In the end, Ren Xiaosu did not tell Luo Lan the truth about Dong Funan. He felt it would be better to wait for at least seven days to pass before telling him about it. What if Luo Lan caused trouble when he saw Dong Funan with a swollen face?
Dong Funan, who was in the house, wished she could marry Luo Lan on the spot. As long as Luo Lan was willing to take her with him, the problem was that Chen Wudi had tied her up too tightly this time. Moreover, Wang Fugui had gotten a medicinal herb from somewhere and stuffed it into her mouth. Her mouth was so numb that she could not move!
There were plenty of medicinal herbs in the shop, but Dong Funan could not understand why this family of people were so familiar with them!
Although Wang Fugui was a kind person, as a refugee who had lived for so long, he still had some tricks up his sleeve.
Refugees were different from stronghold residents. They had to face danger from the moment they were born.
Luo Lan spoke to Dong Funan through the door for a while. However, it was too boring to talk to himself, so he found it boring after a while.
Ren Xiaosu chuckled and said, "If you're thirsty, drink some water."
Luo Lan sat down on a chair in the yard and said with a sigh, "It's really unexpected for Li Shentan to come out of the psychiatric hospital. I've been very careful and afraid that he'll come out and mess things up."
"What I'm curious about is," Ren Xiaosu asked, "don't y 'all know he's from the Li clan?"
Luo Lan carefully recalled the details of the past. He confirmed that there was no mention of the Li Consortium in the information he had obtained. However, he suddenly remembered the three videos he had watched. At that time, he could even sense Li Shentan's loneliness and sense of abandonment through the screen.
Luo Lan said, "Based on how he described himself as an abandoned son of the Li clan, he was probably imprisoned by the Li Consortium, right?"
"Why would the Li Consortium imprison their own son?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.
"How would I know?" Luo Lan said in a melancholy tone, "The internal structure of the consortium isn't as perfect as you think. Infighting and scheming can be seen everywhere. If you want to stand out in the family, you'll have to step on the shoulders of your brothers and sisters."
"Then how many brothers and sisters have you and Qing Zhen stepped on?" Ren Xiaosu laughed.
However, Luo Lan suddenly said solemnly, "Qing Zhen and I have no other choice. He is a natural leader, so he should go to the peak and enjoy the scenery."
"What about you?" Ren Xiaosu was stunned. He realized that Luo Lan was so protective of his brother.
Back then, when Wang Fugui wanted to ask for a reward for saving his life, Luo Lan first said that his life was worthless, but when it came to Qing Zhen, he suddenly became exceptionally generous.
"Me?" Luo Lan smiled. "I have a rotten life, so I can survive no matter what."
When Luo Lan said this, he did not sound indignant at all. It was as though he felt it was only right to do so. His brother should be high and mighty while he was just a rotten life.
"By the way." Luo Lan glanced at Ren Xiaosu. "Don't be too conspicuous these days. Even the Yang Clan has arrived in this stronghold, and there are still people from the Pyro Company hiding in the shadows. Now that the Demon Whisperer has come out to stir things up, who knows what will happen?"
Ren Xiaosu looked at him in a daze. "Is it appropriate for you to say that to me? Aren't you the most conspicuous person in the stronghold right now?!"
"Hahahaha, is that so?" Luo Lan laughed. "Am I that outstanding?"
Ren Xiaosu was shocked. 'Why are you so proud?!'
"By the way, the Saboteurs are here too." Luo Lan suddenly got angry. "Someone blew up two of my vehicles in the distance. If they have nothing better to do, they must be from the Saboteurs!"
Only now did Ren Xiaosu realize Yang Xiaojin might be from the Saboteurs. But he suddenly thought of a problem. Earlier, Luo Lan had mentioned the Yang Clan was here as well. Could the Yang Clan be related to Yang Xiaojin?
"Then what about the Kyung Clan?" Ren Xiaosu looked at Luo Lan. "Did the Kyung Clan only send you?"
"Who are you looking down on?" Luo Lan snapped, "What about me? I can take on a thousand of them by myself, alright? "
"Mhm, I mean, didn't the Kyung Clan send anyone to support you?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"No, they're busy dealing with the situation in Stronghold 113 and the Jing Mountains."
…
The terrain of Stronghold 111 was not flat. It was high in the west and low in the east, and the entire stronghold was built next to a mountain.
The mountain in Stronghold 111 was called Mt. Ginkgo. When the ginkgo leaves turned yellow, the entire mountain would be covered in a golden color.
Meanwhile, the headquarters of the Kyung Clan was located halfway up the mountain.
At this moment, a convoy of vehicles set off from the city towards Mt. Ginkgo. The pedestrians in the stronghold made way for them as they knew they were all important figures of the Kyung Clan and members of the board of directors.
Basically, at this time every month, the important figures of the Kyung Clan would drive to Mt. Ginkgo for a meeting to discuss the matters that would determine the lifeline of the organization.
At night, the huge manor on Mt. Ginkgo was brightly lit. Thirteen men were sitting in the quiet conference room. There were young, middle-aged, and elderly people.
A huge tiger head was hung on the wall of the conference room. It was a specimen of a dead tiger. Humans had always had such a wicked hobby. When the king of beasts was alive, it would only become a plaything for humans after death. This was the power of humans.
The entire conference room was magnificent. It was as though this place had never been affected by The Cataclysm and had always held power.
The old man at the head of the table tapped his fingers on the table. "How's Qing Huai's progress?"
"They went around the Jing Mountains two days ago and should be arriving at Stronghold 113 by today." A middle-aged man said, "He'll go there to wipe out the remaining Experimentals first. After that, when the post-disaster reconstruction troops arrive, they'll head to the Jing Mountains to search for the creature in the crater. That creature should've fallen back into a deep slumber and doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving the crater. We suspect it's dependent on the volcano's temperature."
"Can Qing Huai handle it?" The old man at the head of the table asked calmly, "The coal mines near Stronghold 113 are of utmost importance. We have to rebuild them as soon as possible."
"Qing Huai has brought a combat brigade with him. It shouldn't be a problem for them to deal with a few hundred Experimentals," the middle-aged man replied.
"The resources near Stronghold 113 are of utmost importance. The post-disaster reconstruction must be completed as soon as possible. Qing Yun, cooperate with them and deploy the refugees there to work," the old man said.
A young man sitting at the end of the table smiled and said, "Alright, understood."
The young man's hair was neatly combed back. Under the light, his smooth hair looked as elegant as crystal.
"You have to be careful. If you make a mistake, you won't have to sit here anymore," the old man said with a frown.
The young man lowered his head. "Alright."
Someone next to him laughed and said, "You don't have to be so harsh on the young."
The old man did not answer. Instead, he suddenly asked, "What's Qing Zhen doing now?"
"Other than going to listen to music every day, he's not doing anything else." Someone answered, "He doesn't have any particular goal in mind when he listens to songs, nor does he have a favorite singer."
"Mhm." The old man nodded calmly. "Let's leave him hanging for now. Young people have too much drive and need to be toned down a little. He needs to know that the power of money comes from the exchange system, but the power of power comes from the organization. Without a family, there will be no rules, and there will be no power. "
No one else expressed their views on this matter. But at this moment, someone knocked on the door of the conference room.
The old man said softly, "Come in."
The person who came in was a secretary. He whispered something into the old man's ear, and the old man's frown deepened. He looked up at the others in the room and said, "The 7th Combat Brigade led by Qing Huai has been attacked by the Experimentals. They're currently retreating, and more than half of them are dead or injured."
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