Chapter 17: Good Luck, a Spiritual Crow
Linjiang City.

Yuewan Community.

Yang Fan didn't know that because of a certain alien, the Jiuzhou Legion's attention on him experienced a roller coaster-like ups and downs.

of course.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.

As the number one supernatural being on Canglan Star, are you qualified to judge?

shameless!
At this moment.

Yang Fan was looking at a crow with a look of surprise.

Code name: Black Thirty-Three.

He grinned, "I'm really lucky this time. I just signed a bunch of crows and found one with super high potential."

According to the information given by the Soul-stealing Cicada.

Black Sanshisan's spirit was stimulated by something and underwent a miraculous transformation. In the future, he will most likely be able to ignite the Netherworld Flame.

Although I don't know what the Nether Flame is, just by hearing this cool name, I know that its power must be very strong.

Besides.

The shared visual range of the Spiritual Language ability and Black Thirty-Three can remain clear within a range of thirty-five kilometers.

Compared with ordinary crows, it is fourteen kilometers longer.

Yang Fan muttered, "The Spiritual Language ability has mutated, and Black Thirty-Three has also mutated. It is probably related to the original astrology."

Only the magical original astrology can create all kinds of incredible miracles.

Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences in the world?

After a while.

Yang Fan took off his pajamas, changed his clothes, took his Daxia citizenship ID and left home.

According to the notice from the community property management, the city hall will distribute a supply package to each household free of charge today.

This is obviously intended to quell the residents' grievances and prevent them from causing unmanageable trouble due to power outages for too long.

Although he was not short of such supplies, it would seem strange if he did not go to get them.

Yang Fan walked quickly to the stairwell and subconsciously wanted to jump down.

He immediately realized that it was broad daylight and there might be someone in the corridor below, so he couldn't do that.

as predicted.

Yang Fan walked down three flights of stairs and saw a family of four, a couple in their forties, with two teenage children, walking out of the house.

The middle-aged man smiled at him, his eyes scrutinizing him: "Young man, are you going to get the supply package too?"

Yang Fan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at, but he still nodded and said, "Yes."

He walked down one more floor and caught the sound of the family's hushed conversation.

"Who is this young man?"

"I told you before that the guy who lives in Room 702, his parents passed away a few years ago."

"Tsk, isn't that a person? How pitiful."

"Yes, the world is in such a mess. If you don't have someone to take care of you, you never know when you will die."

When the couple talked, there was an indescribable sense of superiority in their tone.

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched.

What these two neighbors said is true. Living alone can be really pitiful sometimes.

For example, even though you have stockpiled a lot of supplies and there is no shortage of electricity at home even when it is snowing outside in July, there is no one to share this feeling with, and you feel so pitiful alone!
Yang Fan took a few more steps and suddenly recalled that during the power outage, all the meat in the refrigerators of the residents in the community had gone bad.

This family seemed to have cleaned out a lot of rotten meat, and the middle-aged woman was crying with tears and snot.

Arrived downstairs.

A path had been cleared through the snow.

Yang Fan didn't want to get together with these neighbors, so he quickened his pace.

at this time.

He keenly noticed that there was some movement on the rooftop.

He looked back at the front door of the first floor, moved his lips a few times, but finally said nothing.

soon.

A large amount of snow slid down from the roof and fell to the door of the first floor like a waterfall.

The middle-aged couple had just walked to the door when they were knocked to the ground by the accumulated snow, looking extremely embarrassed.

The two children were not affected and retreated back to the first floor hall screaming.

Yang Fan listened to the noise behind him and laughed silently.

There are all kinds of birds in a big forest, and no matter when, there are always those who like to step on others for fun.

If it were someone else, he would definitely remind them, but for this couple, he was too lazy to say a word.

*
At the entrance of Yuewan Community.

This place has become crowded with people.

Yang Fan has lived in the community for twenty-three years since he was born, but this is the first time he has seen so many people gathered at the entrance of the community.

The crowd was surrounding a truck, probably a vehicle transporting supplies.

A person stood on the roof of the car. He seemed to be a civil servant from the city hall. He was holding a loud speaker and shouting over and over again. "Please line up in an orderly manner and use your Daxia citizen ID to receive the supply package. There are definitely enough supply packages to ensure that everyone can get one."

But the shouting was not effective.

Although most people are willing to queue, a few people push forward regardless.

More people followed suit and the team became chaotic.

Noisy sounds came one after another.

"Why are there so few things in the supply bag?"

"One bag only contains one kilogram of rice, a small bottle of oil and a small bag of sugar. Isn't this too stingy?"

"I've been hungry for three days, can you give me some more food?"

"With food prices so high right now, we strongly request that five food supply packages be distributed to everyone!"

Yang Fan watched coldly, feeling quite speechless.

He clearly saw that those who were desperately clamoring for more things were shouting louder than anyone else and pushing forward more vigorously than anyone else.

Is this called "not full"?
This is called "three days of hunger"?
Yang Fan couldn't help but secretly shook his head: "The world is getting more and more chaotic. We have to be tough when we need to be tough, otherwise chaos will arise sooner or later."

For the past several decades, Daxia has always been the country with the best public security on Canglan Star.

The authorities' attitude towards the people is quite gentle, and they rarely use force, unless it is a very serious incident.

But today is different.

Canglan Star is undergoing drastic changes.

However, the official way of doing things seems to have not changed yet, and they are still thinking in the same old way.

The present moment is the most typical example.

A small group of people intentionally or unintentionally created chaos in an attempt to force the authorities and obtain more supply packages.

They tried to gain more benefits by causing trouble, but this practice harmed the interests of the majority.

Yang Fan didn't want to join in the commotion, so he just stood quietly on the edge of the crowd.

*
Tintra country.

Carrying his brand new Daxia nationality ID card, Zhao Hengping boarded a jumbo jet with his wife and children.

The moment the plane took off, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Hengping grabbed his wife Elena's hand and said with a smile: "As long as we reach Daxia, our family will be completely safe."

Elena's eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness: "Yes, dear."

Zhao Hengping said: "I heard from a friend yesterday that there was a large-scale looting in the province of Cecil. A supermarket was completely looted, but the news has been suppressed."

Elena was not surprised at all: "Now disasters happen frequently, the price of food in Tintra has increased tenfold, and too many people are starving every day."

Zhao Hengping added: "Daxia has very good control over grain prices. The price is much lower than that of Tintra. The whole country has begun to implement a rationing system, and everyone can buy grain."

Elena smiled: "Daxia is an amazing country."

She sighed, "Tintra didn't do anything. Someone must be hoarding a lot of food, and the higher-ups are turning a blind eye to it."

Zhao Hengping guessed: "Perhaps the top leaders of Tintra are also involved."

Elena nodded: "The country of Tintra is hopeless."

The couple understood better than anyone that if most people in a country don’t have enough food to eat, no matter how rich you are, you won’t feel secure at all.

Because this is a huge gunpowder barrel, as long as there is a spark, it will explode with a "boom" and completely destroy everything.

Zhao Hengping suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, dear, when you get to Daxia, you'd better change your name."

Elena seemed to have thought about this question a long time ago, and immediately said: "Your last name is Zhao, so I will follow your last name, and my name will be 'Zhao Aixia'."

The two words "Love Xia" undoubtedly mean "love the Great Xia Kingdom".

Zhao Hengping praised: "What a good name."

Elena mentioned another thing: "Xiaoying seems to be a little depressed all the time."

Xiaoying is their eldest daughter.

Zhao Hengping was not worried: "It doesn't matter. When she sees the changes in the situation in Tintra, she will naturally understand our painstaking efforts."

Elena said "hmm".

*
Linjiang City.

Yuewan Community.

"Cuck!"

A crow's cry suddenly came through the mental link.

It was the message from Hei Liu.

This guy is the liaison officer stationed at Dongling Park.

No.

It should be a communication crow.

Yang Fan immediately shared Hei Liu's vision and immediately saw a snowmobile driving quickly towards the Crow's Nest.

The corners of his mouth curved up: "As expected!"

When Li Jian was feeding the crows these past two days, he was using a drone. Now he suddenly sent people over, so naturally he had something to ask for.

He guessed this yesterday, but he didn't expect it to come the next day.

(End of this chapter)