The next day, Huang Shang got up from Su Lan's gentle countryside and looked at the delicate body beside him for a while before he came back to his senses and got dressed.

Su Lan, who was born as a military girl, always gave Huang Shang an inexplicable sense of unreality, but when she touched her body and heat, it couldn't be more real.

Women are really complicated.

Perhaps, this is Huang Shang's evaluation of Su Lan, he looks cold on weekdays, but at night, he becomes another woman, day and night, as if he is not alone.

He liked it, though.

After getting dressed, Huang Shang returned to the office and browsed the day's documents, he had already planted eyeliner in the base, responsible for recording the overall mood and attitude of the residents, and he found that after letting the opinion leaders in the base visit the granary, all the rumors spread in the past disappeared, and the people who spread the rumors also seemed to have disappeared and integrated into the entire base.

However, everyone needs to be held accountable for their actions, and the people in the base are no exception.

The base is not a gentle haven for cowards, nor a refuge for villains, it is a place full of hope, and Huang Shang has already planned for the future, and he will use the base as the center to establish order on this wasteland.

It's all too far away, but how can you do it without a thought?

"Dangdang."

There was a crisp knock on the door, Huang Shang was a little surprised, he didn't expect these people to be so efficient.

"Come in." Huang Shang coughed lightly and supported his chin with both hands.

With a bang, the muffled sound of flesh kissing the steel ground came, and the two people outside the door were very rough, throwing the four prisoners tied into zongzi directly to the ground.

Looking at the innocent eyes of the prisoners, if it weren't for Huang Shang's knowledge in advance, it would be hard to imagine that these people were rumor-mongers and spreaders.

"Wronged, Lord, we are all innocent!"

"Please be the master of our efforts to catch these villains who are violent against us."

"The base is not a refuge for the wicked!"

The four prisoners got up, huddled together, and begged their grandfather to complain to Huang Shang about their grandmother's grievances.

"Don't you know what you've done?" The original playful expression became gloomy and cold, and what Huang Shang hated the most was these straw bales who pretended to be innocent and stabbed in the back.

Sometimes, the consequences of this kind of ineffective fart are even much greater than that of mutants.

For example, the fallacy of the 'doomsday collapse theory' has been widely circulated throughout the base, and if he hadn't obtained enough food in time and immediately arrested the rumor-mongers, the evil consequences for the centripetal force and cohesion of the base would be immeasurable.

Looking at their thin image, Huang Shang was a little unbearable, but when he thought of the viciousness they made, he was extremely angry.

"It looks like you haven't realized your mistake yet."

Seeing the four prisoners crying and not explaining what had happened to him, Huang Shang slowly stood up and stepped on the face of one of the prisoners, and a bloody mark appeared on his face.

The two 'agents' who carried out the arrest were also taken aback.

"Show them the evidence of the crime, and you can take care of the rest."

As soon as he returned to the base, Huang Shang learned that rumors were rampant in the base, and he instructed Fang Li to investigate everyone's brains, and soon found the cause and culprit of the incident.

These four rumor-mongers and disseminators were not slaves bought back by Huang Shang at first, but speculators who went with the flow and took advantage of the chaos when the base was being built.

Huang Shang admitted that this was his own negligence, when he asked Fang Li to do a good job of mental marking, he didn't care so much, but he didn't expect that it would bring a serious public opinion storm to the base.

The four rumor-mongers, who had been robbers of a certain organization and usually lived by robbing survivors, made up their minds when they discovered a nearby base.

But after several major battles, they discovered the strength of the base lords, and their previous plans were self-defeating, and in order to survive, they pretended to be slaves and mixed in.

Clear scenes of memories were projected in the brains of the four prisoners, and Fang Li was manipulating their memories on the side, clearly reliving the series of actions of the 'Doomsday Collapse Theory'.

When the screen in their minds disappeared, the four prisoners regained their senses with pale faces, and when they opened their eyes, they saw Huang Shang's indifferent gaze.

They were about to say something to plead for themselves, but Huang Shang turned away and said no more, and then they were taken down by two 'agents'.

After a few minutes, four gunshots rang out from one of the compartments, and everything was calm again.

The two agents were Huang Shang's cronies, and in the process of building the base, they showed the most hard work, and under Fang Li's mental test, there were no bad intentions, and unconsciously, they became a channel for Huang Shang to understand public opinion.

The rumors were put to an end, business was going on, and in a few days, Huang Shang planned to open up the territory on the surface.

......

The empty laboratory was stacked with all kinds of messy mechanical parts, Victor with a pair of black-framed eyes, was stunned at a roll of drawings, as the parts catalog gradually became clearer, the exquisite mechanisms were infinitely magnified, and the doubts in his heart became less and less, he had a hunch that in just three days, he would completely break through the technical structure of the Assassin 2K-gunship.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Victor sighed, stretched, made himself a cup of coffee, and glanced towards the crack in the door, "Come in." ”

The door was slowly pushed open, and it was a diminutive fellow who waved at him when Victor wondered when there was such a person in the base.

"Hello, my name is Nantian, and we will be colleagues from now on." Nantian showed a bright smile, "I am majoring in astronautics, and the Nantian 3 carrier rocket has flown out of the atmosphere, I believe it will help you." ”

At first, Victor was not very impatient, but when the little guy took out a tablet and showed his 'space achievements', his expression changed from impatience at first, to disdain, and from disdain to shock, and finally stopped at the beginning.

"It's... How is this possible? ”

Victor scolded his mother in his heart at this time, how could a little hairy child who was fourteen or fifteen years old have not grown all his hair, how could he have this kind of technology, and even with this kind of rocket miniaturization technology, how could he assemble the entire rocket soldier and launch it into space by himself? !

"Wait!" Victor was stunned, as if he remembered something, "Little guy, your surname is Nan?" ”

"What's wrong?" Nantian wondered.

"Was your father assassinated, leaving only your mother?" Victor's voice trembled, almost in disbelief at what he saw.

"How do you know...... But now my mother is dead. Nantian showed a grief-stricken expression, tears rolling in his eyes.

"I'm sorry kid, but with all due respect, is your mother if... Called Nanyin? ”

"Yes." Nantian nodded, "How do you know?" ”

"No... It's nothing. Victor immediately put away the topic and touched his head, "Don't worry, little one, you must be strong, I will take care of you." ”

"I don't need you to take care of me, I'll be your good colleague."

"I think the same way you do." Victor stood up slowly, he was a little hesitant now, should he write a report on what he knew, and then submit it to the chief's office?