fight elves

The Little Lada group chose to go north along the Han coastline, and the situation in the entire country suddenly became complicated and subtle.

On the second day after the purple rats massacred the city, the media's trend began to gradually change.

"The people of a certain city in Fuzhou spontaneously petitioned, hoping that the superiors would send fighter jets to bomb a large area, sacrifice themselves, and prevent the elves from moving north!"

"One for a thousand, the dedication of the people of a certain city in Fuzhou!"

"How to use minimal losses in exchange for huge victories!"

"Stop the Elf Rattata from going north! An affectionate confession from all the people in a certain city in Fu Province."

Many media began to publish statements supporting the intervention of a large number of troops and the leveling of coastal cities, hoping to exchange for the opportunity to annihilate the Rattada group at the cost of a small number of human beings.

What's more, the article published actually believed that the cities attacked by the elves should have secretly developed something bad that caused the elves to materialize.

Their sacrifice was divine punishment.

Nanfang Daily and other media were inexplicably surprised at how the recent rumors turned out to be about sacrificing a small number of humans in the southern region in exchange for peace in the Han Dynasty.

The media representing the interests of the province immediately refuted such remarks that sacrificed a small number of human beings in the southern region.

Some major newspapers also appeared to argue this point of view.

Nearly a hundred media outlets published relevant articles, creating a heated debate.

He Zhongyue just had a party with her junior high school classmate Shan Zheyan yesterday. When she woke up this morning, she noticed the abnormal phenomenon in the media and her expression was quite surprised.

"The mainstream media has an ambiguous attitude and has not clearly opposed the ridiculous proposal of sacrificing a small number of human beings." He Zhongyue squinted and took out a local newspaper, guessing whether there was something new happening on the front line against the Rattata.

The cornerstone of the stability of human society is not the so-called collective sense, but the sense of security of each individual.

For social insects such as ants, in order to protect the queen and reserve queens, even if the insect colony is almost wiped out and the sacrifice is huge, as long as the mother insect lives, everything is worth it.

But this does not apply to humans. Human society recognizes and protects individual selfishness and interests.

The sacrifice of a small number of people in Fuzhou is not so much to safeguard the interests of the entire human collective, but rather to destroy the selfishness and personal interests of each human being.

In essence, it is another group of selfish people safeguarding their own personal interests under the banner of collectivism.

"The higher-ups will probably not agree to this stupid approach." He Zhongyue put down the newspaper and took a deep breath. "Sacrificing a small number of humans to resist Little Ratta's proposal is destroying the sense of security of most human beings."

Once this plan is implemented, the upper management will completely lose the trust of the people, because most human beings who have no right to choose have no idea when they will be sacrificed.

Fear will eat away at the helpless hearts of humans and eventually, inevitably, consume the entire world.

"You are so powerful, you should have thought of a way to repel Rattata, right?" Riolu jumped out from the bedroom window. It flapped its big black ears, read the information in the newspaper, and peeped at He Zhongyue. expression.

"I did think of it, but I speak lightly." He Zhongyue squinted her eyes and answered lazily, "My plan has a high success rate and small losses, but the executor needs to withstand a lot of pressure in the early stage."

Riolu's eyes flashed and he asked, "What is it?"

He Zhongyue shook his head and remained silent.

He Zhongyue had already learned from his sister that the two police officers had visited again at noon yesterday.

It was a pity that the two police officers who came had low official positions. He Zhongyue did not think that they had enough confidence and resources to handle this matter that would cause huge controversy from the beginning.

He Zhongyue's method not only requires a large amount of funding, but the plan executors also need to withstand huge pressure in the early stage.

In the final analysis, He Zhongyue has no expectations at all whether the superiors will adopt his opinions.

"Don't ask. Unless we are at the end of our rope, the probability of my plan being adopted by the superiors is almost zero." He Zhongyue waved her hand across from Riolu, who looked disappointed, and laughed twice.

He Zhongyue knows that senior leaders have their own think tanks, and it is not He Zhongyue's turn to dictate.

"I understand, so what am I going to do today?" Riolu saw that He Zhongyue did not tell him the plan for no other reason, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He replied to He Zhongyue through the waveguide, with a look of joy on his face.

Yesterday morning, when the Rattada swarm attacked, Riolu was commanded by He Zhongyue and kept rescuing people throughout the whole process without even taking a single head.

Without killing the other elves and absorbing their data, Riolu's strength would naturally not increase, which made Riolu a little bit unable to sit still.

"Yesterday, the Rattata swarm attacked, which delayed my progress in finding grass-type elves." He Zhongyue said with her fingers, "It has been more than 24 hours since I planted the persimmon fruit. The fruit tree is probably in bloom already. The results have come. Once all the fruits are picked, we will go out to find suitable grass elves."

The persimmon fruit that relieved the elves from their chaotic state was planted the night before.

"Someone is coming!" As soon as He Zhongyue finished speaking, Riolu's figure flashed and disappeared in the grass.

Then He Zhongyue saw his mother coming in from outside the yard, followed by a tricycle.

The car contained more than a dozen bags of rice and various fruits.

The disaster caused by the Rattata swarm reminds many people of the end of the world, and the phenomenon of stockpiling has long been commonplace.

He Zhongyue stepped aside and walked towards the southeast corner of the yard.

Before seeing the fruit trees, He Zhongyue smelled a faint fragrance.

It takes 24 hours from the time the persimmon fruit is planted until it is ready for picking, and the number of fruits is usually about four to twenty.

Ripe persimmon fruits are pink in appearance, about five centimeters in diameter, and have hard flesh.

He Zhongyue recalled the information about the persimmon fruit in his mind, and couldn't help but quicken his pace, and finally came to several persimmon fruit trees.

"The fruit is ripe! It's incredible!" Riolu arrived in front of the persimmon tree first. He rubbed his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Judging from the shape, aroma, hardness and color of the leaves, it is clear that the persimmon fruits are fully mature within two days.

Riolu carefully inspected the persimmon fruits on the fruit tree. He could no longer suppress his excitement and paced back and forth.

He Zhongyue was a little surprised at first when he saw that Riolu was happier than him and not as arrogant as usual, but he soon figured out the reason.

It is almost impossible for tree fruits to exist in the real world, and most elves feed on tree fruits. He Zhongyue's success in planting tree fruits in the real world is equivalent to solving the problem of Riolu's future eating habits.

"It seems Riolu is still not very used to human food." He Zhongyue thought of this and looked at the surrounding environment.

Instead of waiting for the expected elf next to the fruit tree, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression changed, and then returned to normal, "I thought that once the fruit tree blooms and bears fruit, it will definitely attract pests, but I waited for a long time yesterday afternoon, and even the elf's I didn’t see any shadows either. Is it because the number of insect elves among the elves that have materialized near my house is too rare, or is it because of the previous arrangement that the smell of Riolu’s urine successfully scared away the insect elves?”

In the elf world, tree fruits planted generally suffer from three different disasters: insect pests, drought, and weeds.

Insect pests, one of the three disasters, refer to the phenomenon that insect-type spirits are attracted by factors such as the aroma of fruits and gather in large numbers.

There are no insect pests in the fruit trees planted in the real world, but there is no joy on He Zhongyue's face.

"Hey, if there are no insect pests, it will be a bit troublesome to increase the fruit yield." He Zhongyue looked at the four persimmon fruits on each fruit tree. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at the clear sky above. , murmured to himself, "I'm going out for a walk today, hoping to find a suitable grass-type elf to solve this problem."

Three kinds of disasters related to fruit trees require humans to carry out three different operations of insect removal, watering and weeding of fruit trees respectively.

Regardless of the cumbersome process, once humans successfully achieve these three points and overcome the three disasters, the fruit production will be a blessing in disguise and reach its peak.

This is the secret to a fruitful harvest.