I can find treasures in my dreams

Anling City.

It was already daybreak.

Yang Fan had no idea that his act of hunting mutant macaques had stirred up a huge undercurrent in Daxia.

At this time, he was strolling in a street market with a backpack on his back.

The so-called "street market" is actually a small market spontaneously organized by residents of one or several communities.

Residents took out idle items, such as electronic products such as mobile phones, or frozen meat and other foods, and even gold and silver jewelry, and put them on the street stalls for sale.

Of course.

Some residents took out frozen meat to sell, not because they had too much meat at home to eat, but because they were reluctant to eat it and wanted to exchange it for more food.

Yang Fan looked at the crowded market and sighed in his heart: "In a new era, humans will always spontaneously form a new social ecology."

To describe it in terms, this is - productivity determines production relations.

Yang Fan strolled for a while and soon discovered two things.

The first thing - there were more patrolling soldiers.

He walked for less than ten minutes and met two teams of patrolling soldiers, each of whom was holding a gun.

A thought popped up in his mind: "What happened in Daxia again?"

The second thing - there are many foreigners here.

He walked around for a while and saw at least thirty blond and blue-eyed foreigners, either setting up a small stall or buying things in the crowd.

Yang Fan found a friendly auntie and asked, "Why are there so many foreigners here?"

The auntie glanced at him and said, "Young man, are you from another place?"

Yang Fan made up an excuse, "Seeking refuge with relatives."

The auntie then replied, "These foreigners exchanged a lot of supplies for Daxia resident certificates, and the government settled more than a thousand people in Anling City."

Yang Fan thought of his neighbors upstairs and suddenly realized, "These foreigners are quite smart!"

The auntie looked proud and said, "Daxia is the safest country in the world. I have read a lot of international news recently. Other countries are in a mess."

Yang Fan nodded, "Indeed."

The auntie was quite talkative and talked about another piece of news, "I heard recently that the government plans to start the first batch of large-scale immigration in advance.

"It is said that the first batch of immigrants involves 30 million people, all of whom are residents of the most remote areas. Hedong Province will settle at least 2 million immigrants."

The auntie commented again, "I really don't know why the government is so anxious? The resettlement houses prepared for the immigrants have not been completed, and they are rushing people here. "

Yang Fan said: "Yes, immigrants can only live in tents after they come, which is too pitiful."

This lady is just an ordinary person and doesn't understand the ins and outs of it.

But he knows in his heart that this is definitely related to the poisonous mosquitoes.

After all, the territory of Daxia is too vast. Once the poisonous mosquito disaster breaks out, the government will definitely not take care of remote areas.

In order to reduce civilian casualties, it is the best choice to migrate in advance before the poisonous mosquito swarms appear on a large scale.

The two were chatting happily.

Suddenly, there was a little trouble not far away.

"Woof!"

There was only a dog barking.

A big snow-white dog, which should be a foreign dog breed, suddenly rushed over.

The quarrel broke out immediately.

"Your dog bit my things."

"The dog is ignorant, so it bit it."

"This is your dog, of course you have to be responsible!"

"What's wrong with you? Isn't it shameful for an adult to argue with a dog? "

Yang Fan looked over and saw a young woman arguing with a skinny old lady.

The old lady seemed to be the dog owner, with an unreasonable and shameless face.

The young woman was so angry that she was shaking, and tears came out of the corners of her eyes, but she couldn't do anything about the other party.

Yang Fan retracted his gaze and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with that old lady?"

Now is a period of material scarcity, and the old lady can actually afford to keep a dog. Obviously, her identity is not simple.

The aunt lowered her voice with disgust: "The son of this old thing used to be a gangster, and he suddenly awakened his superpowers not long ago.

"This dog has caused trouble more than once or twice, and the old lady always protects it, and the patrol station can't do anything."

Yang Fan suddenly realized.

Daxia provides quite generous benefits for people with superpowers, and direct relatives will also receive extra care.

The old lady's son hit the jackpot, and once he became rich, his old mother also lived a good life.

But her character is very bad. Not only does she not do good things, but she also bullies people, and seems to enjoy it.

After a while,

The quarrel was over.

The young woman thought she was unlucky, wiped her tears, packed up her stall and left.

The old lady was very proud.

The big dog ran back again, circling around the old lady, wagging its tail happily.

Yang Fan said goodbye to the old lady, walked past her, and coughed lightly.

The big dog shook its ears and looked over subconsciously.

Yang Fan glanced at it calmly, and happened to meet the big dog's eyes.

At this moment.

His eyes flashed.

Then.

Yang Fan turned his head and walked over slowly.

Five seconds later.

"Ah~"

A shrill scream rang out.

The arrogant old lady just now sat down on the dirty ground, holding her right hand tightly and crying.

A lot of blood had already flowed out from between her fingers.

Everyone around was stunned.

Bystanders could clearly see that the big dog suddenly went crazy and bit hard at the old lady's right hand, directly biting off a large piece of meat.

But out of some tacit understanding, no one was willing to come to the rescue.

Many people even seemed happy to hear it.

"Woof! Woof!"

The big dog barked a few times and ran away in the distance.

Passers-by didn't dare to stop him, so they all dodged.

Yang Fan watched this scene and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

This is naturally a good thing he did.

After a while.

A piece of news came - the big dog committed suicide!

The big dog rushed to the river on the east side of the community, climbed over the guardrail and jumped down.

As a result, the ice on the river broke, and the big dog fell into the icy water and drowned alive.

Many people clapped their hands and cheered when they heard the news.

Yang Fan nodded slightly: "The ice layer has become a lot thinner. As I expected, the first batch of poisonous mosquito swarms will appear soon."

He glanced at his watch and muttered in a very low voice: "There's still a quarter of an hour before the red lightning is coming."

*

Ten minutes later.

Several patrol officers received the alert and rushed to the scene of the incident.

The patrol sergeant leading the team, Miao Jiancheng, looked at the wailing old lady and sighed helplessly.

Inspector Miao really felt a headache for the old lady who repeatedly caused trouble.

Punishment?

As mentioned above, people with special abilities contribute to the country and their families must take appropriate care of them.

The patrol department had no choice but to make peace with the situation.

A patrolman whispered: "She lost so much blood and she was howling so vigorously. It seems that she really doesn't lack nutrition."

Patrol Sergeant Miao glared at his subordinates and warned, "Do you want to be complained?"

The patrolman quickly shut up.

Patrol Sergeant Miao coaxed the old lady for a while and said kindly: "Aunt Li, can I take you to the hospital in the patrol car?"

But the old lady made a fool of herself: "I can't walk now, please call the doctor over."

Inspector Miao suppressed his displeasure and continued to coax the old lady: "Aunt Li..."

The words are not finished yet.

"Boom!"

There was a loud thunder.

The originally cloudy sky suddenly darkened a lot, looking like dusk.

Inspector Miao trembled all over and instinctively looked to the sky.

The next moment.

Including this group of patrolmen, the hair of more than two hundred people within a radius of tens of meters stood up and turned into afros.

Inspector Miao was startled and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful of lightning strikes!"

The words just fell.

Dozens of red lightnings, like thunder of judgment descended by the gods, descended from the high sky.

Inspector Miao saw with his own eyes that the sky flashed and a particularly thick bolt of lightning struck right at him.

He couldn't help but close his eyes and thought to himself: "It's over!"

The patrol chief has read a lot of internal information. Recently, many strange red lightning incidents have occurred across the country. So far, more than 800 people have been killed by lightning strikes.

He never imagined that one day he would encounter such a thing.

besides.

Patrol Sergeant Miao also smelled a nasty smell on the tip of his nose.

He didn't need to open his eyes to know that this man must be an old lady who hated dogs and was so frightened that her pants were wet.

A strange thought came to his mind: If the old lady was killed, the lightning might have done a good deed.

However.

Inspector Miao waited for several seconds.

But nothing happened.

He couldn't help but open his eyes and found that the afros of the people around him had all returned to their original state.

Inspector Miao was startled for a moment, feeling like he had narrowly escaped death.

The lightning didn't come!

I'm alive!