Aoba Office

Wu Ling continued: "Nangong and Mushroom noticed some movement at that time. We went to that place in the afternoon to have a look. The people had evacuated. Judging from the surveillance, he left Minqing and got on the high-speed rail. No trace."

I felt a sense of relief, but also a sense of disappointment.

However, no matter where that new thing escaped to, my dream should be able to lock its past.

Thinking about this, I cheered up again.

Wu Ling's narration has not stopped yet.

"When I say it disappeared, I meant it disappeared completely. I tried several spells but couldn't find it. We missed the opportunity and alerted the snake." Wu Ling admitted their mistake frankly.

But I didn’t think about the review, and I still didn’t understand Wu Ling’s words about “disappearing completely.”

"My ability should be enough..." I hesitated.

Wu Ling said: "I'm not sure whether your ability can be used. At least, traditional methods are ineffective against it. After Nangong and Mushroom watched the surveillance, they also discovered something was wrong... In Nangong's words, It’s just that the frequency is different, it’s really something new, different from anything that’s ever appeared in this world before.”

"You mean, it's possible that I can't dream about it?" I was a little surprised.

"This is just my speculation. There are some differences between what they saw and what they heard. When You Qiqi died, the new thing should have discovered our existence, or it might just have discovered that its own power was being used. It was eliminated, so I changed my state.”

I was a little surprised.

"So the abilities of the two of them only noticed the abnormal movement at that moment. In the subsequent monitoring, the new thing suddenly disappeared, that is, it was adjusted. Now, we cannot find it. Can your ability find it? , we don’t know.” Wu Ling said.

Although her tone was the same as before, it was also a vague "I don't know", but I always felt that she was already sure that I couldn't dream of that new thing.

This is not something that is too difficult for me to accept, but it makes me regretful and a little unwilling.

Just let that thing go like this, not knowing whether it will occupy other cities and continue to harm people, or when it may come back. How can people be willing to let it go?

After finishing the call with Wu Ling, I reported the news to Shouzi and others in the group, and I felt a little unmotivated.

After dinner, I went to bed early.

But I don’t know if Wu Ling was right. I tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep. After I fell asleep, I didn’t dream anything.

When I woke up the next day, I felt like I was not well rested and was very tired.

The weekend is over and I go to work on Monday.

I was involved in a major accident in this city. I was in a coma for a week and was hospitalized for another week. After I returned to my work, many people came to care and greet me. The old leader also came to our office and asked about my physical condition.

For two weeks, I have a rest, but the skinny guys still have to work.

The voting on the demolition compensation package is almost complete. Ninety percent of property owners voted to make their choice. The remaining people have basically confirmed their abstention.

In the past two days, in addition to lobbying property owners who have not yet voted to make decisions, we have also counted the existing votes.

The statistical results were similar to what we originally expected. The votes for the two proposals were almost the same, neither reaching an absolute majority.

When we were eating in the cafeteria at noon, Jiang You and his group were as worried as us.

I was only injured and hospitalized. Zheng Wei and his family were all dead, and the situation was even worse. Jiang You's team is missing a colleague, and the atmosphere in the office is also very bad. In the past two weeks, their work progress has naturally been affected.

Our two groups were very worried when they walked into the cafeteria. After communicating with other groups, we found that everyone's voting results were actually similar. Neither of them got an absolute majority of votes, nor did they achieve 100% voting. Not to mention 100% valid votes.

If you think about it carefully, this is actually not surprising.

Several plans provided by the demolition office have different calculation methods, but for most families, the difference caused by different calculation methods is relatively small. Those families that are particularly poor, have a particularly large or small population, are always in the minority. Most of the families living in the demolition area are small families with three generations living under one roof and four or five people. No matter how many there are, there are rarely more than ten people.

In this case, it is basically impossible for a certain plan to be elected with a high number of votes.

This is also the result envisioned from the beginning of the program design.

However, it is not we, the grassroots employees of the demolition office, who decide the plan, and it is not our groups who directly face the property owners who design the plan. There will always be some contradictions between theory and reality in the work.

The problem now is that the results of the first vote are not so "pretty".

If everyone is not "pretty", then no one will be criticized.

Next is the problem that Director Ma of the Propaganda Department needs to grapple with - how to describe this first vote as "beautiful".

This kind of thing won't make it into the domestic news, and the Minqing local station may not broadcast it, but reports must be written and records kept. Maybe it may be uncovered in the future to make a documentary on urban changes.

Someone always needs to take this seriously.

That has nothing to do with us low-level civil servants.

As soon as they communicated with each other, no one was doing well. Everyone relaxed and went back to the office to write reports and summaries, and handed them in together with the voting papers.

In the next two days, there were meetings one after another to analyze the results of this round of voting and discuss the process of the next round of voting.

The final plan may not be a certain one. The property owners may be consulted to combine the plans with equal votes, or it may become an optional flexible compensation method.

Meetings are something that must be done, but are very annoying.

It is not us at the grassroots level who make the final decision, but we still have to be prepared to speak and give our own suggestions.

Going round after round is exhausting both physically and mentally.

No matter how kind the old leader's attitude is, he can't make the meeting relaxed and enjoyable.

During this time, I did not enter dreamland.

Wu Ling was probably right, I couldn't use my ability to possess that thing.

Work relieves some of my anxiety and disappointment.

When this stage of work comes to an end, our groups will move on to the next stage, making bulletin boards, preparing to announce the voting results, and appease and guide property owners to enter the second vote. We will also get rid of one meeting after another.

Those responsible for publicity and formulating compensation plans are also busy again, preparing content for the second vote.

Time flies very fast at this moment.

When my sister said she was going on a graduation trip, I realized that it was already August.

These little girls have come out of the shadow of the movie city and are in the mood to go out and play again.

The original travel plan was taken out, and the tour group, air tickets, and luggage were also moved out, but it was completely renovated.

This time, they were a separate traveling group composed of little girls. In addition to my sister's high school classmates, several of her close friends from junior high school were also brought together. A classmate led a classmate, and more than 20 girls of the same grade formed a group to travel together.

Naturally, I was a little worried, but I had no reason to stop her. I could only remind her to be careful. I consulted Wu Ling and asked my sister to wear the amulet.

"Don't worry, brother, we are looking for an international travel agency, and the itinerary has been booked. I have packed all my things." My sister pressed her chest and winked at me, hinting that she was wearing the amulet.

I could only rub her head, help her carry her luggage, and send her to the chartered car.

There were all girls in the car, laughing and joking, waving to me through the window imitating their younger sisters.

I couldn't help but laugh and watched the bus drive away.