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Chapter 133 Time Flies

Su Yang rushed up to the second floor, but laughed when he saw the situation in the hallway.

Little White, its fur standing on end, huddled in the corner. When it saw Su Yang return, its wailing voice suddenly rose to a louder level.

Xiao Yu, who was originally standing on the corridor railing, grabbed a cloth bag and flew towards Su Yang.

"Coo coo!"

Su Yang reached out and took the bag. Xiao Yu, just like before, landed on his shoulder and nuzzled his cheek affectionately.

"Wow!"

Xiao Bai finally dared to come out from the corner, ran to Su Yang's feet, and started tugged at his trouser leg to complain.

Su Yang communicated with his two pets through a soul connection and gradually figured out what was going on.

Because Su Yang had been preoccupied with matters on the front lines these past two days, and Wu Xinxue had also been very busy, neither of them had time to take care of Xiaobai.

Su Yang left it at home before going to work.

This little guy seems to be quite clever; taking advantage of his small size, he manages to squeeze through the crack in the door to get some fresh air.

Many of the neighbors in the residential compound knew about Xiaobai's existence. Some gossipy women even said: "People are starving these days, and Su Yang still keeps a dog. The compound has Old Xie guarding it, keeping a dog is a waste of food."

When Old Xie heard someone comparing him to a dog, he even got into an argument with the woman.

Su Yang didn't take the initiative to explain to his neighbors that Xiaobai was actually a wolf.

As for the conflict between the two pets today...

Xiao Bai actually knew that Xiao Yu was Su Yang's pet, just like it. They had met in Xifeng, where Xiao Yu had scared it so much that it howled.

Wolves are social animals and value hierarchy. In Xiaobai's opinion, the eldest in this family is undoubtedly Su Yang, followed by herself, then Wu Xinxue, and finally Xiaoyu.

Today, the guy who ranks last in its eyes is back, and Xiaobai subconsciously wants to establish its authority.

Little did it know that it had overestimated its strength. It had only let out two howls before Xiaoyu easily knocked it down and even ravaged it on the ground.

Listening to Xiaobai's accusations, Su Yang did not defend it. Instead, he threw the string of mice in his hand to the ground and smiled at Xiaoyu on his shoulder, saying, "You've done very well these past few days. This is your reward."

"Coo coo!"

Upon receiving praise from its master, Xiaoyu barked happily twice, then looked at Xiaobai with disdain.

Su Yang's mind was completely focused on the cloth bag that Xiao Yu had brought back. He patted Xiao Yu's head and said, "Eat slowly," before taking out his key, opening the door, and going inside.

"Wow!"

Seeing that its owner was ignoring it, Xiaobai was a little sad and looked timidly at Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu had already started to devour a mouse. Xiaobai twitched its nose, smelled the aroma of meat in the air, hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but move closer to Xiaoyu.

"Caw!" Xiaoyu didn't even raise her head, but with a flap of her wings, she sent Xiaobai tumbling over.

"Wow!"

Su Yang paid no attention to the two pets' "friendly interaction." He went back inside, closed the door, and happily took out the cloth bag that Xiao Yu had brought back.

A full three hundred dollars!

The smell of gunpowder and blood still lingered on it.

Su Yang suppressed the urge to kiss him, and with a thought, summoned the control panel, then silently chanted, "Recharge all!"

The banknotes in the bag disappeared.

The number next to "Currency" on the panel has also changed to 300!

Su Yang looked at the backpack option in the store again, and an impulse suddenly welled up inside him.

"Spend 3.225 currency units to purchase backpack slots!"

[74 currency units have been spent. Your inventory has reached its limit of 100 slots!]

Su Yang's face, which had been flushed with excitement, instantly turned a few shades darker.

"What a garbage cheat code!"

He had lost count of how many times he had cursed like that.

After unlocking the backpack function by recharging, Su Yang experimented for several days and summarized the effectiveness of the backpack space.

The backpack does not transfer weight to Su Yang when things are put inside, but it cannot contain living things, and the flow of time is the same as the outside world, so there is no such thing as time standing still.

When putting things in, Su Yang had to put them in by hand, and when taking things out, Su Yang had to take them out by hand. He had to be able to lift them himself to do it.

Despite the numerous restrictions, Su Yang still had many ingenious ideas.

such as:

He filled the space with bombs, then boarded the plane and dropped bombs down indefinitely from mid-air.

Or he could earn more money in the future, recharge his backpack to an unlimited size, and then sneak into the enemy's warehouse and wipe out all their supplies!

But now, his backpack can only be upgraded to 100 slots, which is 100 cubic meters.

The backpack space is a strict cube, which is equivalent to a cube with a length, width and height of 4.64 meters.

In such a small space, he could drop bombs from the plane, but if he couldn't drop enough bombs at once to obliterate the enemy below, the enemy's fighter jets, anti-aircraft guns, and anti-aircraft machine guns could easily teach him a lesson.

How much can you carry in such a small space if you sneak behind enemy lines to steal things? The cost-effectiveness is too low!

"Ugh!"

Su Yang sighed deeply, feeling somewhat disheartened.

After a while, he finally cheered up again.

100 cubic meters is fine, it's better than nothing.

He looked at his backpack, which now had three or four times more space than before.

There weren't many things inside, just his 1911 pistol, Mosin-Nagant rifle, bullets, and several hundred thousand dollars.

It's quite convenient for preventing things from being stolen.

Su Yang tried to comfort himself.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

Summer has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Three months have passed since Xiaoyu returned from the front lines.

Su Yang was initially worried that his older brother would continue to pester him and try to get Xiao Yu.

I don't know how the big shots negotiated with the elder brother, but in these three months, apart from some people coming to find Su Yang, collecting some of Xiao Yu's feathers, and taking some blood from each of them and the bird, there have been no other troubles.

Su Yang finally felt much more at ease.

As for the battlefield, Su Yang would occasionally send Xiao Yu to fly over and take a look.

The fifth campaign ended a few days ago. With the support of two corps of fresh troops and a large amount of equipment from the older brother, the two sides fought fiercely for nearly two months.

After suffering more than 80,000 casualties on each side, the conflict has now entered a stalemate in positional warfare.

Su Yang, as a person from later generations, knew that this situation would continue for more than a year.

He then devoted all his attention to his work and life at the flour mill.

After the Lunar New Year, with an additional 100,000 soldiers fighting on the front lines, the logistical pressure on Shenzhou increased even further.

After several months of promotion, the production of "Defend the Homeland" has increased dramatically compared to before.

In Shenzhou alone, more than twenty sister companies are involved in production.

However, the older brother's supply of equipment is limited. Only five companies, like Limin Flour Factory, have semi-automatic production lines. Other companies are still using manual, rudimentary methods for production.

Su Yang then realized that his idea of replacing military rations with "national defense noodles" was impossible to realize.

Currently, fried noodles are still the main ration for soldiers on the front lines, accounting for more than 70% of all military rations.

"Defend the country noodles" account for at most 10%.

However, Su Yang heard from Zhou Zheng that someone in the foreign trade sector was selling "Guardians of the Country Noodles" abroad and earning a lot of foreign exchange, which meant that when one thing failed, another would come along.

In addition, our elder brother provided a lot of hydraulic equipment to several food companies in Shenzhou.

Those food companies have already started producing compressed biscuits.

However, due to the scarcity of supplies, compressed biscuits accounted for about the same proportion of military rations as "defend the country noodles," both around 10%.

"Woof woof!"