Linjiang City.
Yue Bay District.
Yang Fan was unaware that due to a certain mysterious visitor, the Jiuzhou Legion's attention towards him had gone through a rollercoaster of ups and downs.
Of course.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.
Who are you to judge the number one superpower user on Canglan Star?
Shameless!
At this moment.
Yang Fan was watching a crow with an expression of surprise.
Codename—Black No.33.
He grinned: "This time I really hit the jackpot. I randomly signed a group of crows, and one of them actually possesses immense potential."
According to the information provided by the Soul Stealing Wisp.
Black No.33's mind had undergone some miraculous transformation due to a certain stimulus, and it was likely that it could ignite the Netherflame in the future.
Although he didn't know what the Netherflame was, just hearing the flashy name made him sure its power wouldn't be weak.
Besides.
The shared visual range of the Spiritual Language Superpower with Black No.33 could remain clear within thirty-five kilometers.
Compared to ordinary crows, an increase of fourteen kilometers.
Yang Fan muttered: "The Spiritual Language Superpower mutated, Black No.33 also mutated, most likely related to the Primordial Star Formation."
Only the miraculous Primordial Star Formation can create such unimaginable wonders.
Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences?
After a while.
Yang Fan took off his home pajamas, changed into a set of clothes, and left home with the Great Xia National ID.
According to a notice from the community management, the city hall would distribute a free resource pack to each household today.
This was obviously intended to calm the residents' grievances and prevent them from causing irreparable incidents due to the prolonged power outage.
Though he didn't lack such resources, not going to get them might seem strange to others.
Yang Fan quickly walked to the staircase, instinctively wanting to jump down directly.
He immediately realized it was broad daylight, and there might be people in the corridor below, so he shouldn't do it.
As expected.
Yang Fan walked down three flights of stairs and just as he saw a family of four, a couple in their forties with two teenage children, coming out of their apartment.
He quickened his pace, not wanting to face them.
Because this family's reputation wasn't good, they often had conflicts with neighbors, and arguments with management were commonplace.
But although he didn't want to talk, the man initiated the conversation.
The middle-aged man shouted: "Young man, are you going to get the resource pack too?"
Yang Fan nodded: "Yes."
He continued down another floor, his ear catching the family's hushed conversation.
"I'm so much older, and he doesn't call me Uncle; this young man really lacks manners."
"Who is this young man?"
"I mentioned to you before, he lives in room 702, his parents passed away a few years ago."
Yang Fan felt a bit irritated.
Damn it!
I'm not related to you, yet you want to be my uncle? Get a grip!
The conversation continued.
"Isn't that young man living alone? How pitiful!"
"The world is so chaotic, living alone, no one to care if sick, no one to help when in trouble.
"I read in the news before, a young man living alone suddenly died of illness at home, and it took days for anyone to find out."
Yang Fan's mouth twitched: "Living alone, do I bother you? Are you cursing me to death with your words?"
But he thought, these two neighbors were right, living alone can indeed be quite pitiful sometimes.
For instance, although he had stockpiled a large amount of resources and there was snow in July outside but no power shortage inside, this feeling of having no one to share it with really stifled him!
Downstairs.
The snow had already been cleared to create a path.
Not wanting to gather together with these neighbors, Yang Fan quickened his pace a bit more.
Just then.
He keenly noticed some subtle movements on the rooftop.
Yang Fan instantly understood that the accumulated snow might be falling soon.
Sure enough.
A massive amount of snow suddenly slid from the rooftop, like a waterfall crashing down at the entrance.
The middle-aged couple had just arrived at the entrance and were instantly knocked down by the snow, appearing extremely disheveled.
The two children weren't affected, retreating to the lobby in alarm.
Listening to the sounds behind, Yang Fan quickened his steps a bit more.
If it were someone else, he would have given a heads up, but with this couple, he felt it unnecessary to utter an extra word.
*
Entrance to Yue Bay District.
It had already become a bustling crowd.
Yang Fan has lived in the community for twenty-three years since birth, but this is the first time he has seen so many people gathered at the entrance.
The crowd is surrounding a truck, presumably carrying supplies.
A man stands on the roof of the vehicle, seemingly a civil servant from the city hall, shouting through a loudspeaker repeatedly.
"Please queue up orderly, and collect your supply pack with your Great Xia National ID. The supply packs are absolutely sufficient, ensuring everyone gets one."
But the shouting doesn't seem to be very effective.
Although most people are willing to queue, a few are pushing forward regardless.
More people follow suit, causing the line to become chaotic.
Voices of commotion rise and fall.
"Why are there so few things in the supply pack?"
"Only a kilogram of rice, a small bottle of oil, and a small bag of sugar. Isn't that too stingy?"
"I've been hungry for three days. Can you give out a bit more?"
"With food prices so high now, we strongly request each person to get five supply packs!"
Yang Fan watches coldly, feeling quite speechless.
He clearly sees that the people desperately shouting for more are the loudest and the most eager to push forward.
Is this called "not full"?
Is this called "hungry for three days"?
Yang Fan couldn't help but shake his head inwardly: "The world is getting more chaotic. It's necessary to be firm when needed, otherwise trouble will come sooner or later."
In the past few decades, the Great Xia Kingdom has been the country with the best law and order on Canglan Star.
The official attitude towards the public has been quite gentle, with hardly any use of strong measures, unless the nature of the incident is extremely severe.
Yet today's situation is different from the past.
Canglan Star is undergoing dramatic changes.
The officials' way of handling things seems yet to change, still sticking to their old set of ideas.
The scene before him is the most typical example.
A small group of people deliberately or unintentionally creates chaos, trying to force officials into providing more supply packs through such means.
They attempt to gain more benefits through disturbances, but this approach undermines the interests of the majority.
Yang Fan doesn't want to join in the clamor; he just stands quietly on the outskirts of the crowd.
*
Tintera Kingdom.
Zhao Hengping, holding a brand new Great Xia National ID, boarded a large jet airliner with his wife and children.
The moment the plane took off, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Zhao Hengping held his wife Alena's hand and smiled: "Once we arrive in Great Xia, our family will be completely safe."
Alena's eyes were filled with warm affection: "Yes, dear."
Zhao Hengping said: "I heard from a friend yesterday that there was a large-scale looting in Sesla Province, with a supermarket looted empty, but the news has been suppressed."
Alena was not surprised at all: "Disasters are frequent now, and food prices in Tintera have risen tenfold; too many people are going hungry every day."
Zhao Hengping added: "The Great Xia Kingdom controls food prices very well, much lower than Tintera. The country has already begun to implement rationing, so everyone can buy food."
Alena smiled: "Great Xia is a remarkable country."
She sighed: "Tintera has done nothing, someone must be hoarding a large amount of food, but the high-ups turn a blind eye."
Zhao Hengping speculated: "Perhaps the high-ups in Tintera are involved in it too."
Alena nodded: "Tintera is beyond saving as a country."
The couple understood better than anyone that if the majority in a country can't have enough food, no matter how wealthy you are, you don't have a shred of security.
Because it is a huge powder keg that will explode with a "bang" at the slightest spark, completely destroying everything.
Zhao Hengping suddenly remembered something and said: "Oh, dear, once we arrive in Great Xia, you'd better change your name."
Alena seemed to have considered this before and immediately said: "You're surnamed Zhao, I'll follow yours; let's call my name 'Zhao Aixia'."
"Aixia" undoubtedly means "Love Great Xia Kingdom."
Zhao Hengping praised: "Good name."
Alena mentioned another matter: "Xiaoying seems to be a bit upset all the time."
Xiaoying is their eldest daughter.
Zhao Hengping was not worried: "It's okay, she will understand our earnestness once she sees the changing situation in Tintera."
Alena responded with a "Hmm."
*
Linjiang City.
Yue Bay District.
"Caw!"
A crow's cry suddenly transmitted through the Mind Link.
It was Hei Liu's communication.
This guy is the liaison stationed at Dongling Park.
No.
Should be liaison crow.
Yang Fan immediately shared Hei Liu's vision, and at once saw a snowmobile speeding toward Crow's Nest.
He curved the corner of his mouth: "Sure enough, they're here!"
These past two days, Liren used drones to feed the crows, and now they suddenly send someone, naturally indicating a need for something.
He guessed this yesterday and didn't expect them to come the next day.