I can find treasures in my dreams

Yang Fan found that the crow companion was more useful than expected.

Because he could actually share the crow's vision.

Of course.

It was not without limitations.

It was quite clear within 500 meters, no different from seeing it with your own eyes.

It was a little blurry within 1,000 meters, and even blurrier within 2,000 meters, and you couldn't see the face clearly. It couldn't be shared beyond 3,000 meters.

Despite this, it was still a very powerful ability.

Yang Fan ordered the crow to hover around and observe the situation around the community from the perspective of birds.

He soon noticed an anomaly: "There used to be a lot of people walking their dogs nearby, but now there seem to be fewer dogs."

The reason.

It was self-evident.

Yang Fan couldn't help but "haha": "Dogs are the most loyal friends of humans!"

After a while.

He discovered another little thing.

A luxury car drove onto the sidewalk and stopped. A middle-aged fat man got out of the car and walked away without looking back.

The sidewalk was not wide and was blocked all of a sudden.

Pedestrians had to bypass a green belt to pass.

Due to various reasons, fewer people drive to and from get off work recently, and many people park their cars, making parking spaces more scarce.

But you can't find a parking space, and you can't park on the sidewalk.

Yang Fan said, "Pooh!" "What a wicked thing!"

The Yuewan community where he lives has a relatively tight parking space, and people often park their cars randomly, causing traffic jams, so he hates such people.

He watched the middle-aged fat man enter a convenience store and ordered, "Bomb this dog for me!"

"Quack!"

A few crows cried, magically ringing in my mind.

Then.

Yang Fan witnessed the performance of the crows.

He just gave an order and did not give specific instructions, but the performance of the crows really surprised him.

*

"Squeak!"

Accompanied by a light sound.

The door of the convenience store was pushed open.

The middle-aged fat man took a box of cigarettes and walked leisurely towards the community in front.

The guy walked more than ten meters and suddenly heard a crow cry from above his head.

"Gua!"

He was about to look up when he saw a white ball of something falling from the sky and landing accurately on his shoulder.

The middle-aged fat man turned his head and saw that his face was a little green.

It was a ball of bird shit!

He cursed "spicy Gobi" in a rage and quickly began to search his pockets, trying to find something to wipe off the disgusting bird shit.

The next moment.

The middle-aged fat man suddenly felt that his head and neck seemed to be hit by something wet.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his neck, took his hand in front of him and took a look, and his face suddenly turned greener.

It was bird shit again!

And there were two balls!

The middle-aged fat man cursed "Fuck" in a panic and quickly turned around and rushed to the sidewalk.

He had remembered that there was a pack of tissues in the car.

After more than ten seconds.

The middle-aged fat man ran to his car.

He immediately saw that three crows were stepping on the hood, walking back and forth from time to time, making a sharp "sizzling" sound.

The middle-aged fat man waved his hand stained with bird shit and shouted angrily: "Get out of here!"

The three crows were frightened and spread their wings and flew up.

But they did not fly far, but landed on a tree not far away.

The middle-aged fat man looked at the hood and his old face twitched fiercely.

There were at least twenty white scratches on the hood, which were particularly eye-catching against the black paint.

He knew that this was definitely the work of the crows.

The crow's claws were so sharp that it was not difficult to make such scratches.

The middle-aged fat man was extremely annoyed, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "Call the police?"

He shook his head and dispelled this absurd idea.

Because the patrolmen of the patrol station would not arrest the crow and put him in jail, they would only persuade him to report insurance and secretly laugh at the unlucky guy.

"Quack! Quack!"

The sound of crow hooves came again.

It seemed to be mocking him.

The middle-aged fat man was furious. He picked up a stone from the roadside and threw it at a crow.

What a pity.

The stone hit nothing.

The crow was very smart and had flown away long ago.

The middle-aged fat man had a lot of anger but nowhere to vent it. He could only open the car door with extreme frustration, wipe the bird droppings in a hurry, and then start the car and leave.

There was no way.

Now I smell of bird droppings all over my body, so I can only go home and take a shower.

*

Yuewan Community.

Yang Fan looked surprised: "The cooperation of the crows is quite powerful."

He thought of more application occasions: "In the future, when I look for strange objects, I can use my crow partners to search, and I don't have to search in the wild for several days."

With the efficiency of six crows, it is enough to turn over a mountain in a day.

As for him, he just needs to lie down comfortably.

Yang Fan rubbed his forehead and decided to take a rest.

Because I have conquered so many partners, I have consumed a lot of mental energy.

It was seven o'clock in the evening.

The heavy press conference of the Daxia Council started on time.

Although Yuewan Community and its surroundings are still without electricity, it does not affect the residents' viewing of the press conference.

The official broadcast is broadcast simultaneously on the radio. As long as you use the radio on your mobile phone or download an APP, you can listen to the content of the press conference.

Yang Fan sat on the sofa, staring at the spokesperson on the TV screen without blinking.

He has the Thunder Branch, a rare item, as a power source, so he can watch TV even if there is a power outage.

This press conference uses a public television broadcast channel, which can be watched smoothly without the Internet.

He has a hunch that the country will show something at the press conference, so he turned on the TV.

"Today I stand on the podium with mixed feelings, because Daxia is about to usher in a historic moment."

Several figures sat upright, each with a very serious expression.

These people are the representatives who spoke.

"You should know that in the past six months, disasters have occurred frequently around the world, and the entire Canglan Star is facing a serious crisis."

"In order to cope with this comprehensive crisis and protect the lives and property of all Daxia citizens, I hereby announce that Daxia will officially enter a state of emergency from now on."

Yang Fan murmured: "Sure enough!"

He had guessed this a long time ago.

But the next sentence surprised him greatly.

"From now on, the Daxia Emergency Act will also officially take effect, and the implementation period of the Act is tentatively set at thirty years!"

Yang Fan was stunned: "Why thirty years?"

In the living room upstairs.

A middle-aged couple in their fifties and their son in his twenties were listening to the sound coming from the mobile phone radio.

"...Tentatively set at thirty years!"

The family of three shouted when they heard "thirty years".

"So long?"

"Is it necessary to be so long?"

The family looked at each other, all puzzled.

Downstairs.

Yang Fan quickly guessed the answer to a question that ordinary people couldn't figure out: "Perhaps Canglan Star has not really descended to the original world, and the whole process will continue for another thirty years."

He was a little frightened: "This process is probably full of crises, otherwise Daxia would not make such a decision."

He then came to another conclusion: "My judgment is correct. Daxia does have intelligence sources and has a certain understanding of the original world."

"Next, I will briefly introduce the terms of the Daxia Emergency Act.

"First, Daxia will launch a large-scale conscription.

"Second, Daxia will set up an engineering corps and recruit engineers."

Yang Fan was surprised: "So many?"

He then realized: "The situation has been so chaotic recently, and there are too many unemployed people. It is better to recruit them into the army and the engineering corps."

"Third, in the next month, Daxia's material supply will be fully converted to a rationing system."

Yang Fan was very fortunate: "Fortunately, I stockpiled so many materials in advance, otherwise I couldn't buy them even if I had money."

In the living room upstairs.

When the middle-aged couple heard about the "rationing system", they immediately complained to each other.

"The day before yesterday, I asked you to go to the underground market to buy food, but you thought it was too expensive. Now you can't buy it now?"

"Daxia will not let us starve to death!"

"It's true that we won't starve to death, but you want to have one more meal, no way!"

The young son was busy trying to persuade them to stop fighting: "Mom and Dad, stop arguing, the press conference is not over yet."

"Fourth, Daxia..."