than 100,000 ghost soldiers in the underworld. The ghosts that mortals occasionally see are just the dead who are passing through on their way to Fengdu. Even so, they still have to stay away from them to avoid collision.

From the images taken by space satellites, the ghost soldiers summoned by Xu Ming are all over the mountains and plains, covering an entire county. There are at least a million of them, and no grass grows wherever they go.

Xu Ming didn't make many moves. Before each summon, all friendly troops left the scene, and even Hu Yan didn't dare to get close. At this time, running over to ask the ghost soldiers what it felt like to die, it really felt that life was too long.

Jiang Yinglong smiled and raised his glass: "There is only one person who can come back from the dead. I want to toast to Team Leader Qinglong. I'll drink first."

Jiang Chengwei didn't take the cup, still didn't look at anyone, chewing a small amount of food in his mouth: "Don't worry, I won't take your position. Anyone who has the ability can be a team leader. The Eastern Station hopes that there will be as many team leaders as possible."

"You're overthinking it. Whether I'm here or not, Team Leader Qinglong will always be a role model for my generation." Jiang Yinglong said without a trace of shame: "I've seen Team Leader Qinglong transform into a blue dragon and fly in the sky. That majestic and domineering aura made my heart surge and my blood boil."

Jiang Chengwei showed a hint of ridicule on his face: "Yeah, how could I be given such a supernatural power? Some people can't become dragons even if their names contain the word "dragon". Only when I die in the attempt will I have a chance to become the team leader."

Anyone with a bit of common sense knew that there was no way to continue chatting that day, and if we continued we would definitely end up fighting.

Jiang Yinglong's face turned ugly too, so Zhang Yuxuan quickly toasted him, skipping this part and smoothing things over.

While eating, Xining couldn't help but look at Fengdu and Hu Yan again. It was mainly because of Hu Yan's endless feeding and drinking, which was very interesting.

Be good, feed it with your mouth... Even though I have completed so many tasks, I haven’t been to any brothels and haven’t seen that much.

No matter how the food is delivered, Xu Ming never refuses it.

Hu Yan turned her head and looked at her, smiling charmingly with her rosy lips: "Ms. Ai Li, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Huh?" I just looked at him a few more times. There were other people staring at me too, so it shouldn't be that serious.

She replied: "No."

Hu Yan smiled meaningfully at this time: "I heard that Miss Ai Li was a model before. I heard that the entertainment industry is quite chaotic."

Xining blinked twice, trying to make his eyes clear and innocent: "Maybe, I'm still young, my family is strict, and my family is not short of money."

Hu Yan seemed to be interested: "Do you want to find a boyfriend? I'll introduce one to you. You should know that the Eastern District also has family planning. It's not that a couple can only have one child, but women in District A must have more than two children before the age of 30. The more children you have, the more rewards you will get."

Uh, it seems that there is a rule that all children born will be raised by the higher-ups. But that's just the basics. If you want special treatment, you still have to rely on your parents. (End of this chapter)