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Chapter 383 The anger of the White Umbrella Goddess, this chairman named Yang Fan is about to become famous all over the country
Oriental City.

Military command center.

Through the World Eye Mark, Yang Fan saw from a distance the air-to-ground missiles launched by the Blue Eagle cluster, destroying one gathering place after another.

Most of them are villages, and a few are areas of towns.

Without exception, there is a statue of the White Umbrella Goddess in every gathering place.

Faced with Daxia's overwhelming military advantage, the earth spirits of Shapudian showed no power to resist.

A large number of believers that it had worked so hard to develop were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

But Yang Fan had no mercy on this.

He knew better than anyone that the Earth Spirit had created so many believers, definitely not out of boredom.

The next plan of the Earth Spirit must be to order the believers to wreak havoc everywhere in order to prevent Daxia from expanding in Shapudian.

By then, there will be attacks everywhere in Shapudian, and no one knows how many people will die.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to take the initiative and send these brainwashed fanatics to meet their great White Umbrella Goddess.

At this time.

The starlight flickered.

Wen Zehan's voice came over: "Mr. Ghost, all thirty-seven targets have been destroyed. I also sensed the anger of the White Umbrella Goddess."

The death toll from this wave of bombing was in the four digits, but the senior researcher did not say it.

Yang Fan nodded gently: "I can foresee that the revenge of the White Umbrella Goddess will begin soon. Her followers will definitely launch crazy attacks in Dongfang City, Glory City, or the mines controlled by Daxia."

Dongfang City and Glory City are the only two cities directly controlled by Daxia in Shapudian. They are also the two cities with the largest populations in Shapudian.

If the White Umbrella Goddess ordered her followers to launch a revenge operation, these two cities would be the most likely targets.

In addition, Daxia has now gradually controlled hundreds of mines in Shapudian at a very low cost, and dozens of them have been put into mining.

Because the labor cost in Shapudian is very low, there are plenty of people willing to work as long as they are given something to eat.

Daxia certainly would not miss this wave of dividends. More than a dozen Daxia state-owned enterprises recruited more than 800,000 employees in Shapudian, which can be regarded as another form of work-for-relief.

Wen Zehan immediately asked, "Mr. Ghost, is there anything I can do for you?"

Yang Fan shook his head: "You don't have to do anything, if they want to attack, let them attack. This is a good opportunity to test the ability of Dongfang City and Guangrong City to deal with emergencies, and it is not a bad thing to expose these hidden spies.

"As for those mines, the majority of them are occupied by Shapudians. The Daxia people are only responsible for remote management. The attacks launched by the White Umbrella Goddess's followers will most likely fall on the Shapudians. There is nothing to worry about."

The group of officers nearby all looked surprised when they heard the conversation between the two pioneers.

Those who had never come into contact with Mr. Ghost before now all had a new understanding of him.

Could it be that in the eyes of this big guy, the lives of the Shapdians are worthless at all?
*
Tianfu Province.

Bamboo Embroidery Market.

Wen Zehan leaned back on the chair, thinking for a while, and muttered softly: "What a deep calculation!"

The study door was pushed open.

The wife came in with a plate of fresh fruit and heard this. She asked curiously, "What do you mean by 'deep calculations'?"

Wen Zehan quickly recounted the whole story, and then said, "Mr. Ghost should be planning to use the attack to completely label the White Umbrella Goddess as a terrorist."

The wife instantly understood what her husband said: "Then mobilize the vast number of Shapudians, let these people fall into the vast sea of ​​people's war, and finally uproot the White Umbrella Goddess?"

Wen Zehan nodded heavily: "Yes!"

The wife recalled the attack just now and was a little shocked: "So the purpose of this attack is to force the White Umbrella Goddess to take the risk and launch an attack?"

Wen Zehan agreed: "That's right!"

He added: "The White Umbrella Goddess must do this, otherwise Daxia can slowly wipe out all her believers."

The wife thought about it and was a little frightened: "The thoughts of big shots are really scary!"

Wen Zehan glared at his wife and said, "What do you mean by scary?"

The wife asked back: "I feel creepy when I hear this. Isn't this scary?"

Wen Zehan corrected him, "This is clearly a very clever strategy that has forced the enemy into a dead end step by step. How can it be called scary?"

The wife was too lazy to argue with her husband and muttered in a low voice: "Whatever you say is what it is."

Wen Zehan also reminded him, "Don't spread what I just said."

The wife rolled her eyes: "Am I that stupid?"

She placed the fruit plate on the table and smiled, "Old Wen, you have become a pioneer. The treatment given by the country is indeed good. I am afraid that the life of those wealthy people abroad is no more than this."

She picked up a piece of cantaloupe and took a bite. Her eyes lit up. "It's so sweet! It tastes even better than the cantaloupe before the disaster."

She is very satisfied with her current life.

Seeing his wife enjoying the meal, Wen Zehan said casually, "Now that Daxia has solved the problem of electricity supply, it can free up surplus electricity to grow other crops. It is estimated that in a year or so, people all over the country will be able to eat fresh fruits."

The wife stuffed a piece of cantaloupe into her husband's mouth and sighed sincerely: "I feel more and more that being a Daxia person is a very lucky thing."

People in other countries can't even get enough food to eat, but Daxia is planning to cultivate fruits on a large scale to enrich the tables of people across the country. After making this comparison, she naturally had this feeling.

Wen Zehan smiled and said, “I just read the latest issue of the supernatural information bulletin and saw something very interesting.”

The wife asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

The so-called "supernatural information briefing" is something that only people who have reached a certain level in Daxia can see. It contains information related to the supernatural in various fields.

Wen Zehan replied: "There is a new agricultural enterprise called 'Tianxing Agriculture' in Hedong Province. It has actually cultivated annual wheat into perennial wheat trees, which are said to live for more than ten years."

The wife was surprised: "Is this possible?"

Wen Zehan laughed again and said, "That's not all! The chairman of Tianxing Agriculture personally participated in the cultivation. I think this guy is really a great talent. The wheat trees he cultivated can be divided into four different flavors."

The wife was even more surprised: "Wheat has a taste?"

Wen Zehan counted on his fingers and said, "One is original wheat, which tastes the same as normal wheat.

“The second type is mango-flavored wheat. I heard that the steamed buns made from the flour all taste like mango.

"The third flavor is banana. The chairman also said that this type of wheat is very suitable for making oatmeal and tastes very good when brewed.

"The fourth flavor is orange. The chairman said it's best suited for cooking into wheat porridge. It's sour and sweet and very delicious."

The wife was immediately shocked: "Isn't this too imaginative?"

Wen Zehan nodded and said, "Indeed, after watching it, I was deeply impressed."

The wife inquired, "What is the chairman's name?"

Wen Zehan immediately gave the name: "His name is 'Yang Fan'. He is only 25 years old this year, but he is already the chairman of a company with a market value of tens of billions of Xia Yuan."

His wife exclaimed: "What a promising young man!"

She paused for a moment, then continued, "This Mr. Yang will probably become famous all over the country soon."

Wen Zehan agreed: "I think so too."

*
Oriental City.

François and his new wife Adele were walking side by side on the streets of Oriental City, holding hands.

They were originally citizens of the Principality of Faelan in the Southern Cross Alliance.

Later, when the era of natural disasters came, François saw that the country was becoming more and more chaotic, so he decisively drove to the consulate of Daxia in the capital of the Principality of Faerran and donated a strange fountain pen left by his grandfather in exchange for two Daxia citizenship certificates.

After another half a month, the two of them were almost familiar with Daxia. They often told their parents how good Daxia was and tried their best to persuade them to move to Daxia as soon as possible.

The parents could not resist the persuasion, and since they knew about Daxia's current situation through their children, they sold everything they had at a low price and moved here.

Because of the donation of the magic weapon, the two couples successfully obtained new citizenship certificates.

In the second week after the relocation, a riot broke out in Adele's parents' hometown. The apartment building where the couple originally lived was burned down by a fire, and many residents were burned to death.

Adele's parents were very glad that they listened to their daughter's advice, otherwise there would probably be nothing left of the couple.

A month later, François and Adele officially tied the knot.

The two had imagined the future countless times, but they never dreamed that one day they would get a marriage certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau of Oriental Daxia.

I have to say, fate is always unexpected.

Later, the Gate of the World was built in Oriental City, and François's adventurous spirit broke out.

The young man quit the job assigned to him by the government in Da Xia and came to Dongfang City with his newlywed wife to open an alien resource import and export company.

To put it bluntly, they are middlemen, that is, they buy resources from the development alliance through connections, and then resell them to scattered small buyers.

He was originally from Faeland and had a certain network of relationships in Faeland. Now he is from Daxia and has also established certain connections in Daxia.

With the help of these two relationships, François's small company actually ran quite well. Although the business was not very good, the monthly profit was at least tens of thousands of Xia yuan, and at most hundreds of thousands of Xia yuan.

At this moment.

The young couple quickly crossed the street and headed towards a breakfast shop.

The two had been in Daxia for so long that they had long been accustomed to foods such as steamed buns, steamed buns, and soy milk.

This was not the first time they came to this store to buy breakfast. Adele even complained quietly: "Why don't they have the pickled mustard tuber buns that I like?"

Francois shrugged and said, "The Shapudian people in Dongfang City are not used to eating pickled mustard tubers, so the breakfast shop will also modify the menu according to local conditions."

Adele commented convincingly: "The Saputians don't know how to appreciate real food."

François was a little speechless.

In fact, he didn’t think that pickled mustard tuber buns were that delicious, so he really couldn’t understand why his wife loved them so fanatically.

Back when she was in Daxia, she really wanted to eat pickled mustard tuber buns three times a day.

Walked a few more steps.

Adele suddenly slowed down her pace: "Honey, let's go to the commercial center to buy some pickled mustard tubers, and then go back to cook noodles?"

François's face twitched.

It was you who came to buy breakfast, and it was you who went back to cook noodles. What are you trying to do?
But with a wife who is obsessed with pickled mustard tuber, he could only say helplessly: "Okay!"

The two walked straight past the breakfast shop and crossed the street to the commercial center.

at this time.

Suddenly, a burst of crying and shouting was heard from the breakfast shop behind them.

"Killed!"

"Help!"

"Let's kill the murderer together!"

It can be heard that something vicious happened in the breakfast shop.

The young couple subconsciously stopped and turned to look at the breakfast shop in shock.

If they were in the Principality of Faelan, it would not be surprising for the two to encounter serious crimes on the road.

But this is the Eastern City managed by Daxia, where petty thefts are rare. Now that they suddenly encounter a suspected murder case, the two will of course be shocked.

A few seconds later.

The young couple saw several drones quickly passing overhead and flying towards the breakfast shop.

Two dark-skinned men, who were obviously Shapdian natives, rushed out of the breakfast shop with knives in their hands, and there were obvious bloodstains on their bodies.

As they ran wildly, they shouted slogans with fanatical expressions.

"Big Xia dog, get out!"

"Shapudian people's land should be decided by Shapudian people!"

"Kill them all..."

Before he finished the third sentence, gunshots rang out.

"Da da!"

This is a drone equipped with a gun firing a shot.

Several blood spots appeared on the bodies of the two thugs. They fell down screaming and soon there was no movement.

Adele was suddenly shocked by this scene and turned her head away in fear.

Francois looked calm and composed.

Because this is the Eastern City controlled by Daxia, he trusts the Daxia officials very much. If it were his hometown, the Principality of Faelan, he would have started running for his life long ago.

Francois stared at the drones with curiosity: "These drones are very accurate!"

He saw clearly that the drone was a hundred meters away from the thugs, but it hit the thugs with the first shot. The accuracy was truly amazing.

As we all know, firing a gun will produce recoil, which can easily cause a drone to lose balance and fall, but several drones in the sky were flying steadily.

Adele's voice trembled a little: "This is normal. Daxia's drone technology is ahead of the world."

Francois held his wife's hand and suddenly felt relieved: "It's a good thing you suddenly wanted to eat pickled mustard tuber, otherwise we might have run into these two damn thugs."

Adele sighed a little: "It seems that we are lucky."

She then asked, "What's going on with these two thugs?"

Francois thought for a moment and replied, "It is likely that a terrorist organization secretly trained a group of people to cause trouble for Daxia, otherwise they would not have shouted things like 'The land of the Shapudians should be decided by the Shapudians' just now."

Adele nodded and said, "That makes sense."

Francois smiled sarcastically, "In the past, the Shapudians did control their land, but their country almost collapsed. I don't know how many people starved to death. Now they actually want to drive the Daxia people away. They are really crazy."

Adele said: "Many Shapudian people are afraid of starvation and just want to live a good life. I don't think many people will listen to the nonsense said by the thugs."

The voice just fell.

"Woo~wu~"

The sound of sirens came from a distance.

These are the people from the Dongfangcheng Police Station who have rushed over.

When the young couple heard the sound, they were not nervous, but felt more at ease.

Adele pulled her husband's hand and said, "Let's go to the commercial center to buy some pickled mustard tubers."

Francois wanted to watch the fun, but his wife was still thinking about Zhacai, so she just said, "Let's go."

The two men walked to the entrance of the commercial center and immediately saw an armored vehicle parked on the street outside. Several soldiers armed with live ammunition were observing the surroundings with vigilance.

There were also several drones hovering in the sky, closely observing the movements below.

The young couple looked at each other and instantly realized that today's matter might not be simple.

"Om~"

Both of their phones vibrated at the same time.

François took out his cell phone and immediately saw a warning text message from the official.

"Dear citizens of Dongfang City, a terrorist organization that believes in the White Umbrella Goddess has committed multiple attacks in Dongfang City. Please pay attention to your safety and try to avoid crowded places. If you encounter danger, please call the police immediately."

Adele gasped: "Are these Shapdians crazy?"

In her opinion, after the Daxia people came to Shapudian, the people of Shapudian finally started to live a good life. These people clearly wanted to destroy this hard-earned stable life.

This is definitely something only a madman would do.

Francois shook his head and sighed, "This White Umbrella Goddess is most likely an evil god. For an evil god, chaos and fear are the best means to spread faith."

Adele agreed: "Yeah."

She was highly educated and naturally understood that "fear helps spread faith."

It’s like a certain sect in the Western Hemisphere, which has a saying in its doctrine: “If you believe in the Lord, you will go to heaven, and if you don’t believe in the Lord, you will go to hell.” This is the most typical example.

Francois held his wife's hand and said quickly, "Let's go back quickly after buying the pickled mustard."

Adele nodded heavily: "Okay!"

*
Every corner of Oriental City.

Attacks like the one at the breakfast shop are happening one after another.

In a newly built residential area.

A Shapudian woman, with her two children, was kneeling beside a corpse and crying bitterly.

The deceased was her husband.

Just now, she witnessed with her own eyes one of her husband's colleagues yelling "Kill all the traitors who defected to the Daxia dogs" and then stabbing her husband several times.

After the murderer committed the crime, he shouted "Long live the White Umbrella Goddess" and rushed towards her and the child with a bloody knife.

Fortunately, the soldier on duty at the gate of the community decisively raised his gun and fired a shot, directly blowing off the murderer's head.

Dongfang City is a city directly under the jurisdiction of Daxia. Just like in Daxia, each residential area has a squad of soldiers responsible for the community's security.

If there were no soldiers on duty, I'm afraid the whole family would have been killed by the mob.

Other residents of the community gathered around, shaking their heads and sighing.

Many people know that the male head of this family works in a factory of the Daxia state-owned enterprise. He was named an outstanding employee years ago and thus obtained a Daxia nationality certificate. His wife and children also benefited from this and obtained Daxia citizenship, making the neighbors envious.

A wonderful life was beckoning to the family, but unexpectedly, a disaster struck them today.

"Om~Om~"

Many people's phones vibrated at the same time.

They took out their cell phones and took a look, and found that this was an official report text message.

"Since the followers of the evil goddess White Umbrella have carried out multiple attacks in Dongfang City, resulting in the deaths of many innocent civilians, we hereby ask the general public to provide relevant clues with a large reward. Anyone with valuable clues can receive a reward of at least 10000 Xia Yuan, and can even be granted Daxia citizenship."

As the Shapudians read the text message, their breathing quickened.

The natives were extremely disgusted with the White Umbrella Goddess followers' random killings. They finally had a few days of peace and quiet, so who would want to get involved with these lunatics?
Now Daxia is offering high rewards, who wouldn’t be tempted?

(End of this chapter)