Void Wind Realm.

Morning.

Luan Yan wore a neat official uniform and walked out of the house on time.

She habitually glanced up at the high sky and sighed silently.

Ten years ago, the sky on this side of the world was a pale blue.

But since the establishment of the Holy Banyan Celestial Sphere, it is said that the laws of the world have been affected, and since then, the sky has turned emerald green.

Although I thought it looked good at first, I got a little tired of watching it after ten years of watching it.

Luan Yan walked to the garage in the courtyard and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know how many years it will take for the sky to change back." ”

She quickly opened the garage door and immediately saw the speeding car in the garage.

The corners of Luan Yan's mouth couldn't help but curve slightly: "It's really unexpected!" ”

The inventor of the flying car was none other than her middle school senior.

Who would have thought that the senior who bought firewood in his own firewood shop back then is now a great god high above?

Luan Yan snickered again: "Miss Ben is also a person who knows the gods!" ”

She still clearly remembers how shocked she was when she heard that "Senior Cheng became a god general" ten years ago.

It took half a month for her to reluctantly accept the shocking news.

Luan Yan quickly put on a safety helmet, stepped onto the two-wheeled speeding car, started the Kemo engine and slowly drove towards the door of her own courtyard.

"Drop!"

"Drop!"

She also didn't forget to honk her horn twice to alert possible passers-by outside to avoid unexpected car accidents.

This is the latest model that was just purchased last month.

Compare the first generation more than ten years ago.

The new model has changed dramatically.

The engine is half the size, but the power is doubled, the shape of the whole car is smoother, the shock absorption is more comfortable, and the driving is more responsive.

In a word.

There are just too many advantages.

"Drop!"

Another whistle.

Luan Yan deflected the front of the car slightly to the right, and drove out of the yard without speed or slowness, and the inflatable wheels crushed the smooth road.

Not far away, two pedestrians were standing.

When they saw the speeding car on the road, they took another step.

Obviously.

Pedestrians heard the horn.

This also shows that it is necessary to be cautious.

Luan Yan first increased her speed to more than 30 kilometers per hour and drove quickly to the intersection ahead.

After driving for hundreds of meters.

She tilted her head slightly, glancing at a fence on the right side of the road.

The whitewashed surface of the wall is impressively painted with a line of large blue letters - Defend our homeland, have more children and more trees.

Luan Yan retracted her gaze and sighed secretly in her heart.

At first glance.

"Giving birth to children and planting trees" and "defending the family and the country" do not seem to have a dime to do so.

But that's exactly what happened.

The so-called "planting trees" is, to put it bluntly, planting stone fruit trees.

Children know that there are wars on the front line of the Holy Banyan Celestial Sphere all the time, and astronomical supplies need to be consumed every day.

One of the most important supplies is fuel.

The stone fruit produced by the stone fruit tree contains oil with a high calorific value, which is the raw material for extracting fuel.

For example, in this city.

In the yard of every house, as well as on both sides of the street, you can see stone fruit trees everywhere.

And outside the city.

A large forest of stone fruit trees has covered the earth.

As for "having more children".

That's better to understand.

The demand for troops on the Celestial Sphere Front is almost unlimited.

As far as Luan Yan knows.

Most of the adult males between the ages of 22 and 50 in the Little Spirit Realm have been shown to be soldiers.

No less than 15 per cent of adult women of the same age group become members of the military.

And "having more children" can provide an endless supply of soldiers, so that the Wanhao clan has greater war potential.

For the Wanhao clan.

This is an era in which "all people are soldiers".

At this time.

Luan Yan walked all the way, and ninety percent of the men she met along the way were women, and there were very few men.

She couldn't help but sigh secretly: "I don't know when this war will end?" ”

*

Ten minutes later.

Luan Yan arrived at her place of work, the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Her current status is that of a senior officer of the Civic Affairs Bureau.

Luan Yan knew that her appointment as a senior affairs officer was inseparable from the little relationship with Senior Cheng.

But.

Since she wasn't a warrior, the Senior Affairs Officer was already her limit.

After all, the Wanhao clan has its own set of rules, that is, the strong are respected.

Even if you know the high-ranking god generals, but your strength is insufficient, it is still impossible to break through some red lines.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Today's work has officially begun.

Luan Yan habitually brewed a cup of sweet tea and began to deal with her daily routine, that is, to collect some important data for reference.

It didn't take long.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Hurried footsteps rang out.

Luan Yan's heart tightened, and her eyes looked at the door of the office.

A female staff member next to her, who was a little older, whispered with a heavy face, "Could it be that again?" ”

Although she was vague, everyone in the office understood.

Another young female clerk sighed, "If you count the time, it seems to be about the same." ”

A few seconds later.

A male senior affairs officer, with gray temples and a black tin box in his hands, walked quickly to the door.

Luan Yan hurriedly stood up and beckoned, "Chief Liu." ”

In each office, the Senior Affairs Officer is usually responsible for all the affairs of an office and is therefore referred to as the "Chief of Affairs".

Chief Liu's old face didn't have any expression, he just put the metal box on the desk and said lightly: "Tired!" ”

After all that is said.

Commissioner Liu turned around and left, without even saying hello.

It seems quite rude to do so.

But no one minds.

No one felt that this was disrespectful.

The elderly female staff who spoke just now looked at the iron box blankly, her eyes had turned red, and her eyes were flashing with tears.

The atmosphere in the office became extremely oppressive.

A few seconds passed.

Luan Yan forcibly controlled her emotions and opened her mouth to break the silence: "Everyone, it's time to work." ”

She walked to the tin box first and reached out to open the lid.

Inside the box were a number of finger-long metal plaques, each with a string of symbols engraved on its surface.

Some metal plaques have strange marks on the surface, looking like marks left by a knife and axe.

The young female staff leaned over, glanced at the box, and her face became even heavier: "It seems to be more than the last time." ”

Luan Yan lowered her eyelids: "Yes." ”

Each metal plaque in the box is the identification card of the fallen soldiers in the city.

Since the front line was too far away from the Little Spirit Realm, it was impossible to transport the body back, so the usual practice was to take off the identity tag and send it back.

Director Liu, who personally sent the iron box over just now, and the two sons of the family were all recruited to the front line and died on the battlefield one after another.

That's why Commissioner Liu is as rude as his dead son.

The elderly female staff in the office also had a son who died on the front line, so she couldn't help but burst into tears when she saw the iron box.

And situations like this abound in various government offices.

Luan Yan said quickly: "Everyone, our task in the past two days is to send the relics back and comfort the families, and issue the corresponding pensions. ”

She took out the shelf of the chief of affairs and assigned the tasks one by one neatly.

Even though she was her boss, she still assigned tasks to herself.

Soon.

The office is gone.

Only the elderly female staff was left, sitting in a blank position and wiping her tears.

Luan Yan went to the Finance Bureau, applied for a full amount of solace, and then began to act.

With one of her subordinates, she rushed to the nearby outpost first, borrowed two mastiffs, and led the way to the deceased's home address.

In the jurisdiction of each outpost, the mastiff's familiarity with various residential areas is definitely no less than that of the inspectors, and it is the best choice to find these furry children.

Luan Yan drove the speeding car, followed closely behind the mastiff, and soon arrived at the nearest residential area.

After entering the complex.

Luan Yan saw that many houses had one or several pieces of white cloth hanging in front of them.

This means that someone in the family died on the battlefield.

The density of white cloth is very large, and almost 30% of the houses are hung with white cloth.

Luan Yan held the identity card in both hands, and the more she walked, the heavier her steps became.

She sighed again, "When will the war end?!" ”

The female clerk followed behind and nodded: "Yes, there are too many dead people." ”

The two spirit mastiffs walked in front to lead the way, and also nodded the dog's head thoughtfully: "Whew! ”

Even dogs feel that this kind of life is too sad.

Because it was not only Wan Hao people who died on the battlefield, but also the mastiffs suffered heavy casualties.

Coupled with the strong fecundity of the mastiff, a female mastiff can give birth to five to ten mastiffs in a single delivery.

So every mastiff has offspring who die on the battlefield, and they feel the same amount of suffering caused by war.

After a hard day's work.

Luan Yan only felt physically and mentally exhausted, and the cries of her family members seemed to echo in her mind.

It's not just her.

Even the spirit mastiff that was seconded was hanging its tail and looked depressed.

As soon as the group walked out of the community, they immediately discovered the situation.

"Wang!"

The mastiff barked, and looked up at the mission window at the gate.

You can see it.

A brand new notice was posted in the window.

Judging from the payment, this is the latest announcement issued by the Council Office.

Although the mastiff knows some words, after all, his education level is limited, and he only understands a small part of the content.

Luan Yan glanced at it several times, and her expression suddenly became strange.

"Wang!"

The mastiff called again.

They would be interested to know what it would be.

The young female staff touched the dog's head and explained in a low voice, "The council is going to recruit a group of female volunteers to take secret pills to help with pregnancy in order to increase the birth rate of the population. ”

Both dogs were dumbfounded.

Whew!

You can give birth to a child by drinking medicine, and you don't even need men, you humans are too good at playing, right?!

But even the dog saw it, if it wasn't a last resort, Wan Hao people would definitely not do this.

Luan Yan said lightly: "For the continuation of the race, men are desperate on the battlefield, and women certainly have more children, this is our fate." ”

As soon as this statement came out.

Both men and dogs were silent.

Luan Yan paused for a moment, and then said: "I can still give birth now, and strive to have two more in three years." ”

The young female staff member was silent for a moment, then plucked up the courage to say, "When I go back, I will sign up for the secret medicine trial." ”

The two spirit mastiffs subconsciously glanced at each other, and at the same time saw the idea of "should we have another batch of puppies" in the eyes of the other dog.

*

The surface of the celestial sphere.

Somewhere on the battlefield.

A fierce battle, just ended.

All kinds of corpses, the wreckage of all kinds of weapons and equipment, can be seen everywhere.

The swarm army was repulsed.

But the price paid by the Wanhao clan is not small.

Anyone who sees this scene will instantly understand why the Wanhao clan wants to engage in the strange method of "secret medicine pregnancy".

This is really the urgent need for more troops on the front line, otherwise the streets and alleys of each small spiritual realm will not be full of slogans of "have more children".

The large number of school-age men in the rear has inevitably affected the fertility rate.

This is a very dangerous thing to do in the long run.

Thereupon.

Forced to do so.

The Wan Hao clan came up with such a sassy operation.

At this time.

Xing Peng came out of the bunker, wearing a biochemical battle armor, carrying a magic weapon in his right hand, and was cautiously observing the surroundings.

More than ten years ago.

This guy is just an ordinary young man in Tai'an Small Spirit Realm, and by chance, he was luckily promoted by Cheng Han to be the chief inspector.

Later, he was promoted to the position of deputy director step by step, which can be described as a proud life.

But once the void was shattered, the Holy Banyan Heavenly Sphere was established, and the all-out war officially began.

The eighth year of the war.

Due to the tight situation on the front line, Xing Peng was recruited to the front line and became a lieutenant officer, bidding farewell to a comfortable life.

The so-called impermanence of life.

That's the best rendition.

"Whew!"

Xing Peng exhaled heavily, waved his hand and ordered: "Everyone clean up the battlefield and bring back all the weapons that can still be used!" ”

"Yes!"

"Understood!"

Responses rang out one after another.

Not only is there a shortage of troops on the front line, but there is also a slight shortage of supplies, so as long as there is something that can be recycled, it is necessary to recycle it as much as possible.

Xing Peng walked a few steps, looked around again, raised the magic weapon and aimed at a worm corpse in the distance, and directly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The head of the insect corpse was blown off.

Timely mending the knife of each corpse is a routine operation on the battlefield.

In the years of war.

All the unlucky ones who forgot about this all burped.

Xing Peng made up a few more shots, and suddenly felt a slight vibration under his feet.

The next moment.

Countless slender vines drilled out of the ground and covered the corpses of Wan Haoren.

Xing Peng quickly put down the muzzle of the gun, and said with a serious expression: "May your soul return to the top of the Divine Banyan." ”

Sights like this are the norm after every war.

This battlefield, that is, the giant divine vine, will devour the corpses of the Wanhao people.

But.

Xing Peng didn't understand too much why Shen Rong didn't do the same thing to the insect corpses, but let them decompose naturally.

Five minutes later.

The vine retreated into the ground.

The bodies of their comrades were gone, leaving only equipment and identity tags in their place.

Xing Peng walked more than ten meters, stretched out his hand and took off an identity tag, and said softly: "Brother, in a month, you will be able to go home." ”

*

Distance.

Cheng Han stood quietly in the void, silently overlooking the battlefield.

For the past ten years, as a god general, he has been in charge of a large war domain, and has been fighting against the swarm.

on the side.

The Black Tower God General said with admiration on his face: "Your Excellency, you have been laying out for ten years, and now you should be able to close the net, right?" ”

Cheng Han nodded: "It's time." ”