Waste Wood Will Start Counterattack Today

   Chapter 187 Have you seen enough?

   After reading the information about the garrison before the end of the world, Jian Shuisu and Xue Dashou both fell into deep thought.

   Ling Zi led Gao Ba, Ling Ada and others, waiting for them in the restaurant on the rooftop of the trading house outside the abandoned pit.

   When Jian Shuisu and Xue Dashou came back, Ling Zi hurriedly got up and asked:

   "How's it going? Have you found the management data of the pre-apocalyptic garrison? Have you brought back all the data?"

   "It's all in here."

   Jian Shuisu gave Ling Zi the USB flash drive in his hand and sighed with a dignified expression.

  Ling Zi, who was standing in front of him, looked at him suspiciously and asked:

   "A Shui, why do you look so ugly?"

   "It's nothing, I just think it's too easy to garrison, it's different from what we thought before."

   He said, turning his eyes to the scenery outside the rooftop restaurant.

   The rooftop restaurant above the trading house is open to the outside world. As more and more survivors of the abandoned pit come to the ground, the rooftop restaurant of this trading house is also getting bigger and bigger.

   Originally there was only one amusement park, but now there is a museum.

  This museum was built by Lingzi’s abandoned pit management system, half of which are pre-apocalyptic antiques bought from various households.

  A lot of antiques can’t be distinguished from how many years ago, so a special organization has to be set up to find out the origin and year of these antiques.

   The other half of the antiques were found in the pre-apocalyptic material warehouse. These are clearly registered in terms of age and origin, and there are even things from thousands of years ago.

In the pre-apocalyptic material library, these items from thousands of years ago have been recorded in detail, how to preserve them, and how to maintain them. Ling Zi looked at it. I was afraid that a group of people would study these things. A special group of people.

  Ling Zi walked over, raised her hand, touched Jian Shuisu's arm, and asked with concern:

   "A Shui, are you okay?"

   He shook his head and nodded again, not knowing how to describe the feeling in his heart.

   At this time, Jian Shuisu felt a sense of grandeur in his heart, which he had never experienced before. For the first time, he knew that the purpose of the garrison was never to be happy.

  Although Jian Shuisu has always believed that he has done a good enough job, when he was in Longcheng, he was hired to be the garrison commander of Longcheng, and he got along quite well with those garrisoners.

   But he just did a good job, and he never understood the essence of garrison.

   Being a garrison, you will be a garrison all your life, it is a very fascinating profession, and no one will think about leaving.

  The big clock in the rooftop restaurant is approaching noon little by little. The survivors who farmed in the abandoned pit have already finished work and are ready to eat lunch. Some women brought their children to eat. After the meal, they will go to the museum later.

  Some children excitedly held their mother's hand, while carrying ancient poems, they ran to the dining table.

  Jian Shuisu turned sideways and held Ling Zi's wrist. He looked into her eyes and touched her head with the other hand.

"We should thank the 'country' that created this abandoned pit. If there is no organization called 'country' to keep these things intact, maybe we don't even know where we came from and what happened. Where are you going in the future, Zizi, it's really nice to meet you."

   There is no historical period in which development is smooth, there will always be many turbulences, and in the end people struggle to survive and develop in survival.

   The garrison is the most basic guarantee for the survival of the human race.

   Hearing Jian Shuisu say:

"Maybe our Xiangcheng garrison is not the same as the Longcheng garrison, nor is it the same as the garrison in many cities. The garrison system I want to do is not for profit, and it may continue to eat money, Zizi, You will lose a lot of money on this, but if you really bring the Xiangcheng garrison to the same garrison before the end of the world, our Xiangcheng and the abandoned pit will be the most indestructible places in this apocalypse."

   He was afraid that Ling Zi would disagree, so he asked cautiously:

   "Do you want me to do this garrison system?"

  Ling Zi half understood, she didn't understand why Jian Shuisu seemed to have undergone some kind of baptism, and the tone of speech was all solemn.

   But Jian Shuisu only seemed to be enlightened without any bad negative emotions, so Ling Zi felt relieved.

   She raised her face slightly and looked at Jian Shuisu with a smile,

   "Whatever you want to do, do whatever you want. I will support you no matter what you do."

As for Jian Shuisu, Ling Zi did not have any considerations or precautions for him. If someone else wants to build something, Ling Zi will ask Ling Ada to calculate the rate of return for her, but what Jian Shuisu wants to do, Ling Zi will not think so much about it. .

   She nodded, took a step back, looked at Jian Shuisu carefully, nodded and said:

   "Well, looking at it this way, I used to think that you should be a garrison, and you should be a garrison by nature."

After   , Ling Zi turned around and went to find Ling Xiaoer. Now Ling Xiaoer is in charge of the accounts of Xiangcheng and Abandoned Pit, and Ling A is in charge of the supplies in the two places. If you want to get money, you have to ask Ling Xiaoer to sign.

   She was about to leave, but Jian Shuisu grabbed her wrist.

  Ling Zi only felt that her body was being pulled back by a force, she stumbled and fell into Jian Shuisu's arms.

   In the rooftop restaurant, there are large dark green plant leaves, one leaf is taller than a person, Ling Zi was taken advantage of by Jian Shuisu, and the two hid in a few large leaves.

   "Do what?"

  Ling Zi looked up at Jian Shuisu.

   He stretched out his hand, took off the mask on her face, lowered his head, looked at her with dark eyes, and said in a low voice:

   "I haven't seen your face for a long time, let me see."

   "It's not that you won't be allowed to see it, return it to me."

  Ling Zi raised her hand to get the mask in Jian Shuisu's hand. Her heart beat faster by Jian Shuisu's move.

   The little daughter's delicate state was revealed, her cheeks were slightly red, and she reached out to grab the mask in Jian Shuisu's hand.

   He hid the mask behind his back and looked at her face, his eyes never blinking.

  Ling Zi was embarrassed by the cheek he looked at, so she stopped grabbing the mask in Jian Shuisu's hand, stomped her feet and asked him,

   "Have you seen enough."

"not yet."

Jian Shuisu stretched out a hand and put it lightly on Ling Zi's face. The little girl who used to be grown up, her cheeks were red, and she knew she was shy. Careful to see, she can still look indifferent.

   Outside the large leaves, more and more people entered the restaurant to eat, and the voices began to roar. The leaves blocked the room. Jian Shuisu raised his hand and put the black-gold beast head mask on Ling Zi gently.

   He just looked and did nothing.

   (end of this chapter)