Arknights? Colonization Ark!

The mines had already been planted when the food was transported back to the Integration Movement.

But this has nothing to do with him. This is the evil result that Tallulah has sown herself. These grains are just catalysts that make it sprout early.

If Tallulah can get through this crisis on her own, the Reunion Movement will be reborn and become a true revolutionary organization.

If you can't get through, you can only crawl in the ice and snow until you die.

What Zhang Miao needs to do is to give her a helping hand when this opportunity comes.

After that, he can build a piece of land of his own on this ice field.

The harsh environment doesn't matter at all. For a complete colonial ship, changing the world is just a matter of time.

Even natural disasters cannot affect him.

And until this opportunity comes, he just needs to wait.

Chapter 34: Return with a Full Load

"Where are you going this time? Why haven't Tallulah and the others come back yet? What's going on with these things?"

Alina opened her mouth slightly, quite surprised. When Tallulah and the others left yesterday, they did not tell her the purpose of this operation.

Since early morning, several trucks drove into the village, and the sound of the engines woke up everyone who was still resting.

They thought that the patrol team had arrived, so they all hid in the house and dared not come out. They only carefully peeked out through the cracks in the door or windows. As a result, they saw that all the people getting off the bus were their own people, and it seemed that they had brought back a lot of things.

The first group of shield guards who rushed back immediately called on the people who stayed in the village, organized them to start unloading the goods, and strictly controlled the warehouse.

The vehicles coming in and out seemed to never stop, and the goods being carried down gradually filled every corner of the warehouse.

Alina had seen that, and those boxes were exactly the same as the ones Tallulah had brought back the day before.

That is to say, these are all food.

OMG!

Please forgive her for never having seen so much food in her life.

The village where I grew up often did not even have enough food for the winter. Even if the harvest was good, the little that was saved would have to be exchanged for salt and cloth, not to mention storing food.

She quickly stopped a driver who had just got off the car and asked him. She knew this person and his children were still attending Alina's primary school.

The man was a little impatient at first, and he was eager to drive back and make another trip.

Just thinking about the fact that he was pulling a whole truck of food, the dopamine secreted in his brain could make him so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days. How could he have the time to care about other people?

But when he saw it was Alina, his unhappy expression immediately disappeared.

This considerate girl is very popular in the village. She is willing to help everyone take care of their children and teach them to read, which makes her like an angel in the hearts of many people.

"It's Alina. We attacked a mobile city this time and exchanged Originium for a lot of food. So much food that it piled up like a mountain! Tallulah and the others are still guarding the place. I won't say more. I'm in a hurry to bring back a few trucks."

The driver's excitement was beyond words. After saying goodbye to Alina, he immediately joined the unloading team and then drove back the same way.

After hearing what she said, Alina no longer cared about the food.

Benefits are often accompanied by risks. She hopes that everyone will be safe rather than having food.

As the vehicles came in and out, the people hiding in the house began to come out one after another after confirming that it was safe. They gathered around and chattered, wondering whether Tallulah and the others had attacked a certain warehouse this time.

Most of them were very happy, but some were worried that this might anger the Ursus army and lead to a large-scale encirclement and suppression. However, this idea was quickly put aside.

Compared to the garrison far away, the reality of hunger was still before them.

Moreover, seeing the food slowly filling up the warehouse is really encouraging. So much food is enough for everyone in the village to not worry about food shortages for several years.

The children, who were originally warned by their adults to hide in the house and not to come out, finally couldn't resist their curiosity and sneaked out one by one. They found their usually gentlest sister Alina and swarmed around her.

"Sister, sister, what are those?"

"You idiot, didn't you eat it yesterday? It was full of candy!"

"What? So that was candy yesterday! There are so many candies here!"

"Sister Alina, can we stop eating tree bark and grass roots and eat candy every day? Every time I eat those things, my stomach feels uncomfortable."

.....

Under the expectant gaze of the children, Alina squatted down and gathered the children in front of her with her hands.

"Of course not. You still have to eat your food. Eating too much candy will cause cavities."

He rubbed the head of the greediest little guy, looked at their somewhat lost eyes, and continued

"However, you shouldn't have to eat tree bark anymore. If you study hard in class, you can get candy from Teacher Alina."

"Yay!!!!"

When the children heard that they could eat candy, they all cheered.

Since they were still young and did not have to worry about working, the only thing they had to do every day was to learn to read with Alina.

Life was hard, and for them, studying hard was the only thing they could do for their parents, so everyone was very obedient and never complained even if they had to eat rough tree bark that was hard enough to rot their teeth.

"Alina!"

A tall man carrying several large boxes walked in front of her, and his whole body was blocked by the boxes.

"Tallulah told you to use these to make a nice meal first. It would be best if you could get some extra help. Everyone has been busy all night waiting for this meal."

Alina saw that the person who came was the shield guard who often followed the Patriot, so she stood up quickly and asked him with some concern:

"How is everyone doing? Are there any injured?"

"…There were only two minor injuries, and both have been treated."

As the person who has followed the Patriots the longest, he has been deeply influenced by them. Those weaklings should not have gone to the battlefield in the first place, and in the end they killed each other for money. In his eyes, such people are not even companions, let alone comrades-in-arms.

If it were when he was still in the Ursus army, this act of betrayal would be enough for him to kill the other party.

There is no need to tell Alina about this.

Although Alina was a little surprised by the low injury rate, she was glad that everyone was fine.

I opened the first box and took a look. Inside was a small box filled with an unknown powder, which should be spices.

He casually opened a box of small transparent cubes, picked up one and looked at the shield guard with some confusion.

"This is called rock sugar, and these are all spices."

The shield guard felt a headache looking at the various jars inside. There were so many types of these things that it was frightening, even harder to remember than the types of equipment.

Is it so troublesome for those people to eat?

“It’s all written down here.”

The other party introduced the functions of these things to us one by one. It was really difficult to ask us, who couldn't even cook, to write them down. They could only write them all down in a small booklet.

Alina took the booklet and flipped through it, then picked up a few jars, opened them and sniffed them, and she had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

I poured out a handful of rock sugar from the small box I had just opened, but a lot of it was stuck together.

She broke them one by one and placed them in the children's palms. After she allowed it, the children couldn't wait to put the candies into their mouths.

The rock sugar melted in saliva and turned into sweet syrup, nourishing their hearts that yearned for a better future.

"After you eat the candy, you must go back to study. Teacher Alina will come to check your learning results in the afternoon. Children who don't study hard will not have any candy tomorrow!"

She put her hands on her hips, pretending to be serious, and warned the children who were squinting their eyes to taste the hard-earned sugar.

"Got it, Teacher Alina!"

After shouting in unison, the children were sent by Alina to play in the yard.

It’s called learning, but it’s just writing and drawing on a wooden board with burnt sticks.

Watching the children walking away, Alina asked the shield guard to help her move these things to an open space.

There are about seven or eight hundred people in the village, including those who went out to fight. For Alina, this is a big project.

Chapter 35: Eating Porridge

An unprecedented fragrance is spreading through the village.

There were dozens of pots of various kinds on the open ground, either steaming or boiling. The large amount of white steam added some warmth to this cold winter morning.

More than a hundred people were busy inside and outside this temporary open-air kitchen, and the outside was crowded with people from the entire village.

This might be the best meal they have had in years.

Most of them have one thing in common

Sunken eyes, dry and yellow hair, pale face and thin body are the characteristics of long-term malnutrition, and there are also symptoms of severe edema and salt deficiency.

The most common food we eat on weekdays is cakes made by drying and grinding tree bark and grass roots into powder and then baking them.

It is dry, hard and difficult to digest, not to mention nutritious.

Compared to eating dirt directly, the only advantage of it is that it won't kill you and can keep you alive.

Not to mention the meat.

Even before they became infected, they might not be able to eat much throughout the year.

If it weren't for the shield guards and some militiamen who had eaten a little on the road maintaining order, these people might have rushed up and stuffed the fine white noodles directly into their mouths.

Most of the food was purchased according to Zhang Miao's own taste, and he never considered selling it to other people.

But for these people, even if you ask them to look up at the stars, they will stuff it into their mouths and give you the title of God of Food.

In the mines, surviving for more than three years is considered a long life.

Even if they were rescued, they could only survive for a few more years.

The harsh living conditions will rapidly worsen the infection of the mineral disease in the body, and without medicine, one can only wait for death.

They were doing their best just to stay alive.

According to Alina's guidance, what was cooked in the pot was actually the same meat porridge, and in addition there were some steamed buns.

They did not have the time or conditions to bake the bread; they just followed the instructions in the booklet.

But Alina still felt it was a little strange. The food delivered seemed to be very complete, but there was no trace of vegetables, which made her, a vegetable lover, a little troubled. She could only add some dried wild vegetables in it.

The boiling bubbles brought out wisps of aroma from under the pot lid, making the people around open their nostrils and inhale deeply, for fear of wasting even a bit.

Alina opened one of the pot lids and gently scooped a little with a spoon and put it to her mouth. Cooking porridge is not a technical job, it is just to make it easier for everyone to digest. It needs to be cooked for a while, and people with long-term malnutrition will not have a good stomach.

Gently blow away the heat and take a small bite of the porridge. The rice has been cooked soft, and with a little salty fragrance from the diced meat and spices, everyone can't help swallowing their saliva when they smell it.

"It's ready. Everyone can come and line up for the porridge."

As soon as Alina said this, the crowd suddenly became agitated and pressed forward, fearing that they would fall behind others. If the shield guards maintained order, a stampede might soon occur.

"Don't be anxious. There's plenty of porridge. Everyone has a portion. If you don't have enough, you can get more."

Under the intimidation of the tall shield guards, people still reluctantly lined up in several long queues. Alina and the others filled the porridge in uniform containers and distributed it to everyone.

After getting the bowl, the people who had been longing for the food didn't even use a spoon, but swallowed the meat porridge in the bowl mouthful by mouthful regardless of the scorching heat.

Fortunately, the Terrans have a strong body. If the original Earthlings ate like this, their throats would be burned after just a few sips. Moreover, if they were hungry for a long time, eating so much would also hurt their stomachs. However, the Terrans have no worries in this regard. As long as they can get enough nutrition, their bodies can recover to full condition in a short time, and even their wounds heal just as quickly.

But as the warm porridge was swallowed, many people couldn't help crying when they were halfway through eating.

The bitter tears falling into the bowl did not affect them from licking every grain of rice in it clean, because more people had already fallen on the road and would never be able to eat this bowl of porridge.

They were muttering names that perhaps only they could remember, which might be their relatives or friends. On the way here, they had lost too much. Their nerves that had become numb due to the harsh living conditions and the terrible current situation were now gradually recovering with the intake of nutrition.

This bowl of porridge represents not only food to fill the stomach, but also a rare hope in this freezing plain, hope for the future.

Before long, more people joined this sad yet wonderful porridge feast.

Tallulah and the others have returned, and the last batch of 5,000 tons of food has arrived. The mountain of food is enough for the current integration movement to not have to worry about food issues for several years, not to mention that there will be four times this number in the future, and they only paid a tiny price.

This is something that no one in the Integration Movement would dare to dream of.

"Tallulah!"

When Alina saw them coming back, she quickly handed the spoon in her hand to the person next to her and hurried over.

"Where did you get so much food? Did you encounter any danger? Are you injured?"

Alina, who was somewhat anxious, trotted to Tallulah. When she got closer, she checked her from all angles. She felt relieved when she found that there was only some dust on her clothes.