Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

As for the Civilian Grain Association.

After Lu Yuan expressed his thoughts.

The entire Civilian Grain Association was busy with this, and of course, Lu Yuan himself was not idle either.

As the Chinese New Year is getting closer.

The purchase of large quantities of staple food, the arrangement of soup kitchen locations in various places, the scheduling of staff, the donation of cotton clothes, and the purchase of large quantities of cotton clothes all require busy work.

.........

Victoria Londinium

The Shard.

Tracy was sitting on the throne as the regent of Victoria and the head of the Kazdel Military Council.

With short light pink hair, scarlet eyes, a suit of battle-tested armor, and an aura as majestic as a mountain and extremely terrifying, he was like a whirlpool, spinning and absorbing madly in the center of the huge palace, making the world revolve around him.

With one hand resting on his chin and a slightly frowned brow, he listened to the reports from his subordinates with the demeanor of a king.

suddenly...

A shadowy figure emerged from under the palace, and everyone present glanced at him.

"Your Highness! I have conveyed your will and sincerity to Mr. Lu from Longmen."

"Oh~~"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people present immediately became interested.

"Mr. Lu said that he would not consider joining any faction, but he also asked me to bring a message to Your Highness."

Then the "messenger" told Lu Yuan everything he had said.

However, Lu Yuan's original words caused a sneer from a graceful and noble man next to him.

"Just ignorant people, making me laugh, weak human beings"

The Blood Demon Lord slowly grinned, revealing his sharp fangs. His scarlet eyes contained a hint of madness and coldness.

However, after listening to this, Tracy fell into a brief contemplation.

Soon, he opened his eyes, and a strong sense of decisiveness and resolution flashed in his eyes.

"I admire Mr. Lu's philosophy and everything he has accomplished at Longmen, but Kazdel needs him..."

Tracy's eyes said it all.

Even though he deeply recognized Lu Yuan's ideas and admired everything he had done in Longmen, Tracys ultimately just wanted the people of Kazdel to have a "home" for the Sarkaz, or the Tikaz, so that the population could be freed from bondage and have enough to eat.

As a hawk.

Tracy was extremely resolute for Kazdel.

"Go and invite Mr. Lu back to Kazdel."

Since he has already decided to become an enemy of the world for Kazdel, he does not recommend doing anything else crazy.

"Hahaha~ Actually, I had no interest at first, Tracys. However, I didn't expect a tiny human to say such arrogant words. I have become somewhat interested in him."

"Even if I go there myself, I still don't know what his blood tastes like..."

Tracy glanced at the Blood Demon Lord Dukare coldly and frowned slightly.

"Make sure to bring Mr. Lu back safely. I won't let him get hurt!"

Tracy's aura surged instantly, causing the entire palace to shake.

The Blood Demon Lord, in Tracy's aura, smiled and said, "Don't worry, Tracy, I will definitely bring him back intact. I'm just purely curious about the strength of this arrogant human. I hope it will be interesting."

.............

Longmen, slums.

Block 46.

This is a block in the area occupied by the Red Flower Society, one of the largest gangs in the slums.

In the past, this neighborhood was controlled by a gang called the 'Seven'. The lives of ordinary people in the neighborhood were really not much different from those in other neighborhoods. They were poor and had no food to eat. As for the infected people, their lives were even more miserable.

Although under the control of the Rat King, any friction and conflict between large gangs is strictly prohibited, this is not the case for the small gangs below.

These small gangs would often break out into armed fights, and many people would die every time.

Ordinary people may even be affected.

For ordinary people living like this, it would be good enough to have a few days of peace, let alone have enough to eat.

However, for some unknown reason.

The gang members who used to bully ordinary people have actually quieted down in recent times. Not to mention the fights between small gangs, there has not even been any bullying of ordinary people.

It seemed to have completely disappeared, which was puzzling.

There are also rumors in various blocks that it was Mr. Lu who issued an order to prohibit these small gangs from squeezing ordinary people and bullying ordinary infected people, so these gangs are honest.

Speaking of Mr. Lu.

Except for the ordinary people in the area where the Blood Hand Gang is located, he is completely unfamiliar with the ordinary people in other areas.

But with the appearance of monsters not long ago.

He appeared on the stage riding on a giant wooden man over 300 meters tall. When he clapped his hands, it turned into a forest; when he raised his hand, it turned into a thousand-meter-high water dragon. He was like a god descending into the world.

Because I saw it with my own eyes.

After they learned about Mr. Lu's name, it naturally became deeply engraved in their hearts.

same.

Various rumors began to spread in the slums, the most common of which was that Mr. Lu had completely taken control of the entire slums, and all gangs obeyed Mr. Lu's orders.

Moreover, after Mr. Lu set foot in the slums, he has completely enabled the residents of many blocks outside the 79th block to live a happy and prosperous life.

of course.

Some people believe this, while others don't.

Those who don't believe will ask, since Mr. Lu is so great, why have they never received any favors from him?

Those who believe it think that Mr. Lu will soon come to them and bring about earth-shaking changes in their lives.

"Snowing..."

On the streets of Block 46, poor young infected people, half-naked, huddled in a corner.

He raised his head and looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky. His already dark face turned completely pale.

“This year is tough…”

Beside the young infected person, the other infected people also sighed heavily.

"Yeah... Chinese New Year is coming soon..."

"Right now, the wealthy people in Longmen's urban area should be staying in their warm homes with their families, eating delicious food, watching TV and chatting together..."

"I don't know when Mr. Lu will come..."

Someone raised his head, his eyes still filled with hope.

"You really believe it."

Someone nearby sneered.

"Mr. Lu is so capable, so why has he ignored us? After all, in the eyes of a big shot like him, we are no more than ants on the side of the road. He rewards us when he's pleased, and crushes us to death when he's unhappy."

"What qualifications do you have to say that about Mr. Lu?!"

"If it weren't for Mr. Lu, you would have died like this!!"

Someone nearby became excited.

The man didn't say anything else and kept silent. After all, Mr. Lu had saved them.

Although Mr. Lu saved the entire Longmen, doesn’t the entire Longmen also include them?

Just at this time.

Suddenly, waves of excited voices came from a distance.

"There's a stall in our neighborhood! They're setting up a stall! It says 'People's Grain Association' on the signboard!"

"It's the Civilian Grain Association! It's Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu is here!! He noticed us!!"

With many people shouting, the whole block suddenly became boiling. Some people stared with their eyes wide open in disbelief, while the refugees who had always believed were in tears, as if the wait had finally come.

In the sky.

Multiple loudspeaker drones hovered above the block in a matrix formation.

From the loudspeaker drone came the words that many refugees had been thinking about day and night.

"Dear residents, the Red Flower Society and its affiliated gangs have joined the Minliang Association and have become a complete part of it. From now on, this neighborhood will be under the responsibility of the Minliang Association."

"Please all residents of the neighborhood go to the main square to apply for an ID card. From now on, everyone will use the ID card to receive three free meals every day from the Food Association office, including those infected.

Breakfast is rice porridge or corn or other staple foods, lunch is rice or other staple foods, and dinner is rice porridge or other staple foods."

! ! ! !

When the news of free breakfast, lunch and dinner came out.

moment!

Everyone in the entire neighborhood was stunned.

They never dreamed that there would be a day when they could get food for free.

"Also... all residents can use their ID cards to collect their cotton bedding from the counter of the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations."

Cotton clothes!!!

Everyone in the entire block fell silent in an instant, and there was no sound at all in the entire block.

“In the future, the CPCA office will be permanently established in the neighborhood. Residents can go to the office for consultation if they have any needs or difficulties.”

"At the same time, Mr. Lu, the founder of the Minliang Association, would like to tell you that the Minliang Association cannot make everyone rich overnight. There is still a long way to go. This is all he can do for now. However, he has promised everyone that the future will only get better. Mr. Lu would like to wish everyone a happy new year in advance. I hope everyone will have a good year!"

After the person in charge of the block at the Minliang Association finished speaking, the drone flew back, and everyone in the entire block was still in a dazed silence.

No one speaks.

Everyone was wondering if they had heard it wrong.

Having been in the slums for so many years.

They had long been accustomed to hunger and all kinds of suffering, but now, the feeling of the rain from heaven made them a little uncomfortable, and they even couldn't believe it was real.

Someone was pinching his mouth hard, trying to make sure whether it was a dream.

finally...

The moment the first cheer rang out.

In the entire block, tens of thousands of people suddenly burst into excited shouts. Everyone was partying and jumping around, as if they wanted to crush the ground, as if they wanted to take the heart out of their bodies and throw it in their hands.

"What are you still waiting for? Go get your license plate!"

Finally, someone reminded me.

At this time.

Many people present only then reacted. The scene of tens of thousands of people running wildly was more shocking than any movie. Everyone ran desperately to the Minliang Association office and lined up to apply for license plates.

And at this time.

A large stall has been set up in front of the office entrance.

Apart from some unfamiliar faces, many of the people helping out here are members of the 'Seven' gang.

In the past, these people who were used to traveling so arrogantly were now working there submissively. Some of them even served as NPC guides, leading the way for ordinary refugees and infected people.

Such treatment was unimaginable in the past.

When the first person applied for an ID card and entered it into the computer, he used the ID card to receive a large bowl of fragrant and hot rice, and then received a set of thick cotton clothes and bedding at the window next to him.

He just felt unreal.