The resettlement houses in Kip Town are small, but they are well stocked.

Kitchen, toilet, bathroom, bedroom, small living room, all kinds of living utensils are not lacking.

Xu Zhi was not polite, and when he woke up, he directly took the copper whale's light bulb tentacles and fried oil.

The process is not much different from frying lard, just cut into pieces and chop them, throw them into the pan and fry them.

A smell of microwave-roasted durian came, Xu Zhi thought about it for a while, and closed his snort.

The creature of the copper whale's tentacles is not large, but the smell is very strong.

Xu Zhi thought that he would be able to do this kind of work in the middle of the night.

The uncle who slept next door for a while, woke up and cried sadly, stopped his voice.

On the other side, the guy who couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night also put up his crutches to close the window.

The exhaust fan is a great way to share the smell.

It didn't take long for the nearby lights to come on.

Some people are scolding the country of the West, and some people have begun to look for which septic tank blew up.

The speed of the muttering voice downstairs is quite fast, and a west-flowing foreign language of Xu Zhi's level can only understand two sentences occasionally, and the rest can only be deaf.

Anyway, there are no good words, don't listen to it.

However, this disturbing situation made him speed up the pace a little, and the fire was turned to the maximum, and the tentacles that had become soft in texture continued to shrink into oil balls.

It is estimated that there are more than 20 kilograms of water in the more than 30 kilograms of tentacles that are swollen, seven or eight kilograms of oil residue, and the remaining two kilograms are the copper whale sesame oil he needs.

Bursts of steam wafted around with a foul stench.

The meat smells oily.

Looking at the spilling oil, Xu Zhi was satisfied.

Qian Tong hadn't seen the copper whale for several years, and he had just gone to sea when he pulled a tentacle down, and his fortune was extremely prosperous.

There was a knock on the iron door, and someone was looking for it.

Xu Zhi looked at the several catties of oil residue in the pot, carefully sealed it, poured the grease into the two glass bottles that had been prepared, and transferred the two to the dream world before he opened the door.

"Hello"

"Do you smell ...... Ah~, I'm going to die, I'm going to die. ”

Compared to the smell outside, Xu Zhi felt that he had probably turned into a heavy taste of here.

After opening the door, the aunt who sucked in his room obviously couldn't stand it, and wanted to ask about the situation, but instantly turned into a desert and fled.

"Fang, there's a problem."

Xu Zhi followed the group of people downstairs and pointed.

"Did your second-floor launch blow up?"

"This, that."

Xu Zhizhi raised his cheeks in thought, and nodded again.

"The wind is too strong, many facilities in the town have also been destroyed, it is estimated that the sewers in the resettlement area have not withstood it and have begun to break, why do we have such strong winds every year in the Xiliu country."

"Yes."

"As much as I hate this hurricane, I'd rather have another breath to blow the damn smell away."

"Yes."

In addition to the refugees near the fishing port of Moses Kidd, the resettlement area is also home to victims from other areas within the jurisdiction of Kip Town.

The city model of the Xiliu country is dominated by the city, followed by the town, and then the village.

Previously, the fishing port of Moses Kidd, which was home to thousands of people, could only be regarded as a village in terms of administrative units.

For most people, Kip Town is already a very large place.

is not much weaker than the Hua'an City where Xu Zhi lived before.

While discussing the stench near the resettlement houses, the refugees are also discussing their future lives.

Life needs to go on, and after the disaster, there is a new life.

Whether they want to or not, they have to accept this reality, and most of them have to start from scratch.

And the resettlement house is the starting point of their struggle.

"I heard that tomorrow, no, there will be reporters coming to interview us refugees this morning, and everyone says that if it is difficult, you can get more subsidies."

"If you are injured or sick, try to give full play to your physical advantages when the time comes."

"Young children, you must express your desire to go to school and change your future, you must open your mouth, if you don't open your mouth, no one will know what you think."

"I've heard that the children affected by the disaster can enter the nearby Kip Academy without taking the exam, which is the best academy in our area, and they will all fight for some gas in the future."

"In a few days, you will have a new identity, no one will care where you come from or where you come from, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely have a future."

……

Xu Zhi didn't pay attention to anything else, but he instantly heard the new identity in his heart.

Just like Dongyue, it is difficult to move an inch without identity in Xiliu Country, it is difficult to take various means of transportation, various inspection checkpoints are impassable, and it is impossible to apply for bank cards......

Involving all aspects of life, if it weren't for living in this resettlement house, Xu Zhi wouldn't even be able to find a place to stay.

In the past two years, Zhao Mu has contacted the international crackdown activities carried out by the officials of the Xiliu country, which has made the inspection of foreigners or undocumented people in the Xiliu country strict to a certain extent in the past two years.

If you want to wander in the West, you can't do it.

The beggars here are all begging in the area, and they can't go anywhere else.

He's a kid too.

Kids who have just graduated.

Or the children who were affected by the disaster.

Although he is mature, he can still pretend to be tender after drinking the water of Huantong Spring.

Xu Zhi didn't mind going to the academy again for a while.

At least he has a good mouth and can understand what others are saying, so that it will not be difficult to survive in the Xiliu Country.

Before returning to Dongyue or Nanyang to find money, his first problem was to survive.

The order of primary and secondary cannot be reversed, even if it is a master cultivator, it is necessary to eat, and the cost is not low.

Compared with Dongyue, surrounded by people from the West, with this kind of language environment, Xu Zhi is very confident that he can win three points of Yunling Academy in a certain period of time.

Not to mention the eighth-level graduation, the sixth-level level is at least.

The stinking resettlement house gave the affected people a place to gather, and Xu Zhi barely got a lot of information.

Adhering to the attitude of not going away from the smell and vowing not to enter the house, many people chatted quite hotly, and even some men and women even sympathized with each other.

Xu Zhi saw the aunt who had been stinky away leaning against a man, sobbing from time to time, and as time passed, the relationship between the two slowly entered the zero distance from one meter.

"Handsome guy, we have to unite now, and you can comfort and comfort me."

A ruddy-faced girl winked vigorously at Xu Zhi.

Compared with ordinary people, Xu Zhi's appearance conditions are extremely good, and the temperament of the master level is far from the point of being restrained freely, and it looks quite eye-catching in the crowd.

Many young women looked at each other from time to time, and finally the ruddy-faced girl mustered up the courage to come and talk.

"Okay" Xu Zhi nodded and said, "Take care." ”

"Take care? Are you saying I'm too skinny? I can eat it, and I can definitely gain weight in the future. ”

There is obviously a little problem with Dongyue's textbook, perhaps because the local characteristics are different, and the rebirth has other meanings.

Xu Zhi thought about his poor language bank, this can't be comforted, girl, you pray yourself.

"Don't wait for you to get fat, handsome guy, look at me, I'll take care."

A young chubby girl came out from the side, pushed her chest very hard, pressed out a ** and smiled at Xu Zhi.

"Take care of yourself."

There are too many cultural differences between the sexes and cultures between countries.

Facing the enthusiastic girls of the Xiliu Country, Xu Zhi felt that his emotionally passive character, if he had grown up in this kind of country, he would probably have become a father long ago.