The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng drove Mi Li to the prison and met the serial killer, Li Han.

Li Han's hands and feet were handcuffed. After seeing Xia Meng, he was obviously agitated and stared at Xia Meng. If his eyes could turn into knives, Xia Meng would probably be riddled with holes now.

Xia Meng's mentality was quite peaceful. When she noticed Li Han's murderous gaze, she actually smiled at Li Han.

The murderous intent in Li Han's eyes became even stronger.

Li Han's wounds had not healed yet. He looked a lot thinner and his face was a little pale. It seemed as if all his energy and spirit had been drained out of him, and he exuded a sense of decadence.

Just as Li Han opened his mouth to curse Xia Meng, a young voice caught Li Han's attention.

"Uncle, are you the one who killed my mother?"

Mi Li opened her eyes wide, curiously but angrily asked Li Han,

"Why? Why did my uncle kill my mother?"

Li Han frowned, and when his eyes met Mi Li's, he was shocked by the pure anger and hatred in the child's eyes. He subconsciously looked away and did not dare to look Mi Li in the eye for a moment.

"You..." Li Han said, his voice a little hoarse, "Who is your mother?"

Mi Li felt a little sad, and her little mouth puffed up subconsciously, and she said angrily,

"Uncle, don't you even know my mother's name?"

Li Han said in an irritable tone, "I'm not you, and I don't even know your mother, so how can I know your mother's name?"

Mi Li was very sad, but she still introduced it to Li Han seriously.

"My mother's name is Sun Yufeng. In my heart, she is the best mother in the world."

Sun Yufeng?

Who is this?

Li Han shook his head, "I don't know him."

Mi Li glared at Li Han and said in an accusing tone, "But you killed my mother."

Li Han sneered and said mockingly,

"That's because your mom is doing..."

"Li Han!" Xia Meng suddenly shouted, interrupting Li Han's words.

Li Han met Xia Meng's warning eyes with a cold smile, but when he met Mi Li's eyes that were as pure as water, the dirty words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly couldn't be said.

"Your mother...is doing a bad job."

Li Han actually changed his words.

Xia Meng raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Mi Li lowered her head and whispered, "But if my mother is doing something bad, shouldn't uncle call the police?"

"Let the police arrest my mother."

Li Han pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Uncle," Mi Li's eyes were red, and she tried hard not to let the tears fall.

"You took my mother away from me. I will never forgive you. I will never forgive you."

Li Han glanced at Mi Li and snorted, "Whatever you want."

Anyway, he has been sentenced to death and will be executed by firing squad in a month.

It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters anymore.

"Mi Li," Xia Meng picked up Mi Li, "it's time for us to go."

Mi Li hugged Xia Meng's neck with her two little hands. Before leaving, she stared at Li Han with her eyes, as if she wanted to remember Li Han's appearance firmly in her heart.

After leaving prison, Xia Meng saw that Mi Li was feeling a little depressed, so she took her to the amusement park.

Although the amusement park was open, there were not many people inside.

Xia Meng sat on the carousel with Mi Li. After a while, Mi Li looked at Xia Meng and said with a sigh,

"Aunt, it turns out that the uncle who killed my mother looked just like us."

"The bad guys in cartoons are all demons and look scary."

Xia Meng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then reached out and rubbed Mi Li's head.

"Mi Li, you must study hard and live a good life in the future!"

Mi Li, "I will!"

When Xia Meng sent Mi Li back home that night, Mi Li had already fallen asleep. The teacher had been standing at the door waiting for them. She felt relieved only when she saw Mi Li sleeping quietly.

The acid rain has lasted for more than a year and is finally coming to an end.

Xia Meng once saw the internal census data. Since the natural disasters in recent years, the death rate among the elderly has been alarmingly high, and the birth rate among children has been frighteningly low.

In short, out of the 14 billion population, only half are still alive!

It’s not so bad in big cities, but in small and medium-sized cities, it’s even worse!

At least people in big cities are willing to work hard and can still have enough food to eat. But for ordinary people in small and medium-sized cities or in rural areas, it is difficult to even have enough food to eat.

Many young people simply cannot find jobs or means of making a living, so the population of big cities is increasing, and many young people leave their hometowns to work in big cities in order to find a way to make a living.

The situation in China is considered good. According to the information Xia Meng has seen, many countries were directly destroyed.

All underdeveloped small and medium-sized countries are also miserable, even to the point of being extremely tragic.

But the natural disaster is not over yet!

People can only keep on enduring!

The next natural disaster is not far away!

There has been no acid rain for three months, and many people are optimistic that the acid rain is over.

Acid rain is indeed over.

As a result, many people began to celebrate, thinking that the natural disaster was over.

But there are also many pessimists who think that even if the acid rain ends, there will be other natural disasters.

The country's top leaders are very clear-headed. They have issued a notice asking officials to take precautions against the next natural disaster.

Even cadres were asked to write reports to predict what the next natural disaster would be and to provide solutions to prevent or resolve it.

No one knows better than Xia Meng what the next natural disaster will be.

Hurricanes, tornadoes, hail, lightning, and heavy fog appeared one after another.

It doesn't last long, but it's extremely destructive.

The most harmful thing is heavy fog, because there are a kind of insects in the fog that are almost invisible to the naked eye.

Once a person is infected by this kind of worm, if he does not receive timely treatment, his life will be in danger.

And this window period is only three days!

Xia Meng wanted to write these down, but many of them involved things that would happen in the future. The moment Xia Meng wrote, the words would disappear and become blank.

Xia Meng threw the pen away!

I want to curse in my heart!

In September, when new students started school, Xia Meng was invited by a middle school in the district to attend the opening ceremony.

All the teachers and students gathered in the playground. Xia Meng sat in the center of the platform, with the school principal and teachers on both sides.

There were students standing below the stage, all looking up at the stage.

The host teacher took the microphone and went on stage:

"Dear leaders, teachers, and dear students, good morning!"

The students in the audience clapped very tactfully.

The host held the microphone and spoke the opening words passionately, while Xia Meng looked up at the sky. It was cloudy and it was forecast to rain today.

The air was a little hot and humid just now, but now it suddenly began to cool down. The sky was covered with layers of dark clouds, and the bright light was blocked.

Supporters: "Now we would like to invite District Chief Xia to speak!"

This time, the school leaders and teachers were the first to applaud, and the students in the audience also applauded.

There was a microphone in front of Xia Meng. Xia Meng coughed lightly and the microphone spread the sound.

Xia Meng smiled and said, "Classmates, I am honored to attend your opening ceremony."

"Boom!"

There were thunder and lightning in the sky, and the students subconsciously looked up at the sky. Raindrops fell silently on the students' heads, skin, and clothes...

Xia Meng saw that it was raining, so she decided to make it short because she couldn't let the students get wet in the rain.

But what Xia Meng didn't expect was that someone was so smart that he directly assigned a student to hold an umbrella for each leader and teacher.

These students, holding umbrellas in their hands, went on stage one by one, stood beside the leader, exposed themselves and held umbrellas for the leader.

The leaders all looked calm, as if they were used to this.

Xia Meng's face darkened.

The students holding umbrellas and the students in the audience were all getting drenched in the rain, while the seated leaders and teachers were standing under the umbrellas held by the students. This is simply... ridiculous!

Xia Meng took a deep breath and said,

"It's raining today, so I'll make it short. I hope you will study hard in the future and I wish you all will become pillars of the country! Thank you!"

The students in the audience couldn't believe it was over so quickly. They were stunned for a moment, and then they started clapping happily.

This time the applause was different from the previous perfunctory applause. It was genuine, so the applause was very loud and lasted for a long time.

After Xia Meng finished speaking, she glanced at the principal next to her with a meaningful look.

The principal felt a little uneasy when he saw Xia Meng's eyes, but Xia Meng, a leader, only said one sentence in her speech, so he didn't dare to talk a lot of nonsense.

Just when the principal was about to say just one sentence, Xia Meng suddenly stood up, took the umbrella from the student behind her, and closed the umbrella in front of the student's surprised eyes.

Seeing this, the other leaders and teachers were so scared that they quickly stood up and asked the students to go down, and they dared not ask the students to hold umbrellas for them anymore.

The principal said a few quick polite words and asked the teacher to take the student back to the classroom.

After the students left, Xia Meng looked at the principal with a half-smile on her face.

"On rainy days, let the students hold umbrellas for you. The students are getting wet in the rain. You officials are so powerful!"

"Students come to school to hold umbrellas for you?"

The principal laughed so hard that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly explained,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, boss. This kind of thing will never happen again."

A teacher who seemed to be arranging the opening ceremony took the initiative to take responsibility.

"Leader, this is all my fault. It has nothing to do with the principal. He doesn't know anything about it. I arranged everything."

Xia Meng glanced at the teacher coldly and asked in a relatively calm tone,

"Students come to school to learn, not to serve teachers and leaders."

The teacher was sweating profusely, and kept saying, "Yes! Yes!"

Xia Meng looked at the principal again, "Although he is the one who arranged the work, you are the ones who are enjoying the service. Don't you think there is a problem?"

The principal gave Xia Meng a wry smile.

"District Chief, this is all my fault. I promise to correct it."

Xia Meng didn't hold on to the matter. She nodded and left.

After seeing Xia Meng leave, the principal glared at the teacher who arranged the work with an unpleasant expression, then turned and left.

When they were alone, he whispered,

"Women are trouble."

He is the principal! He is the leader!

He just asked the students to hold an umbrella for him, what's wrong with that?

Is it necessary to make a big deal out of such a small matter?

As Xia Meng drove back to the office building, the wind was getting stronger and stronger...