Although Yelena couldn't speak, she also blinked.

"Yelena's body temperature has returned to normal. It's not as cold as before, and it feels very comfortable to touch."

As Alina spoke, she poked Yelena's face with her finger, but Yelena was unable to move. She could only lie on the bed, rolling her eyes, and let the other party do whatever she wanted.

"As long as you are fine, it's good. However, your stomach and intestines will definitely need some time to recover. You can only eat liquid food for the next few days. You can ask the cafeteria to prepare a separate bowl of porridge for you."

Bozhukasti didn't care about these things at all. He could survive even by eating tree bark and grass roots, so why would he care about his appetite?

I didn't hear Yelena speak, but it seemed that she agreed.

"I will definitely cook a healthy and delicious nutritious meal for Yelena then."

"Alina, you should let Yelena go. She is recovering now and needs to eat more nutritious meat."

Of course, Tallulah knew what the other party was talking about. Alina had a special liking for vegetable stew. Although it tasted good, but...

"What are you talking about, Talulah? Yelena has a bad stomach right now. Of course I know what to cook for her."

But on this point, there was absolutely no way Tallulah could convince Alina.

There was no way Alina could bully Yelena about this matter, but nutritious meals were destined to have nothing to do with deliciousness.

As the person involved, Yelena has no right to speak.

"Let's get down to business first, Tallulah. How's your reading of the book?"

When it comes to this, Tallulah feels a little uncomfortable.

"There are too many professional terms in it, and it is very obscure to read, but many things in it seem quite novel and gave me a whole new perspective to look at the world."

Zhang Miao didn't expect the other party to understand the contents in a short time. If Tallulah could do this in such a short time, he could step down and let her take over.

Even if there is no need for a strong man of this level, he can easily beat up all of Terra. Maybe Zhang Miao will have to rely on him to ascend to the highest level.

"I just came back from the plantation and the factory. Everyone's enthusiasm for work is still very high, but this enthusiasm is just rootless and will fade over time. So we must solve this problem before everyone's enthusiasm fades."

When everyone heard that it was serious business, they all focused on what Zhang Miao had to say.

"So I want to postpone the evening classes for today and tomorrow, and gather everyone for a meeting in the evening to let everyone understand what we are doing now, what we should do in the future, and how we are different from the Ursus of the past. Only when they know that everything they do here is for themselves, their enthusiasm will be mobilized, and they will naturally try their best to do everything well."

After listening to Zhang Miao's words, Tallulah seemed to understand something.

"You mean, just like last time, use words to incite their psychology, give them a lofty goal and move in that direction, but isn't that the same as deception?"

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Miao had already moved to Bengbu. What nonsense is this silly child talking about?

"Last time it wasn't incitement, it was criticism and struggle. It gave them a target to vent their anger, but if the degree was not controlled, it could affect innocent people. This time it's different. This time it's limited to the masses, giving everyone the right to speak and letting them speak their minds."

"But how can anyone speak out their true feelings in public?"

Tallulah's doubts are very reasonable. Everyone has their own secrets in their hearts. These things are often scars hidden in the deepest part. Why reveal them in public for everyone to see? Are you a masochist?

"If everyone chooses to remain silent, it will be difficult to deal with, but if there is a hole in the dam, it will be easily broken."

Open a hole in the dam?

!

Tallulah suddenly came to her senses

"You mean them!"

Aren’t the group of people rescued from the industrial zone by Zhang Miao the best breakthrough point?

Anyway, it has been said once, and their resistance is definitely less than that of others. If Zhang Miao or Tallulah does some ideological work on them, they will definitely agree.

But... Talulah still had some things to say. After all, aren't we all working for you here?

Chapter 70: My name is Andre

My name is Andre and I am 33 years old.

She used to live in the south of Chernobyl, is married and has three children.

I work in a military factory as a team leader and I get off work and go home at the earliest at nine o'clock every evening.

I smoke and drink.

After get off work, I drink a beer and then go to the bar with my colleagues to curse the greedy and stupid supervisor and the ridiculously high tax policy for half a day. I heard that some places have collected 142% in taxes, which sounds like a funny joke.

I can't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning and have never had a good, peaceful night's sleep.

Like a corpse, daily fatigue and stress will continue to accumulate.

Even my neighbor's doctor said that I would die early if I continued like this.

Later I realized that this kind of life is actually very good.

Because I became infected.

Because of that damn (Ursus swear word) operating error, the Originium dust pipeline pressure was damaged and leaked, and the high concentration of Originium dust caused everyone in the entire workshop to be infected.

The guy died on the spot, with half of his neck cut off by the exploded pipe fragments.

Later I found out that the guy was actually quite lucky.

Because only those who survive will encounter the real hell.

I escaped from the factory. I could feel my body temperature rising. My forehead was burning, but my whole body was cold.

My head is so dizzy.

I don’t know how I got to the door of my house, but I just stumbled all the way back.

I wanted to pretend nothing happened and get away with it, but I knew that was impossible. The factory conducts regular inspections and there was no way I could hide it.

How to do?

Otherwise, go back to the countryside with your wife, where you may be able to hide.

damn it!

My hand holding the key was shaking and I couldn't get it into the lock.

Why don’t you dare open the door?

.....

I ran away.

I dare not go home.

Because I know that they can't leave the city, the pipeline leak can't be concealed, and none of them can escape.

With the style of a patrol team, they would break into my house, beat me up, kidnap me, and then take away all the valuables in the house.

Those guys might even hurt them.

I have seen these things with my own eyes.

Just like that, in less than two hours, I was caught.

If only they could be just as efficient against thieves and robbers.

The day before I was transported to the snowfield, I tried my best to ask the prison guards to help me visit my home.

He was a good man and brought me something.

A bloodstained headscarf.

......

Later, I was thrown into a mine and could no longer see the sun. I ate and slept in there. The people in the mine basically didn’t know how long they had been there.

Who cares?

In the damp and hot mine, tree bark and grass roots were luxuries. Everyone was struggling on the brink of starvation. Many times they could only rely on eating coal to fill their stomachs. If they were lucky, they could catch a bug or a mushroom, or... something else.

Fortunately, I ran fast, I really wanted to forget what I just saw.

Every day people are dragged out and every day people are thrown in.

Later, a big man suddenly came into the mine and said, we are here to rescue you.

what differences are there?

Where isn't hell?

I followed him anyway. I was just a coward who didn't dare to go in.

When I came out of the mine, my eyes were almost blinded by the light.

It was then that I remembered what the air in Ursus smelled like and that the sun was so bright.

......

Life after being rescued was not easy either, but at least tree bark and grass roots had been reduced from luxuries to necessities of life.

I went from being hungry all the time to being hungry often.

I don’t know what the meaning of life is, but I just don’t dare to die.

Then one day I was so hungry that I couldn't move, and I fell on the haystack. In a trance, I seemed to see Ulyana.

Ulyana, are you here to pick me up?

Oh my god, you're just as beautiful as when we first met.

I have prepared a surprise for you, you will never guess what it is.

You see, this headscarf is the first gift I gave you, and I always carry it with me.

what are you saying?

What do you mean I can't die yet?

Where are you going? Don't leave me behind, please!

wake up.

I wanted to curse the person who woke me up, but I found that I didn't even have the strength to open my mouth.

What is that she is holding?

It smells so good, just like the buckwheat porridge cooked by Ulyana.

I must be still in a dream.

......

This was the first time the guerrillas brought back supplies instead of continuing to ask us for them.

I bet these things are definitely not something they can get.

You can’t get such good things on the snowfield.

Not to mention the meat inside, I've never seen anything like it before.

Sure enough, just one week later, they said they had found a city willing to accept us.

It would be a lie to say that there is a city in this snowy land that is willing to accept the infected.

But I don’t care. The infected people are all worthless. They might die tomorrow. Anyway, they have eaten for a week, so dying a full death is considered a good thing.

......

Suka does not crack!

This is actually true!

There really is a city here!

And this city is so fucking beautiful, just like that.

I asked the person next to me to punch me, and then I was sure that this was not a dream, this was fucking real.

The host here arranged a dormitory for us, with hot water, beds, and even said he would give us a physical examination!

I have only heard such outrageous things from those high-profile charlatans who come here to preach.

But the owner said that this place is called Xuefeng, not La or anything like that.

There is no halo on the head, but the ring on the hand is even more outrageous than that halo.

I think he is much more honest than those charlatans who only talk nonsense.

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