There is a serious shortage of electricity, water, and food. Some businessmen with food wholesale licenses have complained that in less than three months, the amount of relief materials supplied by Section 12 is huge.

Maintenance and clearing of farmland is the main job of most prisoners and workers here every day. The situation is becoming increasingly difficult, and this is true for everyone in the city.

Natasha needs to deal with most of the protest documents every day, most of which are rejected. She now somewhat understands why Clark is so obsessed with producing food quickly.

If 20 million people don't have enough to eat for a day or two, they may be able to endure it, but if they don't have enough to eat for a month or two, all kinds of problems will break out.

Nowadays, some large food companies are hoarding food. They limit the amount of food circulating in the market, but at this juncture, there is no time to control them. All departments are affected by various problems.

Tortured to death.

"I was too naive!"

As soon as Clark finished explaining the issues to the directors, he sat down and pressed his aching forehead.

Natasha on the side brought a glass of water and placed it next to him.

"Thanks!"

At this time, there was a commotion at the door of the conference room. Everyone looked over. Ye Chunwang was wearing a white shirt, his sleeves had been rolled up, and his body was stained with mud.

"Old man Ye, why are you here?"

Clark was a little surprised, and many people in the department looked at him with joy.

"You guys know how powerful you are now, why did I tell you before?"

Clark raised his head in annoyance. It was indeed his mistake before. He thought that as long as large quantities of food were shipped out of the warehouse, the food market could be stabilized and the businessmen's thoughts of speculation would be cut off. But now it seems that it is not that simple.

The problem.

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Ye Chunwang shook his head helplessly. He originally planned to enjoy the rest of his life after getting married and having children, but now that such a problem has arisen, he has to continue to return to the farmland.

"It's good to have your help, Old Man Ye. I'm leaving it to you."

Ye Chunwang waved his hand, and the solemn expressions of the directors in the conference room became a little more relaxed. In the past, everyone had overcome one problem after another under the leadership of Ye Chunwang. Although this elderly man seemed to be taking his time, he

They handled things very carefully and took into account many issues that they had not considered.

“How about not letting super genetic food go on the market!”

As soon as Clark finished speaking, Ye Chunwang slapped him on the arm.

"I have said before that you are too anxious to eat hot tofu. Let me take care of it for a while and assign some people to me. I will find a way to deal with the problem of farmland pollution. All you need to do now is

Just try our best to ensure that food can be distributed as usual every day."

7:13 am

Some members of Section 11 who were responsible for cooking quietly looked at the giant vegetables piled up in the kitchen, and many of them started cutting them with big knives with solemn expressions.

The prisoners outside were still chatting and laughing while eating breakfast. No one knew what was going on inside. This kind of food, which was dozens of times larger than ordinary vegetables, made everyone feel uneasy.

In the section chief's office in the prison, Latis was looking at the list of prisoners who were on parole leave today. He saw Hydera's name, but he still refused parole leave.

"Did he still refuse?"

Latis once talked to Hydera. Hydera is now very calm and seems to have given up hope of escaping guilt. He does not communicate with anyone now. He is alone every day. No matter how he talks to him, he is always there.

They were all just smiling, and that smile was just a smile.

Song Man hurriedly organized everything and planned to go out with a few directors to go to the Public Security Management Office to collect some criminals who had already been tried.

"Don't forget, I'm getting married on June 18th. You said you would prepare a big gift."

Latis nodded and looked at Song Man with a smile. She was really married. This surprised Latis, and the groom turned out to be the somewhat inconspicuous little man Zhou Wen from the previous 2 subjects.

Everyone was very surprised when they found out. Latis smiled helplessly, looked at Hydera's name again, lit a cigarette, and blew out a puff of smoke.

At this time, in the cafeteria of Prison No. 2, Hydera was quietly holding a bowl of breakfast and eating slowly. There was no expression on his face, and he looked very indifferent. He occupied a table alone. Nowadays, many

The prisoners all felt that Hydra was a bit scary.

It's not that Hydera did anything special, but that his whole person felt like a ghost in the dark night. There was a strange aura exuding throughout the province. Many people thought that he must have a psychological disorder.

problem.

Psychologist from Section 4 also came, but basically Hydera never said anything. He was like a numb corpse every day, eating and sleeping every day, and then eating and sleeping again.

The same is true when you go out to work. After completing your own share of the work, you will stay alone, not communicating with anyone, not even with Perestan, who comes three times a month.

At this time, Hydra suddenly laughed strangely. This smile made many prisoners around him shudder. Someone looked at Hydra, only to find that Hydra suddenly stared at him. The man swallowed a gulp.

, hurriedly lowered his head.

Soon after Hydera finished eating, he came to the playground, where someone was playing basketball. He found a corner on the edge, squatted by the wall, and looked at everything in front of him blankly.

"I'm not guilty, but why am I here? Why on earth!"

Hydera laughed strangely, and muttering to himself had become a way for him to adjust himself every day.

During his 18 years in prison, Hydra would say that he was not guilty every day when he got up. This seemed to have become the last straw in his heart. He still held it tightly and did not want to let go, but he was very tired every day.

.

After a while, Hydra stood up and returned to the door of the elevator, waiting to go back to the cell. Now Hydra still lives alone. Before, Latis wanted to improve, so he asked some light criminals with good personalities to go to Hydra.

Living together, I hope that Hydera can talk to people a little bit.

But after just one month, those people no longer wanted to live with Hydra. When asked why, they said that looking at Hydra's corpse-like body every day, they always felt like they were going to turn into corpses.

The lifeless Hydra was among the prisoners. Some of the happy prisoners around him felt uncomfortable to varying degrees. They felt that Hydra was a little disgusting. If he was removed, the administrative department would not treat him badly.

, because the treatment given to Hydera in the prison is much better than that of other prisoners.

"Have you ever wondered why you came in?"

The sudden Hydra spoke. For a moment, the prisoners around him looked at each other, and one of them said solemnly.

"If I hadn't been in trouble, I wouldn't have embarked on this path."

Hydera smiled and shook his head, but at this time, the prisoners around him stared at Hydera angrily, and there was a hint of contempt in his smile.

At this time, Hydra said nothing. After arriving at the level of his cell, Hydra slowly walked to his cell at the bottom.

"I have no sin, I have no sin, I have no sin..."

Every time Hydra took a step, she would whisper silently. As she walked down the long corridor, Hydra's face became distorted, and there was a hint of evil in her eyes.

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squeak

The door of the cell opened automatically, and Hydra walked in. Looking at the chemical structural formulas hanging on the wall, he raised his head slightly.

"I'm guilty!"

With a burst of weird and cold laughter, Hydera sat quietly at the table and opened a book.

cost!

Hydra stared at the wall.

"I need every single one of you to pay for this! Every single one of you."

8:03 am

Crystal looked at the man who was getting dressed with a smile, and approached him gently with a smile, a man with a clean face and a somewhat handsome appearance.

"Let's sleep a little longer!"

The man looked hurriedly, and then kissed Crystal's cheek.

"I love you Crystal!"

Crystal's eyes widened with excitement, and she took out some money from her pocket with a look of madness and handed it into the man's hand. After the man kissed her cheek again, he turned around and left with satisfaction.

As soon as the man went out, some women next to him started mocking him.

"It's really sad that people like us are being fed soft food!"

The man looked fiercely at a woman standing on the street smoking, and cursed.

"Bitch, shut up. She volunteered. Besides, I will be responsible."

At this time, a woman couldn't stand it anymore and walked into the room, looking at Crystal who was getting up and dressing up.

"Is there something wrong with your mind? It's not easy for us to make money by giving money to that kind of man. You..."

Crystal smiled and shook her head.

"I made an agreement with him. After we save enough money, we will leave, live somewhere else, and then get married."

The woman wanted to say something but was pulled out by the two women behind her.

A woman laughed heartily and then shook her head.

"Getting married? Don't be stupid. People like us can only stay here and die here in the end."

"What are you being serious about, haha!"

Several women began to play around. Although Crystal was smiling, there was a touch of sadness in her eyes. She could not leave or change. No one would notice this place. Today's District 29. People who came here
To be continued...