Changbai, there are batches of documents scattered on the desktop in front of Zhao Mubai, since the arrival of winter, although the various regions of Changbai have become more and more stable, there will always be big and small things that need to be decided by him.

The population of Changbai has reached 10 million, not counting the two major war groups, even if there are four departments to help Zhao Mubai share most of the work, there are still quite a lot of things that Zhao Mubai needs to deal with.

The arrival of winter marks that the beast tide is about to break out, and the end of the year has arrived, and the personnel assessment of the four divisions and two war groups of Changbai is about to come down, and these things need to be dealt with by Zhao Mubai.

"Is there any movement in the Matrix, the Endless Meadow, and the Desperate Mountains?" Zhao Mubai said in a deep voice.

In Zhao Mubai's study, a light blue holographic laser projection appeared, and the matrix appeared in mid-air, and the matrix in a pleated skirt looked like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world.

"Father, after the arrival of winter, the entire sky over China has been shrouded in clouds, and the satellites in Kyoto can no longer detect clearly" Matrix was very frustrated.

In the matrix's view, she has no way to help Zhao Mubai, which is her dereliction of duty......

Zhao Mubai couldn't help but smile, especially when he saw the matrix pinching the corners of his skirt crampedly in mid-air, his little face was very depressed, since the birth of the matrix, with more and more communication with humans, the matrix has become more and more like humans, with its own seven emotions and six desires, and its own joys and sorrows.

For a moment, Zhao Mubai regarded the matrix as a real human being.

"Okay, what's so unhappy about this, it's not your reason, if you can't see it, you can't see it, on the side of the endless grassland and the desperate mountains, with Xu Fengnian and the Queen of Blades stationed, there will be no problem"

Originally, it was supposed to be Zhao Mubai's question matrix answer, but in the end, it became Zhao Mubai's comfort matrix.

"What about Kyoto, have you intercepted any information recently?" Zhao Mubai cleverly changed the topic.

At the mention of this, the matrix nodded again and again, "Father, the transfer of Kyoto has been very strange recently, Kyoto is sending the Chosen from various provinces to gather outside Kyoto, and all the Chosen ones are transferred at night, as if they want to hide something."

Zhao Mubai couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this, now that winter has arrived, it stands to reason that there is no large-scale beast tide in Kyoto, so why is there such a large-scale mobilization of troops?

Qian Qianyou and Zheng Zhihui are not stupid, what kind of bad weather is it in the winter, they don't know, what is the purpose of transferring troops at this time?

Zhao Mubai is not a god, and he can't detect the purpose of Kyoto based on this fragmented information alone, but he also feels that something is wrong, and there is a demon when something goes wrong.

"Give Li Miao a copy of this information, and let Bond ask the intelligence department to collect information immediately" Zhao Mubai subconsciously rubbed his chin, not knowing why he always had a bad premonition.

"Understood, father" Matrix grimaced playfully in mid-air, then disappeared again.

With a long sigh, Zhao Mubai took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, lit a cigarette with a beautiful light, and with a wave of one hand, a layer of fine spatial cracks appeared, until Zhao Mubai confirmed that there was no trace of smoke on his body, then he stood up and walked out.

Zhao Curly Ear has been born for more than a month, 47 days to be exact, after the baptism of light that Lux spared no effort, and the glorious blessing of Archbishop Rhett, the Lord of Radiance, although Xiao Curly Er was only born for a month, he was already able to stand up and walk staggeringly, and even could babble out a slurred "Daddy"

Zhao Mubai, who walked out of the study, immediately changed his face the moment he went out, and Zhao Mubai, who was already a father, now completely separated his work and family.

He didn't want to bring those things about Changbai to the family and affect Luo Tianyi or Xiaojuan'er.

Xiao Curly Ear is now playing with Luo Tianyi on the sofa in the hall, and Luo Tianyi, who has become a mother, is still the same as before, like a girl.

In the furnace that has just been renovated a few days ago, the burning camphor wood crackles after being licked by the tongue of fire, and the faint fragrance wafts away.

Zhao Mubai stood on the second floor and did not disturb such a warm picture, for Zhao Mubai, this may be the motivation for him to work hard, not only for everyone in Changbai, but also for this family.

The arrival of winter has plunged Changbai into a short period of quiet, and even the tasks on the side of the adventure guild are becoming scarcer and rarer, and more and more adventurers or adventure groups have returned to Changbai from the outside to start a rare vacation, of course, this does not include those who are on the verge of survival.

There are tens of millions of people in Changbai, even if Zhao Mubai tries hard, he can't do everything, Zhao Mubai has done his best, compared to Kyoto, countless people who are struggling with the edge of life and death, Changbai is already heaven.

The Holy Sun, the arrival of the winter is the appearance of the Holy Yang is hot, at this time the Holy Yang has completely changed, more than ten kilometers away from the Holy Sun, looking at a large area of corn fields swaying under the cold wind, has become a very beautiful scenery in this cold winter.

The latest cold-resistant plant that Mougins has cultivated has been quite successful and is still thriving in the harsh weather of -30 degrees Celsius.

As soon as dawn, a large number of Chosen People and ordinary people came from Shengyang, and this batch of grain was quite important to Changbai, so it was not allowed to be sloppy.

There are thousands of people who are the chosen ones who are guarding here in the daily day, and there are nearly 10,000 people stationed here including the staff, and even the entry and exit of the people need to go through at least three body searches, so it can be said that it is difficult to hand out even a piece suddenly.

Dressed in a white down jacket, Mougins walks around the cornfields with a group of researchers, which may seem like a planting field to others, but for Mougins, it is her heart's work.

Plants that keep out the cold are the ones that Mougins cultivated without sleep for a month, and if they were to withstand minus 30 degrees in peacetime, it would be enough for her to win the Nobel Prize, the world's highest honor.

"Record, the 482nd survey of planting and cultivation, the growth of ice corn 0-42 is normal, the maturity cycle is shortened, and it matures in about 8 days" Mougin's voice was cold.

The researcher next to him recorded what Mu Ran had just said, and his young and slightly immature face couldn't hide the joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Team leader, the cultivation of plants has been successful this time, can we rest then?"