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

It takes a long time to roast the whole lamb.

The kitchen brought her milk tea, nuts, and pastries.

Soon, fresh fruits picked out from the supplies that were brought back were delivered.

McKin's rice was spicy and numbing. Chen Ye ate a small bowl of rice and was already very hungry. While drinking milk tea and eating cakes, he asked Alim, "Is Officer Yang from Beijing?"

Yang Rongcheng only said one sentence to her, in a Beijing accent. Is he from that old bastard family that he doesn't like? He was so hostile right away, as if he had eaten at his house for three years without paying!

Alim nodded, then turned sour and said angrily: "Those who do not respect Allah will not be blessed by Allah."

"Oh, then you have to pay attention. You don't have to rely on others to escort the supplies to various small areas."

The neighboring province was hit by an earthquake and a volcano, so why didn't he stay to rebuild? What was he doing in the remote western region after he had eaten his fill? Who knows if this title is true or not? Even if it is true, to support an area as large as W City, what's the point of calling in a police force instead of sending the military?

Alim was not stupid, he understood what she meant, "The neighboring province did send a message, the title is real, the work is real, but what he said just now is really infuriating. You know, we are preparing for the festival sacrifice."

"Oh," Chen Ye understood, "No wonder so many people are busy here."

"The weather has been cooler at this time in the past, but now it is unbearably hot."

To some extent, many local customs are very similar to those in the Middle East.

Although Chen Ye did not agree with and did not understand their beliefs, he could not be like Yang Rongcheng, a brainless person, and judge them in front of others.

Faith equals hope.

People kept coming to look for Alim, and Chen Ye couldn't help but say to him, "Alim, go and do your work, don't worry about me."

Alim apologized to her and repeatedly promised to come over as soon as he was done.

The kitchen brought her baked naan, baked buns and lamb skewers intermittently, and asked her if she wanted some wine.

Chen Ye refused and raised the beer he had taken out from the space using his backpack.

A cold voice sounded: "You eat happily and without restraint. Do you know how many people don't have enough food?"

Chen Ye looked up and saw Yang Rongcheng staring at him with hatred.

During the apocalypse, Chen Ye had encountered countless such brainless minions. How could any of these little people dare to point fingers at him?

Who is he? To put it bluntly, he is not at the same level as me, so he doesn't deserve my answer to this kind of question.

Seeing Chen Ye didn't say anything, just ate the barbecue without even raising his eyelids, Yang Rongcheng felt that the other party seemed to treat him as a clown and didn't even bother to look at him. A ball of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

"Can't you hear me?"

After waiting for a long time, Chen Ye didn't even look at him.

Yang Rongcheng was so angry that she exploded. The people above said that she was self-willed, arrogant and eccentric, and it was true. They said that she should not fight with him easily, but who could stand this situation?

With anger boiling in his heart, he rushed forward and was about to seize her table to show off his power.

He did what he said. He stepped forward and grabbed the edge of the table. When he was about to flip it over, he found that the table didn't move at all. Yang Rongcheng blushed, took a breath and tried again.

Chen Ye picked up the beer and raised his right hand. When Yang Rongcheng lifted the right corner of the table, he pulled up the left side that was pressed on the table.

The table suddenly flipped to the left, and the plates and food on it fell to the ground.

Yang Rongcheng was stunned when he looked at the overturned table, then turned to look at Chen Ye.

Unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly became troubled and kicked towards his chest.

This kick sent him flying six or seven feet away. The pain made him hold his chest tightly, curl up on the ground, and cough continuously, unable to utter a word.

Chen Ye sighed, turned his head and shouted to someone not far away: "Uncle, he made my food dirty."

Several big brothers ran out with knives in their hands. When they saw the food spilled on the ground, they looked heartbroken. They knelt and kowtowed towards the west, muttering something, then picked up the food and had someone take it back to the kitchen.

Not to mention that they were about to celebrate a big festival, in their ethnic customs, wasting food was equivalent to betraying the grace of God and being a friend of the devil. In their area, wasting food during the prime of life would result in a fine.

At this time, Yang Rongcheng was labeled with this big hat and being expelled from W City was the lightest punishment.

Several uncles were furious, scolding Yang Rongcheng for not being grateful and that he would definitely be punished by God. Some of the onlookers had already gone to find Alim.

Although Chen Ye didn't want to take advantage of their beliefs, she really didn't want to bother with such a small ant. Seeing more and more people gathered around, scolding and shouting, noisy and deafening, she walked towards him.

"Whose side are you in Beijing? Didn't your eldest brother tell you the main purpose?"

Yang Rongcheng's face changed drastically, but he immediately calmed down and said in a hoarse voice while enduring the pain: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Chen Ye said impatiently, "You don't have to tell me. I can always find out by asking. Kill your eldest brother first, and someone will come to deal with you naturally."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Your superiors should have just asked you to come here and find a way to get some supplies. After all, this place is far away, and if the supplies are really lost, you can say that they were stolen by foreigners, right? But, did they warn you not to mess with me?"

"Want to steal supplies? You hateful thief!" The uncles who were cooking were so angry when they heard what Chen Ye said that they raised their knives and were about to stab Yang Rongcheng.

"Stop!" Alim ran over, panting, and stopped the uncles in time.

After understanding the situation, Alim bowed to Chen Ye with an apologetic look on his face, then looked at Yang Rongcheng with an angry face.

"I was wondering why. The reconstruction work in H Province is even more arduous than here, and you were so kind as to say you would come to guard the border for us. So this is what you were planning! It's so vicious. Even more vicious than the foreigners who sneaked in. You don't treat us as human beings, you don't treat us as compatriots. I would rather open the border and do it myself..."

"Alim!" Chen Ye shouted, "Be careful what you say! The supplies were sent by the country. They do not represent the country!"

It's not that Chen Ye wants to get involved in such a mess. This area has always had a lot of problems due to its geographical location and its own religious beliefs. But Alim has always treated him with courtesy. Once he says the following words, there may be no need to wait for a natural disaster, and the higher-ups will immediately send people to settle the accounts.

Chen Ye's shouting brought Alim back to his senses, but his flushed face and heaving chest showed that he was still furious.