The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

Mai Jian and Chen Ye didn't have much contact, and thinking back on the hints she had given him several times before, they all came true one by one.

I seemed to have just heard a very scary warning and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"What will happen next?"

"Hurry up and find a way to go back. All the houses in Tiandu Prefecture are reserved. Besides, S City is being rebuilt. Uncle Mai, I need your strength."

Mai Jian smiled bitterly, "I don't have any people left. Ever since S City was abandoned, everyone has been looking after themselves. Some people died, some left!"

"It's okay, just go back. I'll take Mai Zihao home for you."

"In this case, I still don't know how to convince the two elders!"

"There's nothing I can do about that."

Mai Jian suddenly revealed a strange smile, "No! You have this ability! I think..."

Chen Ye seemed to understand what he was thinking, "Stop! You don't want to!"

"Hey!" McKen ignored her. "Eat some fruit first. It's hot. I'll go get the old man and old lady to come out."

Don't be a dog, McKeon!

Not long after, the old lady came out of the kitchen, wiped the sweat off her body, sat next to Chen Ye, and chatted with her with a smile. I don't know if Mai Jian told her something specifically, but the old lady didn't ask any excessive questions.

He just kept talking about Wu Mai Zihao's childhood.

Chen Ye didn't want to listen and his mind wandered into space.

Finally, the old lady took out the photo album.

Photo albums are very rare these days. Except for the older generation, few young people have physical photos before the disaster.

Mai Zihao inherited his mother's appearance. The woman in the photo is very beautiful, fashionable and generous, while Mai Jian next to her has an official look and a stern face.

How does that saying go? He looks old despite his young age.

Mai Jian and his father-in-law came out of the kitchen sweating, carrying simple meals. Mai Jian had seen how much Chen Ye ate, so he cooked a big pot of rice for her.

But the dish was spicy and numbing, so Chen Ye didn't eat much and just ate his rice.

Eating a meal is like fighting a battle, and I am covered in sweat.

McKeon asked her where she was going later.

Chen Yesi was breathing heavily and took out a tissue from his backpack to wipe his sweat and snot, looking very embarrassed.

"I have to go to the Western Regions soon. Most of the refugees in Region A have moved back to City W, and then to the capital. I'll help you visit Aunt Qing, but I'm sure Uncle Xu knows you're here."

"Yeah. If you're busy you don't have to make a special trip."

"Okay! Think about what I said again."

"Okay!" Seeing that she had already put down her bowl and chopsticks, "You don't want to eat anymore? This is less than half of your appetite."

"It's too spicy. I really can't do it anymore."

When they were about to leave, the old man looked around for something to give her in return, but after looking around, he felt like he had nothing to offer.

"Don't look for it, old lady. I don't want anything."

Chen Ye drove away, and after leaving the village, he threw the car back into the space and teleported to W City.

We had gone to area A previously, but now we have returned to where we started and have to find a place to store the supplies.

After a round, I couldn't find it near the command center. Everywhere I looked, people were working on reconstruction by the light of the fire. I drove around and finally found a deserted lot outside the city and directly cleared out the supplies.

Lai Guanghui is lazy, lazy, lazy.

She also said that it was too far for them to deliver the food, and that Alim's people couldn't wait and were afraid that they would starve to death on the way. It would be best if she could help deliver the food to the Tibetan areas as well.

What beautiful things are you thinking about?

After Chen Ye cleared out the supplies, he took out a foldable rocking chair, opened it and put it on the ground, then sat on it, eating fruit and blowing a small fan. From time to time, he took out a strong flashlight and flashed it at the city in the distance to signal.

Soon someone noticed this place and drove over.

After seeing that it was Chen Ye, he bowed and quickly informed Alim, and led Chen Ye into the city.

Before entering the city, she saw lights in the distance. Alim and his men were already waiting for her. Trucks honked as they passed by her.

Alim was covered in sweat and smelled of foul sweat.

With a thick western accent, he greeted Chen Ye and introduced her to another man behind him who was wearing a military green short-sleeved shirt.

"This is Officer Yang Rongcheng from the neighboring H Province. Recently, many foreign refugees have sneaked in from Area A. In addition, we have a small population and a large area, and we are busy rebuilding everywhere. Officer Yang is here to assist us."

Chen Ye smiled faintly at Yang Rongcheng and nodded.

But the other party's expression seemed to be a little disdainful. He didn't even say a word.

Chen Ye didn't care. He took two large boxes out of the trunk and said to Alim, "I heard that your Western Region cuisine is outstanding. I brought the raw materials. Can you find someone to cook it for me? The other box of raw materials is the reward."

Alim smiled and said, "Ms. Chen, you are too polite. You are the honorable Messenger of God. We cannot ask for your reward."

Yang Rongcheng sneered, "What messenger of God? Those are all supplies that the country spent money to buy."

Chen Ye was startled for a moment, then she put away her smile and looked at Yang Rongcheng. It seemed like she was seeing this person for the first time. Where did this inexplicable hostility come from?

Alim also put away his smile. For the locals, Allah cannot be blasphemed, and even the messenger they recognized cannot be criticized by others.

Yang Rongcheng's words were undoubtedly a slap in their faces and a disrespect to their religious beliefs.

Alim's voice was a little cold. "Even if the country spent money to buy these supplies, Miss Chen brought them at the most critical moment at the risk of her life. God is merciful and has prevented the supplies from being destroyed in the acid rain!

Officer Yang, I have distinguished guests to entertain, so I'm sorry I can't keep you company." Then he smiled at Chen Ye and said, "Miss Chen, please move over and go to the command center in the city with me."

All over the city men were loading huge, heavy loads of dirty, dusty wool felt.

According to Alim, these felts were collected from various places. After the extremely hot weather, the nearby reservoirs and lakes disappeared one after another, and wool felt was an important necessity for the local people to keep warm and live.

This can only be collected and dragged to the desert, washed with sand, and then patted clean to shake out the sand hidden in the wool before it can be pulled back for use. Otherwise, it has to be pulled to the newly formed lakes in the south to be washed.

As we all know, washing clothes requires water, but we didn’t expect that sand can also be used in this way.

Chen Ye sighed at the vast world, which has everything. She asked Alim to take all the containers of water from last time to the place where the supplies were stored. Alim agreed and took her to a large open space, which looked like a square. There were many people busy on the side.

When they saw Alim, they greeted him.

Those are local people. It seems that Alim is very popular among the people.

A few uncles were cooking in the kitchen not far away. They spoke fast and loudly with heavy accents. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't know what they were saying. In addition, there were many other people busy working in the square.

Chen Ye didn't understand what Alim said to them. But after Alim finished speaking, several old uncles covered their chests and saluted her, saying something, probably a greeting.