Devil President, Don't Bite Me

In autumn, the weather is getting colder and colder. At this time, the transportation of materials on Sula island becomes frequent. Different from previous years, there is a holy north this year.

Moh's werewolves are in charge of the material allocation department. After a period of time, they find that MOH Xiling is very fair.

The fairness is that he sends the same things to two places every time, but the number is different. If there are fewer people in Sula Island, the number is less, and if there are more people in Shengbei, the number is correspondingly more.

This surprised the werewolves. After all, they depend on others. Moxi lingshang Shengbei has a good meal. They say they want to be fair. They have determined that they will be satisfied as long as there are as many things sent to both sides every time. It's better than not for the werewolves who are hungry and cold all the year round.

In fact, when Du Beizheng took control of Mohs last year, he saved some materials in Shengbei, but the werewolf consumed so fast that he could use as much as he had. Soon his new warehouse was empty and could only hope for Mohs.

Especially now, once the problem of food and clothing is solved, the wolves will have fun by their own temperament. Therefore, the number of newborns suddenly increases. This small mouth needs to eat and drink, and also needs a lot of warm clothes. Then there are the old people. They are old and weak and can't stand the cold. Many old people freeze or starve to death every winter. Last year, because there were enough materials, no one starved to death and froze to death, and the number of people increased unabated, so more materials will be needed this year.

Du Beizheng was a little worried. He didn't know whether mexiling would keep his promise. After all, Shengbei is a bottomless cave.

He stood on the frozen lake, looked at the snow capped mountains in the distance, and sighed gently. He didn't know whether she was doing well or not? It should be good, because the man... He pulled the corners of his mouth and was really good to her.

"Beizheng," Su zhouquan came over with a sad face, "the next batch of materials can't be shipped until 15 days later. It takes longer to arrive here, but now the warehouse is almost empty. Young people are OK, old, weak, sick and disabled..."

Du Beizheng pondered a little: "organize everyone to drill ice and fish."

"That's not enough. Besides, eating fish alone can't solve the problem." Su zhouquan said, "I think it's better to inform Mohs to deliver materials in advance."

Du Beizheng smiled. "In the past, Mohs only managed the food and clothing of thousands of people. Now more than 100000 people have been added. MOH Xiling is afraid to have a headache."

"No matter how much he cares, mexiling promised us anyway. If he can't do it, he just disappoints the queen. Maybe she will come back to you."

Du Beizheng didn't say anything. After a while, he said, "how's her body now? Are you still suffering from those drastic changes? "

"The news of Jinling always lags behind. It's probably better now."

Du Beizheng sighed, "I should go and see her."

"Go and get the supplies back by the way." Su zhouquan said, "I don't want people to starve and freeze to death this winter."

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After receiving the news from Shengbei, Gao Lin was very embarrassed and ran to find Ren Wei for discussion.

"I've checked. There's little money in Jinling's general warehouse, but there's just a landslide on Sula island. The money is ready for disaster relief. I don't think Lord Mo may be willing to give it to us."

"There are difficulties on both sides. To tell you the truth, Lord Mo is very kind to Shengbei. Even if he doesn't give it, I have nothing to say."

Gao Lin was silent for a moment. "Then I'll let Shengbei overcome it and collect materials and send them out as soon as possible."

"Well, that's it," Ren Wei said. "Lord Mo is fair and treats us well. Now Sula island is in trouble. We can't speak at this time."

They thought it was over, but in the afternoon, moxiling called them to the office.

"What is the reason why you didn't report the goods in advance?"

Ren Wei took a look at Gao Lin, "there is not much money in the account now, and the money is used to provide disaster relief to Sula island. We think we should transfer the materials of Shengbei according to the original plan."

"People with genetic variation have certain energy storage. If the house falls down, it will be built slowly, which will not affect their life. But the population of St. North surged and starved to death without food. You should know which is more important. "

Mexiling's tone was a little heavy, but he was moved in Ren Wei and Gaolin's ears.

He threw a list to them, "go and arrange it. Gather up the materials and send them to Shengbei immediately."

"Lord Mo, nasura island..."

"That's the matter of genetic mutants. You don't have to worry about it." Mexiling was still cold and even impatient.

Ren Wei looked at the signed dispatch list. Knowing that moxiling didn't like to be polite, he nodded, "OK, let's prepare now and send it out as soon as possible."

"In addition," Moxi Ling's slender finger knocked on the table, "the population surge in Shengbei is a problem. Let Du Beizheng think of a way. If it goes on like this, not to mention one MOH, even ten Mohs will be hollowed out by him."

"Lord Mo means..."

"Control the population, give birth and give birth."

Gao Lin said, "Du Zhangzhi thought so, so he let the queen..."

Mexiling stared, "he thought too much. Du Beizheng's idea is too crazy. Everything in the world is wishful thinking. By eugenics, I mean within the scope of your ethnic group, not let him make our ideas. " After a pause, he said, "I have asked my research institute to do the werewolf gene test. At that time, you may need your cooperation. If you can eliminate the fittest, your population will be controlled and the quality will be much better."

Ren Wei and Gao Lin were surprised. To tell the truth, since they got the Mohs last year, no one died in Shengbei all winter. Everyone felt very happy because they saved the lives of all their people. This is unprecedented. They see light and hope. It seems that in the near future, the werewolf family will rise grandly and will no longer be the lowest creature in the world.

However, as soon as spring begins, the number of newborns increases greatly, and a group of old, weak, sick and disabled who should have died in the severe cold winter also survive, resulting in a gush of personnel. At that time, the weather was good. There were plenty of water and grass. They could rely on themselves, but in the cold winter, with so many mouths to eat and drink, they needed nearly one-third more materials than in previous years.

At this time, someone noticed the arrival of the crisis and was vaguely worried. Ren Wei and Gao Lin were one of them.

Messi Lingken is in charge of Shengbei, which has made them very grateful. He never thought he would make plans for their future. He not only provides them with materials for survival, but also solves the fundamental problems.

Ren Wei didn't know what to say. He stood up and bowed to moxiling: "Lord Mo, if you can do this to the werewolf, just a thank you is not enough. In the future, whenever you need it, I'll give you my life."

Gao Lin also stood up and bowed to him: "Lord Mo, count me. I will go up the knife mountain and down the volcano."

Mexiling looked at them. "You are werewolves. You don't need to give your life to me, but you can give it to your queen."

"Yes, we will always respect and be loyal to the queen." Ren Wei and Gao Lin said in unison.

When Joey heard this, he was a little surprised and ran to moxiling's office, "why didn't you tell me about dispatching materials to Shengbei in advance?"

"I think you've been very grumpy recently. I don't want to add trouble to you."

"Who's grumpy?" Joey glanced at him. "It's not all your fault!"

Seeing that the corners of her eyes were raised and with a coquettish attitude, Moxi Ling couldn't help but move in her heart and stretched out his hand to pull her to her lap to sit.

"You have a good temper these days. Have you been suppressed by Qingyuan?"

Joey felt the strength on his waist and knew what he wanted. Instead, he elbowed him, "don't blame Qingyuan. It's not your tyranny. Can I be angry?"

Mexiling smiled, made a slight mistake in her arm, pressed the person in her arms, bowed her head and kissed her. Joey doesn't like it. This uncle is like this every time. Things haven't been solved at all. He's very kind.

She pinched the itchy meat on his waist and pulled it hard. As expected, Moxi Ling loosened, "look at you, you love to do more than before."

"Aren't you more jealous than before?" Joey looked at him and said seriously, "moxiling, in this life, I am yours and you are mine. There can be no one between us. You don't have to worry." In fact, to put it bluntly, isn't it because Mo Ziyu came back? For the past few days, both of them were confused.

Mexiling gently pinched her finger, "I never worry that someone will insert into us. I know you have no intention, but others think about it. I can't rest assured until he pulls out the thorn in his heart."

"Doesn't he have Shuwei?"

"They didn't mate."

"But that doesn't mean anything?" Joey said, "he had a relationship with Cheng Chuyi before, but he still didn't like her."

"So I'm watching. If this Shuwei can't, he has to leave." Mexiling said slowly“ A genetic mutation that will break out at any time is no less than a time bomb. I can't take this risk, let alone let you take this risk. "

Joie knew that he had his reason, and she could not ask more questions about the internal affairs of the genetic mutation. She switched to the topic: "today, I want to thank you, thank you for promising to advance the materials to San Bei."

"I said that your people are my people. I treat them equally and will never be partial to either side because of selfishness."

"But Zongbo..."

"I'll explain to him." Moxiling took her finger to her mouth and kissed, "how are you feeling recently? Is there any discomfort? "

Joey shook his head. "Not for the time being. I feel like I'm an ordinary human now. I don't even have the power of spirit."

"How did you think about what I told you last time?"

Joey's eyelids drooped, "this..."

"Not for anything else, just for me?" Mexiling said, "no matter how long a werewolf lives, it can only be about 150 years, and few people can reach it. Do you have the heart to leave me alone after a hundred years?"

Joey, "... Let me think again."

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