On the tenth year of the natural disaster, I went to farm with me

At five o'clock in the afternoon on August 8, the third torrential rain in 29 years, which had been falling intermittently for 50 hours, finally ended.

The crisp west wind blew away the heavy rain clouds, and the sun, which had been suppressed for three days, shed its light, illuminating the three blood-red passages in the northern territory of District 1, as well as the red-leafed bamboo roots that were dancing wildly like mad demons in Territory No. 3.

Half an hour later, the concentration of atmospheric destructive elements began to decrease, the crazy red-leaf bamboo roots stopped growing, and the crazy dance began to slow down.

"It's finally over. I'm so tired..."

Eryong let go of the machete in his hand, leaned back, and leaned heavily against the big elm tree behind him.

The tree trunk shook with the leaves, and the water droplets hanging on the leaves fell off and hit the pile of chopped bamboo roots more than two meters high next to Eryong.

The chopped-off bamboo roots looked like prickly insects that had been beaten, twitching constantly, making one's scalp tingle.

At two o'clock yesterday afternoon, shortly after the third batch of red-leaf bamboo was harvested, the red-leaf bamboo in Territory No. 3 evolved again and many bamboo shoots emerged.

In order to make the main trunk of the bamboo grow quickly, Xia Qing decided to break off the bamboo shoots. But when she broke off the first bamboo shoot, she felt that the roots of the red-leaf bamboo began to tremble, and there were signs that they were about to break out of the ground. The magnetic field of the red-leaf bamboo also became more aggressive.

Xia Qing immediately gave up breaking the bamboo shoots and let the red-leaf bamboo continue to grow.

Because the bamboo shoots took away a large amount of nutrients that the bamboo roots absorbed from the soil, the main trunk of the bamboo grew slowly. As of the third day of the heavy rain, which was six o'clock this morning, it had not grown to the height and diameter required for felling.

In the red-level rain at 11 o'clock this morning, the roots of the red-leaf bamboo spread in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the area quickly expanded from one mu to two mu and three mu.

Xia Qing had anticipated that this situation might occur, and she had reserved enough empty space around the bamboo forest so that the spread of the red-leaf bamboo roots would not cause any danger.

But unexpectedly, a group of rats living in Hill No. 49 lost control in the red rain. Several small rats in the group were attracted by the smell of red-leaf bamboo shoots, and drilled through the grids on the iron mesh wall into the northern territory of District 1, and then into Territory No. 3, biting off several red-leaf bamboo shoots that had just emerged from the soil, triggering the red-leaf bamboo's attack method.

The bamboo roots with fibrous roots are like giant maces, waving freely and destroying the surrounding mountains and trees.

In order to prevent these maces from destroying the iron mesh wall in the northwest corner of Territory No. 3, Xia Qing and Guan Tong, the power evolvers in Territory No. 3, swung their swords to chop the roots of the red-leaf bamboo.

Although this thing grows more and more crazy the more it is cut, if it is not cut, the bamboo roots with evolved hardness will soon grow to the wall, hit the iron mesh wall, and deform the wall.

So, it must be cut!
From 11 o'clock to now, six hours, Xia Qing and Guan Tong took turns to chop the hard bamboo roots, and later Xiao Jiang, Chen Zheng and Peng Jian came to help. Er Yong didn't know how Xia Qing felt, but his arms and hands were so sore and painful that he couldn't even hold the machete.

Xia Qing kept her strength in reserve and didn't collapse because her role was different from Er Yong's. She was a sniper and needed to maintain her physical strength to accurately snipe the target under any circumstances.

After putting away the black long sword, Xia Qing raised his hand and pressed the intercom button, "The red-leaf bamboo in Territory No. 3 has stopped growing. Territory No. 5, how is the situation over there?"

Yuan Yan came online. "The growth rate of the red bamboo roots in Territory No. 5 has also slowed down, and a section of the thorn wall was broken. A worker's arm was injured, but he was not infected with the evolutionary bacteria."

Xia Qing heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that no one had died due to the red-leaf bamboo's re-evolution. Zhu Li also came online, "The fourth batch of bamboo in Territory No. 30 has grown to meters high, and no bamboo shoots have emerged from the ground."

Zhao Ze came online, "The situation in Territory No. 4 is the same as that in Territory No. 6."

"Me too." Wen Nengjie also came online.

After the red-leaf bamboo in Territory No. 3 and Territory No. 5 evolved again, the lords did not dare to cut down the red-leaf bamboo in their respective territories. Therefore, during this rain of killing, the lords who planted red-leaf bamboo roots cut down three crops of bamboo, and only cut down the fourth crop after the concentration of killing elements in the atmosphere dropped to normal levels.

Looking at the piles of bamboo that had been cut down beside the red-leaf bamboo, and then looking at the 30-meter-high bamboo that was still growing, the lords felt both happy and scared.

Tang Heng speculated, "Sister Qing, did you plant the bamboo roots this time in the same place where you planted them during the second rainstorm?"

Xia Qing replied, "Yes."

Yuan Yan understood what Tang Heng meant, "We also planted it in the same place as last time. This may be the reason why the red-leaf bamboo has evolved again."

Xia Qing spoke up, "Everyone, take samples of the soil near the bamboo roots in the red-leaf bamboo forest. The samples from the territory south of the north passage should be handed over to Territory No. 9, and the samples from the north of the passage should be handed over to the investigation team and sent to me. We need to detect changes in soil composition and confirm the reason why the red-leaf bamboo has evolved again."

"Send them all to me." Zhang San came online lazily, "Let me see what's going on."

The boss is online, and everyone is happy. After expressing their gratitude, they all ask what he wants to eat in the evening. Zhang San is lazy, but it sounds like he is in a good mood. "I want porridge and steamed buns with eggs."

Everyone: Boss, we are having a simple meal tonight.

Xia Qing: Idol!
"Have you heard about it?" Wen Nengjie excitedly came online to share the latest news. "Just now, Xie Ping, deputy base commander of Hui, and Kang Lian, deputy director of the research institute, were taken away from their offices, just like when Tang Zhengrong was arrested this spring! Something big has happened, it must have happened!"

Xia Qing raised her eyebrows. It seemed that her idol was in a good mood not because the eggs she sent were delicious, but because there had been substantial progress in the case.

Was it Xie Ping, the deputy head of Hui, who initiated the beast tide and spread aggressive weed seeds in the rain to destroy their territory? Was it Kang Lian, the deputy director of Huiyi Research Institute, who pulled Peng Yuancai out of prison to continue his research?

Are these two the real masterminds, or are they just scapegoats? What role did Liehuo play in this operation?
Xia Qing just picked up the phone and was about to ask her idol when she received a message from Yang Jin:
News came from Huiyi that Liehuo was not highly involved in the attack on our territory this time, but Xie Ping and Kang Lian have a close relationship with Liehuo, so the follow-up is worth looking forward to.

What Xia Qing wants is more than just expectation: Liehuo is busy getting away, hoping that the Destruction Cult can seize this opportunity.

Yang Jin quickly replied: The World Destroying Cult Leader is mobilizing for war, the earliest will be tonight, the latest the day after tomorrow. You must show up frequently in the Northern District during this period, let everyone know that you have been staying in the Northern District to deal with post-disaster matters and have never left.

Xia Qing replied with a word "OK" and put down the phone.

It seems that the plan to go to Hill No. 37 in the West District to improve the favorability has to be postponed. (End of this chapter)