Chapter 193 Three things to do when a new official takes office
Chapter 193 Three things to do when a new official takes office
Anjiu moved closer to the transparent shell and got very close to the mushroom.
After the black film was absorbed, its original hair fell off, revealing a bald head, and it was still wearing the clothes that Anjiu had given it.
While Anjiu was speaking, Xianggu gradually stopped pointing his fingers and his empty eyes fell on her face.
Also slowly came over.
"Shiitake mushroom," Anjiu murmured as he looked at the face that was getting closer and closer, "You must remember everything I just said. Take good care of yourself in the future."
The mushroom had a blank expression on its face, but its mouthparts gradually rose up, stuck to the inner wall, and traced along her outline bit by bit.
But before the painting was finished, the model disappeared.
The mushroom blinked very slowly, its sight slowly falling on the mouthparts attached to the inner wall, then slowly moved back to see the white square barrel with leaf veins tied to it.
It scratched the inner wall at an increasingly faster speed, its eyes never leaving the white color.
When it finally broke out of the cocoon, it dragged its wet body and lay on the square bucket.
The shiitake mushroom looked at the broken pod with empty eyes, as if it had forgotten something, and yet seemed to remember something.
But, what is it?
It was stunned for a long time, until the mouthparts slipped out of its throat and made a "gu" sound.
“…Gu?”
It looked at the square bucket under it and subconsciously put it on its back, and unexpectedly found that the leaf veins were tied just right.
It seems like a younger brother prepared it carefully...
It scratched its head and said inexplicably: "Gu will remember it~"
……
In just a blink of an eye, Anjiu returned from the other world to his familiar home.
Without the time to carefully study the series of prompts that popped up in her mind, she hugged her grandmother tightly, her longing for her bursting out at this moment.
The missing piece in my heart was filled by my grandma's body warmth.
Fortunately, she still has her grandmother, so she is not alone...
Grandma was caught off guard by her hug. The dried fish in her hand fell out and she didn't have time to pick it up. She asked hurriedly, "What's wrong, Xiaojiu? Are you still feeling unwell?"
Grandma put her hand on her forehead and carefully felt the temperature.
"I'm fine. I don't feel uncomfortable anymore." An Jiu let go of her hand and looked at her grandmother with a smile. "You take a rest. I'll do the work."
These past few days, the puppet has been using feeling unwell as an excuse and has spoken very little.
Coupled with her slightly pale complexion, grandma was frightened and let her lie in bed to rest from time to time, and didn't need her to do any work.
Seeing that she was suddenly full of energy and spirit, grandma was naturally worried, but when she saw Anjiu's eyes were shining and her face had a healthy color.
Grandma was half happy and half worried.
She pushed Anjiu away and said, "No need for you. My body has just gotten better and the root of the disease has not been completely cured. Don't get tired anymore. Go to bed and have a good rest. I can do this little job by myself."
Anjiu sat down on the edge of the bed, and after her grandmother turned around, she followed behind.
Dried fish are hung in all places in the house that can get sunlight, and when the windows are opened, a cool breeze blows in.
After drying for a few days, the fish is dried and can be preserved for a long time if placed in a dry place.
Grandma piled them together. The only red bucket in the house was filled with mud biscuits. There was no place to put the dried fish, so they were all piled in the corner.
If you don't have the conditions, you can put things anywhere. As long as there is no shortage of food at home, just looking at it will make people happy and at ease.
But now there are many containers in Anjiu's space, even the food packaging bags are stacked in three stacks (a stack contains about a hundred bags, so she now has three hundred bags), which is more than enough to store dried fish.
Naturally, they cannot accept food being left in the corner gathering dust.
But she had to come up with a suitable excuse - she didn't want her grandmother to know that she had been to another world.
First, there is no need to let grandma worry about it.
The second is to avoid knowing too much and taking unnecessary risks.
The last time her memory was snooped on taught Anjiu a lesson. She was not exposed because of the space's own defense measures. But it was different for her grandmother. If she was taken away, one would know for sure.
Anjiu was secretly anxious about this matter. She didn't have the eyes of God, and she couldn't have known that the Hive would use such means to seek the truth.
But if you think about it carefully, she is just an ordinary sixth-class citizen, and the big guys below will not focus their energy on her.
Unless she had a big problem, big enough to arouse the other party's suspicion...but with her current identity, what can she access?
Thinking of this, Anjiu felt that he was safe.
Instead of worrying about things that are too far away, it is better to ensure that you and your grandmother have a decent living standard.
When grandma turned around, she saw Anjiu following behind her. She was about to slap her thigh, but the sound of a door closing in the corridor reminded her.
He dropped the dried fish, took Anjiu's hand and walked out.
"Come on, today is the day they come back, let's go to the platform and take a look."
When passing by the house next door, Anjiu subconsciously glanced inside.
The iron door was locked, the bed was made tidy, and there was no one on the sofa - Pu Huai had not come back from downstairs yet.
Grandma had been watching secretly, and when she saw this, she said, "Captain Pu is a capable man. He has returned safely from several trips to other worlds, and this time will be no exception..."
Grandma was just guessing, but Anjiu knew the moment she saw her that Pu Huai had passed through the portal.
The passive skill took effect and she instantly returned home from another world.
Hearing what grandma said, Anjiu just said "hmm" obediently and didn't say anything more.
This was the first time she stood on the platform, waiting for the people who were chosen to go to another world to come back. She couldn't explain what she felt in her heart, she just felt it was a bit complicated.
There were many people on the platform, but there was no sound. Everyone found a place to sit, with their hands around their knees, their feet on the concrete floor, their backs against the low wall, and their eyes fixed on the elevator.
Anjiu and grandma also found a corner and sat down.
Compared to the grand occasion on the selection day, this place now seems abandoned.
There were no floating monitors, no Xiaomei host, no well-built platforms or administrators, only the skinny residents sitting in the crowded hall.
Anjiu swept across their thin faces one by one.
The lively expression he showed on the selection day was long gone at this moment - even the madness that made people frown was gone.
The look in their eyes was identical, empty and filled with acceptance of the inevitable fact of what was going to happen next.
They themselves may not be able to explain why they are still sitting here.
Perhaps, for a glimmer of hope?
An Jiu thought so, and suddenly remembered that Gao San had died in another world, and a new administrator should have come to the 48th floor.
The puppet's memory merged into her memory the moment she returned.
At this moment, she only needed to think about it for a moment and the relevant memories would come to her mind.
——On the third day after she left, a new administrator took office.
The new official took office three fires.
The first fire was set at those who had been causing trouble and fighting on the platforms and corridors in recent days. Their names and IDs were recorded on the spot and entered into the mine's list, and they would all be sent in once the mine opened.
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