Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

【Xiaoye? 】

Yu Jinlian just flashed this question, and this sentence already appeared in the dialog box in front of him.

[Lord City Lord: Does anyone else know that your potion was broken? 】

Yu Jinlian shook his head subconsciously.

[Lord City Lord: I don’t want anyone else to know what happened between us. I just treated your wounds. You can explain the rest by yourself. 】

[Lord City Lord: I have no choice but to bring you in. I can’t perform surgery on you if you don’t come in. However, I will set you up as a long-term expatriate, which will not affect your normal actions in Hailin. How can you live your life in the past? How to live, you can contact me directly if you have anything, but I will not contact you again unless there are special circumstances. 】

[Lord City Lord: Commander Yan and Wen Renxiao are both outside. Remember what I said, this is a secret between us]

This was the last sentence. As these words came out, Ye Buqing stood up, twisted his neck, and stretched as usual.

Yu Jinlian was in a state of confusion. After closing the dialog box in front of him, he leaned on the bedside and silently looked at Ye Buqing who was walking around the room.

Is this a superpower? Or are you talking about strange powers and chaos? Pictures flashed in Yu Jinlian's mind, from Ye Buqing's assault boat, all kinds of food, to the mysterious potion she gave them.

It was a medicine he had never heard of or seen before. There was no way in this world that anything could bring a dying person back to life.

But this thing actually existed. It was handed to them by a young girl, saying it was a parting gift for them.

At this time, Yu Jinlian finally understood why Ye Buqing was so angry when Yang Kaitai used the potion on others.

There are too many secrets in her body, and she gives them a trust. Likewise, this trust will also expose her to danger.

Ye Buqing is a weirdo, but Ye Buqing is definitely not a bad person.

Yu Jinlian's throat went dry and he coughed twice.

Ye Buqing handed over a thermos cup lid, the water inside was still steaming.

After sipping a little to moisten his lips, Yu Jinlian knew that he had just undergone surgery and was not sure whether he could drink more. He tasted it briefly and held the cup in his hand after drinking.

The door was opened at this time, and Wen Renxiao came in from the outside. Seeing that Yu Jinlian was awake and in good spirits, he relaxed his brows a little and asked him, "How do you feel?"

When Wen Renxiao asked him, Ye Buqing's eyes fell on Yu Jinlian vaguely.

Yu Jinlian cleared his throat and gave two wry smiles, "It's nothing, the gun just hit the iron cigarette box that Xiaoye gave me before. The bullet didn't hurt anyone, but the cigarette box made several big cuts on his chest. It looks scary, but if you bandage it to stop the bleeding, it’ll be fine.”

He spoke louder on purpose so that people outside could hear him clearly.

In every word, there was no mention of the small potion or Ye Buqing's secret.

Ye Buqing was very satisfied with this answer. He smiled as he watched Yu Jinlian shut up and then gestured to Wen Renxiao again, as if he had taken something to drink.

Wen Renxiao quickly understood and nodded without asking any more questions.

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The clean-up work of the municipal building opposite was quickly completed. More than 1,800 people were kneeling in the square at the entrance. These people were more or less equipped with several weapons. Commander Yan ordered that the two leaders, who were killed by Ye Buqing, be taken away. The man and woman who were shot with arrows and everyone else were executed on the spot.

That evening, the blood at the door of the municipal building was redder than the setting sun, so red that it was visible in the eyes of everyone present.

The army had follow-up arrangements, so Ye Buqing stayed in the small building for another two days, secretly feeding Yu Jinlian a lot of nourishing food when no one was around.

Finally, two days later, Shanshi temporarily gained peace, and Ye Buqing set off back to Jiangshi with the Hailin Brigade.

Less than a week after leaving home, Ye Buqing missed everything in Jiang City. The rain had stopped yesterday and the air was turbid. Wen Renxiao drove Ye Buqing's black off-road vehicle as usual, with Yu Jinlian lying in the back seat, and the windows were closed the whole time. , to isolate the dirty air after the rain.

Everything is fine except for one thing.

Lin Jingou led an elite team from Sichuan Province to follow the team and went to the Hailin base to handle the follow-up matters of this operation.

Ever since the last time Lin Jingou helped the female bandit leader without a look, and Ye Buqing gave him a slap in the face, there hasn't been much communication between the two.

Ye Buqing was so angry when he thought about Yu Jinlian's injured appearance that he couldn't care less about Lin Jingou's life and death. He didn't want to have more contact with him later. However, Lin Jingou didn't know whether he felt that he had lost face. He asked him several times. He looked at her hesitantly.

This feeling was so disgusting that Ye Buqing frowned on the spot and pulled Yang Xuan beside him to block Lin Jingou's annoying guy.

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There was no hidden danger of wandering bandits on the return trip. They kept walking on the main road in Shanshi City. Wen Renxiao led the way and took them back to Jiangshi along the shortcut.

At around six o'clock in the evening, the convoy finally arrived at the Jiang City Security Base. Ye Buqing had never felt that the steel building in front of him was so warm. Wen Renxiao and Yu Jinlian got off the car at the entrance of the Hailin base. Ye Buqing drove back to his 20 Villa number.

Not seeing each other for one day was like three autumns. Ye Buqing felt like a wanderer who had been away from home for several years and finally returned to his hometown, feeling even more cordial.

She kept honking the horn at the door, and Zhao Zhixin quickly came to open the door.

As the car drove into the courtyard, Ye Buqing put the car away to prevent the paint from being worn away by the wind and sun outside.

After living there for a while, the house in Jiang City that made Ye Buqing feel most secure was probably this villa. There were a few trustworthy bodyguards living downstairs. As soon as she went upstairs, she felt her eyelids starting to fight. The lower eyelids are in love and cannot be separated for a moment.

After forcing himself to take a bath in Chengbang and changing into clean pajamas, Ye Buqing fell on Chengbang's big bed and fell into a deep sleep.

This lasted twenty hours of sleep. When Ye Bu woke up, it was already the evening of the next day. He was still in a daze, but the Five Zang Temple had already started playing music crazily to show his presence.

Hungry, she would starve to death if she was hungry for a second longer.

Ye Buqing put on a coat sleepily and wandered downstairs like a wandering spirit. The Ye family had just finished eating and were very surprised to see her.

I have been so busy recently that Ye Buqing didn't show up much. Although they knew that Ye Buqing was in the city, they didn't know that she was going to stay for dinner this time, so they didn't leave any room for her.

"Dad, I'm so hungry, I'm going to faint from hunger." Ye Buqing wailed and rushed over, holding Ye Cheng's arm and humming.

"Why did you just wake up? Have you been tired recently?" Ye Cheng rubbed Ye Buqing's hair, "Whatever you want to eat, daddy will make it for you now!"

Half an hour later, three stir-fried dishes were placed on the table. Ye Buqing took a rice cooker and ate them while Tremella soup and pigeon soup were still simmering on the kitchen stove.

Ye Buqing had a round belly after eating. Not long after eating, he felt sleepy again and fell asleep on the bed again.

This sleep was no better than before. Ye Buqing woke up at nine o'clock in the morning. After washing and changing clothes, he left the soft Chengbang bed and returned to the villa at the Jiangshi base.

Zhao Zhixin and others had already gotten up and were watching TV in the living room, anti-Japanese dramas, and tearing up Japanese soldiers.

"Are you going out?" Zhao Zhixin asked her when he saw Ye Buqing adjusting the hat around her collar.

"Well, I haven't seen Yuan Wentong for a while. Let's go and have a look." Ye Buqing nodded.

"Bring an umbrella, it's raining outside." The short-haired man opposite Zhao Zhixin turned around and said.

Hearing this, Ye Buqing walked to the window. It was indeed raining outside, and there was already a layer of water stains on the ground.

Just like what Yamashi had seen, the water stains had a light milky white color.