RBCT Chapter 535 What kind of visit are you referring to?
Chapter 535 What kind of visit are you referring to?
"You saw him?" Fu Xiaojian had already gotten used to Xu Si's elusive nature.
"Hmm, it really is a backup plan left by the authorities; there are at least a dozen bases!"
"And what was their attitude?!"
"Hmm, they were quite cooperative!" Xu Si recalled.
"Cooperate?" Fu Xiaojian's expression was somewhat strange.
That's true; if he were facing a Sequence 8, he might be more cooperative.
"Just cooperate." Fu Xiaojian was relieved, and then his gaze fell on the silver-white disc where Xu Si was lying.
"Where did you get this strange object from?"
"A completely new form of Nirvana." Xu Si said, as the silver-white disc expanded slightly, pouring bags of seeds onto the ground of the city lord's mansion.
Corn, rice, potatoes, sweet potatoes, soybeans, peanuts, wheat, barley—
Various kinds of seeds filled half a room, and the bags were labeled with detailed variety labels and cultivation instructions.
"This is what we got from this trip? Not bad! Zhou Wan is probably going crazy with joy!"
Fu Xiaojian squatted down, grabbed a handful of golden corn kernels, rubbed them in his palm, and then brought them to his nose to smell them. His expression gradually changed from surprise to ecstasy.
Has the City of Fire now become Eden?
"These seeds... why do they look bigger than before?"
"Yes. The germplasm resources specially preserved at the official base are much better than those we picked up on the road." Xu Si paused, then added.
"Great! Great! If this continues, it won't be long before our City of Fire can directly return to the pre-apocalyptic standard of living."
"This trip was definitely worthwhile. They didn't ask anything of us?" Fu Xiaojian actually wanted to establish a longer-term relationship.
Having only one survival base is somewhat unsustainable, and the biggest problem isn't the practicalities but rather the psychological ones.
When city dwellers believe they are the only residents of their own settlement, the psychological pressure and burden they experience is unimaginable. Even if they are unaware of it, that pressure is ever-present.
With clear information about a survival base, they would have the opportunity to make a real connection someday.
"They haven't made any requests. They might need to report to higher management, but I think they'll contact us on their own initiative!"
This was Xu Si's assessment, after all, he had released a clear signal of goodwill, and anyone would have to reconsider the current situation.
Especially after Xu Si answered Du Zhaolin's first question.
Meanwhile, in the chief's office of Survival Base 012, Du Zhaolin, just as Xu Si had said, activated a special communication frequency.
It wasn't an electronic device, but a strange object resembling a small bird.
Du Zhaolin sat in the chair in the chief's office, with a palm-sized bluebird floating in front of him.
It was a strange creature carved entirely from emerald green jade, with its wings spread and its beak slightly open, as if it were about to emit a clear chirp at any moment.
It has no life, yet it possesses a strange spirituality, like a door fixed in the void, waiting for the key to open it.
Du Zhaolin took a deep breath and placed his right hand on the back of the bluebird, thus infusing it with sequence energy.
A vibrant green light emanated from within the jade, spreading upwards along his palm like a lit fuse, swiftly traversing his arm, shoulder, and neck, finally converging at his throat.
"Du Zhaolin, the chief of Future Survival Base No. 012, requests to report to the General Command."
His voice trembled slightly, barely perceptible. The emergency notification could only be activated in three situations: rebellion, annihilation, and the imminent death of the holder.
He had clearly violated the rules.
The bluebird's wings trembled slightly, and the light spread, folded, and twisted in the air, forming a blurry outline like a reflection on the water.
A moment later, a voice, also enveloped in emerald light, emerged from the silhouette, carrying a slight electromagnetic noise, yet still clearly discernible.
"This is headquarters. Number 012, please speak."
The voice was equally calm, as if it had seen death many times before, and the owner of the voice seemed to think that he was about to witness the destruction of another base.
Du Zhaolin straightened his back even more.
"Today...we have established direct contact with the City of Fire."
"City of Fire? Direct contact? What do you mean?" The voice paused for a moment, and the atmosphere immediately became heavy.
"Xu Si from the City of Sparks suddenly visited today, forcing me to intervene!"
"What kind of visit are you referring to?"
"He arrived right at the gates of my base!"
……
Then came a long pause.
"Tell me everything, big or small, from the moment he arrived, without missing a single detail!" A different voice said from the other end.
Du Zhaolin recognized him; this was a big shot whom everyone knew and recognized before the apocalypse.
"You're saying he only took a few seeds?" The voice on the other end was incredulous and a little hoarse.
Du Zhaolin was surprised.
Shouldn't the focus be on God's Chosen? Shouldn't it be on the advancement methods of the higher-order sequence?
Why would this elderly person focus on seeds?
"I gave him a share of all the seeds I had, and also some of my food reserves!"
"Yes, you did a good job. We need to discuss this matter, and I will contact you later. As for your unauthorized use of the Bluebird, we will not pursue that for now!"
The strange phenomenon of the bluebird then ceased.
As for how to investigate, it will inevitably be through Zhao Wulong.
Du Zhaolin believed that the same scene must have been playing out at the same time with Zhao Wulong.
Even after the emerald light of the bluebird had completely dissipated, Du Zhaolin remained seated in the chief's office for a long time.
He was still holding that piece of green jade in his hand.
When Zhao Wulong pushed the door open and came in, his expression was also somewhat solemn.
"How is it?"
Zhao Wulong shook his head.
The two, one skilled in literature and the other in martial arts, usually worked together quite well, but this time the impact was clearly too great.
Even the general command headquarters was somewhat overwhelmed.
If Xu Si can find them, then it's only a matter of time before he finds other survival bases.
The news that Xu Si brought was not the most important thing.
The sole purpose of these survival bases is to remain hidden; once exposed, the base has no reason to continue existing.
Who knows what they might find out through the Bluebird.
Although the possibility is extremely slim.
The two sat quietly in the chief's office, waiting for the next clear instructions from the headquarters.
Unlike here, the general command headquarters was in complete chaos.