Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Ling Huang probably understood Li Zheng's meaning.

Li Zheng felt that he had turned into a walking dead.

Ling Huang himself felt the same way, he just didn't know how to change this state.

The state of the soul sinking into the deep sea.

After recovering from the injury, Li Zheng started to let Ling Huang get in touch with his plans.

Ling Huang was surprised that Li Zheng didn't plan to take revenge.

Ting Lizheng discussed with Luo Ziyan's father and Xiang Ci'an how to take the bottom line against Cobra and Falcon, and how to take control of the isolated city step by step while minimizing casualties.

I heard that Li Zheng, the Ziyan Gang, and Xiang Ci'an all agreed that the issue of the displacement of survivors needs to be put on the agenda to be resolved as a priority.

Ling Huang stared blankly at Li Zheng's profile.

"The conditions for accepting survivors in Ci'anbao were too strict in the past. I have drawn up new conditions. Please read them." Li Zheng handed two thick booklets to the left and right hands, "The Ziyan Gang's relief threshold is too low. Yes, there are new conditions here too.”

"Raise the threshold?" Luo Yi frowned, "How to raise it? Are you going to cut off their rations?"

"It's not. Lao Luo, take a look first. I made an estimate considering the material reserves of the two of you. It's no problem to provide rations and materials for the shelter, but I can't let them develop the habit of getting something for nothing. I base it on this a little."

Luo Yi let go of his brows, and first turned to Ziyan's entry to look.

Xiang Ci'an propped his forehead and swept over his own part, "Cianbao is a fortress. Although it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is relatively safe, but it can accommodate no more than 1000 people. If you do this, I will go to build it elsewhere A fort would do."

"It's not you." Li Zheng glanced at Xiang Cian.

"Could it be me?" Luo Yi patted the table.

Li Zheng clicked his tongue and slammed down the table with more force, "It's us! No one can escape! Now that Cobra is tied to Falcon, what difference do we have between you and me!"

"Ah, if you have something to say, talk it out." Xiang Ci'an tapped his fingers on the table, "We've formed an alliance, Mr. Luo, we don't distinguish between you and me. You are an elder, if you have any questions, you can ask them, we can discuss them."

This old man Luo Yi is a master who eats soft but not hard, he is not happy when he is yelled at by Li Zheng, but he is comfortable when he is stroked by Xiang Ci'an.

He cleared his throat, "Hey, I don't have any other requirements. I just hope that the war will subside and everyone don't have to live in fear. Li Zheng, as long as you can promise to let me see that day in my lifetime, then I will accompany you whatever you want."

Li Zheng clenched her right fist and smashed her chest, "Life guaranteed, ten years!"

"Okay!" Luo Yi slapped the brochure on the table, "If you can't do it, I want your life!"

Li Zheng happily went over to shake hands with the old man, "Li Zheng's life should be recorded in Lao Luo's account first."

"You boy." Luo Yi smiled boldly and patted Li Zheng on the shoulder, "I trust you, after all, you saved my daughter a few years ago, and you saved so many survivors in the city's shelters. People who win hearts, Invincible!"

After Ling Huang listened to the meeting, he followed Lizheng back to the room, where Lele was concentrating on drawing.

Li Zheng took off her jacket, rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen, Ling Huang followed.

"I cook, you should be tired from sitting all morning, go lie down and rest, just wait for your meal." Li Zheng said with a smile.

His expression was so gentle, Ling Huang walked up to Li Zheng, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands, "I'll help you, let's do it together."

Li Zheng was a little surprised, Ling Huang hadn't expressed his wishes for quite a while.

"What do you want to eat?" Afraid that it was his own illusion, Li Zheng asked, looking seriously into Ling Huang's eyes.

"Eat..." Ling Huang also thought about it seriously, "Lele wants to eat steamed egg custard without green onions. You like meat, let's make braised pork."

"Let me ask you, what do you want to eat?" Li Zheng asked nervously.