At the waste treatment plant, all scrapped cars, airplanes, and various equipment and tools will be sent here for dismantling, recycling, and recycling.

In the factory, thick black smoke spread everywhere, and the smell was a bit pungent. The superpowers in charge of logistics used their own abilities to reorganize and classify these waste products.

A large truck loaded with a pile of dark auto parts stopped at the door.

After checking the truck driver's ID card, the guard at the door pressed the red button next to it and opened the iron door.

The truck driver drives into it, arrives at the designated unloading location, and dumps out the numerous discarded car parts loaded behind.

All the machines in the back operate automatically, and there are no other people in this area.

After finishing today's work, the driver drove the car and left here quickly.

The door was closed again, and many dark parts were piled on the conveyor belt. The slow-moving long tracks carried the items above to the furnace not far ahead.

However, within a few seconds, some dark abandoned car parts began to melt out of thin air, turning into a puddle of dark slime in just two seconds.

The mucus seemed to be alive, sliding away from the conveyor belt and swimming toward the iron gate not far ahead.

Doctors and nurses along the way came and went in a hurry, and the strong smell of disinfectant lingered on the tip of An's nose. She rubbed her nose and felt a little tired.

Although this building is not too tall, it looks very majestic and solemn. Through the windows, you can see many people in white coats walking through the corridors, busy and busy.

The man stood at the door, took out his ID card from his pocket, clicked a beep on the electronic sensor in front of the door, and the iron door in front of him slowly opened.

Hearing this term, An Qi felt a little disappointed.

Soon, she was taken to the medical hospital by the special forces guy beside her.

An Cui blinked and asked again: "Can you come in and out of your major general's office at will?"

So if you want something delicious, you have to find a way by yourself.

Her hungry stomach had been reminding the girl that it was time to eat. Now that she was stimulated by the smell, An Jue felt that there was some acid reflux in her stomach, which made her very uncomfortable.

——Where’s the meat you promised?

Ordinary civilians don't have canteens and supplies are distributed, so a working organization like the Medical Academy should be equipped with one.

An Jie sighed and continued to follow the man—it was better to treat his ears first.

The man in front stopped, turned to look at An Ju, and said: "I'm sorry, Miss An Ju, the meal has already passed, so the cafeteria of the Medical College will not be open. But if Miss An Ju wants to eat, she will come later

I can take you to the major general's office, there should be some spare dry food there."

"Okay." An Jue nodded, followed the man, and looked around at the building. The building had a strong sense of technology. It was completely different from the human hospital before the apocalypse. Unexpectedly, when the apocalypse came, human technology would turn out to be different.

This progress has been made in just two months.

"Please come with me, Miss Anji," the man said.

Dry military rations.

*

[…My clone was actually destroyed by these humans.] Ares complained in An Ju’s mind: [But the temperature of the human furnace can’t hurt me at all.]

An Jue raised his eyebrows, "Now that you've escaped, come back quickly. Look at you now, you feel like you've lost a lot of weight."

But An Xun had just come back, so he must be busy with some things and didn't have any extra time to spend on himself.

She looked at the special forces guy walking in front and asked, "Brother, I want to eat something. Can you tell me where to eat after I finish my ear treatment? By the way, does the medical college have a canteen?"

Ares sensed that his avatar had left the waste treatment plant and was parasitic on a camouflage military vehicle. He said: [Come on, come on. The avatar just got on a military vehicle and is also coming towards us. Wait a moment.

After you finish treating your ears, wait for me at the door.]

"I know." An Jie said.

"No," the man shook his head and said, "Currently, only you, as a teammate, can do it."

On April 10th, the paper plagiarism check and graduation exhibition board will be started, and there will be a defense at the end of April, so Xiaohai will be very nervous and busy during this period. This book is not long, about 200,000 words, and now it is 130,000.

, it is less than 100,000 words away from completion. This book is actually not well written, and it was written on impulse, so it often encounters bottlenecks and lacks inspiration. Although there is an outline, the details are not well handled. I will continue to improve in the future.

In addition - I will start to update irregularly in the future. During this period, my graduation thesis and project will take up too much of my time. I apologize in advance, everyone! QAQ...

Thank you to everyone who saw this!! I will try my best to finish it well.

Also - ahem, the princess is not a cross-dresser!! An Xun and the princess have a relationship, but it is not a reincarnation relationship!! Hahaha
Chapter completed!