After drinking a mouthful of hot tea, Kong Ligu said calmly, "I believe that since my country has not informed us to evacuate, it will be said that this is an."

"…" Jones was speechless. She was always puzzled by Kong Ligu, a Chinese.
For example, they are very confident about the federal high trust, which is understood by Jones and others.
Due to the disaster in North America, the official behavior is quite different, which leads to the local people really don’t believe in the official.
Kong Ligu turned around and looked puzzled. Jones said calmly, "You’ll understand later. Enough rest and continue an operation!"
“OK”
In the evening, Bismarck was gloomy before the weather changed.
The afterglow of the sunset shines on the city.
In this dark winter, it is rare for people to see the golden sun outside the city and the flood peak in the Missouri River has passed.
As night falls, the temperature drops rapidly.
The black river in the river has become more and more viscous, which is obviously caused by the freezing of floods. In this case, the soldiers of the fifth regiment did not take it lightly and continued to strengthen the dam.
Although the bridge in the river has not collapsed, many piers have already appeared large-scale cracks and disintegration, which may collapse at any time.
Ethics can break out after these road and bridge foundations have been scrapped.
Urban north zone
An old-fashioned bar finally opened again.
Boss Marshall is a cowboy dressed as an old man who likes to do business while chatting and drinking with guests with a large revolver.
However, after reopening today, the bar was deserted and his beloved big revolver disappeared.
An old customer passing by hesitated at the door of the bar again and went in.
Walking into the bar, it was deserted. Except Marshall, there were two guests in Mi Jun fighting and drinking in the corner.
"oh! Ham, are you still alive? " Marshall smiled and joked.
"Ha, ha, ha, a glass of rum with ice." Ham smiled and shook his head and sat down in a chair beside the bar. "By the way, I don’t have rice yuan now. Would you like to receive it?"
"Close" turned around, picked up a bottle of rum from the wine rack, cut a hockey puck with an ice skate, put a slice of lemon in the cup, and finally poured the rum.
"How about work? Is Baker still there? "
Hamm shrugged. "I guess not. I’m now doing urban material distribution for federal workers."
"Are you a network engineer to be a courier?" Marshall asked with a slight surprise.
Ham took a sip of cold rum and shook his head with a smile. "This is a temporary worker, and I have to trust them."
"Words m yuan really cancelled? Will those millionaires agree? " Marshall asked some curious.
Drink a mouthful of wine again, and he smiled naively. "Monopoly? They can’t even buy a piece of bread now, and they can’t resist even if the federal government doesn’t directly confiscate land and factories. "
"What?" Marshall, who has lived in social life for decades, still doesn’t understand the running body of federal society.
Hamm explained, "Your bar needs to pay taxes and buy wine and food. If the federal government wants to destroy the whole bar industry, it needs to increase taxes and then restrict you from buying alcoholic drinks and food. How can you live?"
"Well …" Marshall said suddenly and was silent for a while. "Someone always needs to drink. Will the demand not be eliminated?"
Ham smiled and shook his head again. "Demand is really hard to eliminate, but demand can be transferred. Don’t forget that the Federation has its own enterprises?"
Own business? Marshall immediately reacted, and he discovered that the Federation and Noah would be different. There is a qualitative difference between them.
A big businessman and a rich man, but Noah can call the shots, but the Federation can obey.
Then Ham said with a hint
"The richest people are really dissatisfied, but those third-class and fourth-class people are very satisfied. They are not worried about becoming cannon fodder. If they succeed in becoming full federal citizens, they will be more handsome than the richest people in the old days."
Say that finish glanced at two soldiers in the corner.
Marshall seems a little white.
After drinking a glass of rum, Ham paid Marshall 5 points with his identity bracelet, and then returned to his community with a bag of canned food and candy.
There is still a pungent smell of sulfur dioxide in the air.
However, the sky is much cleaner, and it is no longer gray. The dark gray volcanic ash and snow on the streets along the way have also decreased a lot.
Ham doesn’t have any other ideas. He wants his family to live now instead of thinking about his mess.
Chapter seven hundred and twenty-six Waves (a)
Time flies like the river.
May 15th
Four months have passed since the incident of Huangshi volcano, and the geological movement around Huangshi volcano has gradually subsided.