The weather is getting colder.

This was Lin Miao's intuitive feeling after getting out of the tent.

The sight was filled with white mountains and plains. A sudden snowstorm swept across the area in an instant. The snow outside the tent had reached Lin Miao's ankles.

In the camp, some soldiers were lighting a fire and preparing to cook dinner. They were all wrapped in thick cotton clothes.

During this operation in the mountains, the city defense department hunted many edible mutant animals.

This has greatly enriched Qingcheng's food inventory. At the same time, even after mutating, animals such as snow rabbits and pheasants taste pretty good, allowing everyone to eat delicious meat to a certain extent.

But until now, the production of seasonings, a product that has nothing to do with satiety, has long been discontinued. Even if most people can eat meat, they only eat boiled meat or barbecued meat that is full of fishy taste.

The same is true in the army. Only Xiao Ziqi occasionally got some seasonings and was able to give extra meals to the soldiers.

The soldiers were busy processing meat in the snow. After seeing Lin Miao, they all stopped what they were doing and shouted respectfully,

"Miss Lin!"

Lin Miao also smiled and nodded.

"Miss Lin, would you like to try the freshly roasted snow rabbit?"

There was a young man with a red face who handed over a bunch of fat and oily rabbit legs with a little salt sprinkled on them.

Of course Lin Miao declined with a smile,

"I've eaten, you guys."

Salt is a hard-won thing for these soldiers. Lin Miao can eat it himself, so naturally he will not eat the children's food.

Under the gaze of countless people, Lin Miao turned his head and waved to everyone, then ducked into the tent.

"Miss Lin is here."

A voice sounded particularly familiar to Lin Miao.

Lin Miao, who was suddenly dizzy by the warm wind in the room, woke up and took a closer look. Sure enough, she saw He Yujia sitting on a chair and smiling at her on the holographic projection not far away.

It's just that He Yujia looks a little thinner now, maybe because there is heating in the room, and he only wears a simple black silk sweater, which makes one of his exposed wrists look sickly white.

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Lin Miao smiled at He Yujia on the projection, then found his seat and sat down under Xu Tian's guidance, his eyes slightly lowered.

The condition of He Yu's family does not look good.

Is migration so busy?

It seems that after returning home, we should immediately help He Yujia receive treatment.

The people sitting in the tent were all important captains of the Qingcheng city defense department, and the He Yu family were also high-level officials of the Qingcheng government.

It is obvious that this is an extremely important meeting.

Lin Miao is now considered an important person in Qingcheng, and is one of the owners of Qingcheng's arsenal. Therefore, no matter what important meeting it is, Xiao Ziqi will notify Lin Miao to attend it.

At the same time, as the strongest people in Qingcheng, Lin Miao and others often make suggestions that are enough to influence the decisions of Qingcheng's top management.

After Lin Miao arrived, Jiang Baizhi immediately poured a cup of hot water and placed it on Lin Miao's table.

Seeing Lin Miao's confused look, Jiang Baizhi also lowered her head and whispered,

"It's nothing special, Miss Lin, don't be nervous."

On the other side of the projection, He Yujia also spoke after looking through several documents in his hand,

"In the past few days, after the relocation was gradually finalized, demonstrations broke out in Mengcheng and Black City. Almost all of them were ordinary people who were powerless in the apocalypse, and there were also a large number of young adults among them."

Lin Miao originally planned to huddle back and paddle around to catch fish, but when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at He Yujia in shock.

Not only Lin Miao, everyone else's faces showed surprise.

"It shouldn't be. Mengcheng's livestock industry is developed. Black City is also a big food city. The city owners are also doing their best. Isn't the food distributed to ordinary people not enough? I remember that Mengcheng even distributes some poultry meat every month.

Subsidies? We don’t have such subsidies in Qingcheng!”

A captain sitting in the front row asked doubtfully.

Lin Miao also fell into deep thought.

It seems that in her previous life, she also learned about the existence of parades everywhere through the news.

She was also discussing with Cheng Mingzhu at the beginning.

What are these people doing when they are full and have nothing to do? If they don't save their energy by working to earn food, what is the point of going to parades?

Looking back now, if these parades were composed of ordinary people...

Why are these ordinary people marching? The country has clearly enacted a policy that as long as they work, they can get food, and even poor families will receive monthly subsidies.

The only possibility is that these ordinary people are not satisfied with their current treatment.

But look at today's national policy.

When ability users first appeared, in order to control these ability users, the country gave these ability users very generous treatment, almost giving them whatever they asked for. Most of the current crystal core resources are used to pour into these ability users.

on the body.

At the beginning of the end of the world, the country still paid great attention to people's livelihood.

This can be seen from the fact that the status of farmers has been greatly improved.

However, later on, as the strength of mutant animals increased, the role of ability users gradually became apparent, and even some important positions in the army must now be filled by ability users.

People with abilities eat spicy food, but ordinary people can only eat insects, tough mutated beast meat, and other unpalatable foods.

People with abilities have housing subsidies and can even afford a single room, but ordinary people can only squeeze their whole family together and live in a cold and damp basement.

As time went on, the conflicts gradually intensified.

"Lord City Lord, are there any situations like this in our Qingcheng?"

Jiang Baizhi was writing something down with a pen and paper. She seemed to have thought of something and quickly raised her head and asked.

"There is no such thing as a parade in Qingcheng, but people in government departments have noticed some criticisms on the Internet, and some people are fanning the flames. Obviously they also want to fight for something through the parade, but Qingcheng Volunteers led by Ms. Du Qin

Volunteers from the Association soon began to guide the trend of speech on the Internet, and these people who fanned the flames were also brought to the police station for talks by our staff."

A staff member sitting next to He Yujia immediately began to report on the situation in Qingcheng.

On the other side, Xiao Ziqi, who was still analyzing the information in his hand, frowned.

"Mengcheng, Black City, these cities seem to have not experienced too many disasters after the end of the world. In addition, they are all provinces with sufficient food. Even though they were in a hurry at the beginning of the end of the world, they gradually achieved a certain degree of self-sufficiency.

Self-sufficient…”
Chapter completed!