Chapter 8 Bomb this shit for me
Yang Fan discovered that the crow companion was more useful than he had expected.

Because he can actually share the crow's vision.

of course.

Not without limitations.

The scene is quite clear within 500 meters, and is no different from seeing it with your own eyes.

It is a little blurry within one thousand meters, and even blurrier within two thousand meters. People's faces cannot be seen clearly, and it cannot be shared beyond three thousand meters.

Despite this, it is still a very awesome ability.

Yang Fan ordered the crows to circle around and observe the situation around the community from a bird's perspective.

He soon noticed something unusual: "There used to be a lot of people walking their dogs around here, but now there seem to be fewer dogs."

Among the reasons.

It's self-evident.

Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle, "Dogs are humans' most loyal friends!"

After a while.

He discovered another little thing.

A luxury car drove onto the sidewalk and stopped. A middle-aged fat man got out of the car and walked away without looking back.

The sidewalk was not wide and was blocked in an instant.

If pedestrians want to pass through, they must go around a green belt.

Due to various reasons, fewer people are driving to and from work recently, and many people leave their cars parked, making parking spaces even more scarce.

But there is no parking space and you cannot park on the sidewalk.

Yang Fan said, "Pooh!" "What a wicked thing!"

Where he lives in Yuewan Community, parking spaces are tight and people often park their cars randomly, causing traffic jams, so he hates such people.

He watched the middle-aged fat man enter a convenience store and ordered, "Bomb this bastard!"

"Cuck!"

The sounds of a few crows crowed magically echoed in my mind.

Subsequently.

Yang Fan witnessed the performance of the crows.

He merely issued an order without giving any specific instructions, but the performance of the crows really surprised him.

*
"Squeak!"

Accompanied by a soft sound.

The door of the convenience store was pushed open.

The middle-aged fat man was holding a pack of cigarettes and walking leisurely towards the community in front.

After walking about ten meters, he suddenly heard a crow cry from above his head.

"Cuck!"

Just as he was about to look up, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye: a white object fell from the sky and landed accurately on his shoulder.

The middle-aged fat man turned his head and saw that his face was a little green.

This is actually a pile of bird poop!
He cursed "spicy Gobi" in frustration and quickly started rummaging through his pockets, trying to find something to wipe off the disgusting bird droppings.

next moment.

The middle-aged fat man suddenly felt that his head and neck seemed to be hit by something wet.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his neck, then brought his hand in front of him and took a look, his face suddenly turning even greener.

Bird poop again!

There are two groups!

The middle-aged fat man cursed "Fuck" in embarrassment, turned around and rushed towards the sidewalk.

He had remembered that there was a pack of tissues in the car.

Ten seconds later.

The middle-aged fat man ran to his car.

He immediately saw three crows stepping on the hood, walking back and forth from time to time, making sharp "hissing" sounds.

The middle-aged fat man waved his bird-shit-stained hand and shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

The three crows were frightened and spread their wings and flew away.

But they did not fly far away, but landed on a tree not far away.

The middle-aged fat man looked at the hood and his old face twitched violently.

There were at least twenty white scratches on the hood, which were particularly eye-catching against the black paint.

How could he not know that this was definitely the work of the crows.

The crow's claws are so sharp that it is easy for it to make such a scratch.

The middle-aged fat man was extremely annoyed, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind: "Call the police?"

He shook his head, dispelling the ridiculous thought.

Because the patrolmen at the patrol station would not arrest Crow and put him in jail. They would only advise him to file an insurance claim and secretly laugh at the unlucky guy.

"Quack! Quack!"

The sound of crows' hooves came again.

As if laughing at him.

The middle-aged fat man was furious, picked up a stone from the roadside, and threw it at a crow. What a pity.

The stone hit nothing.

The crow was very smart and had flown away long ago.

The middle-aged fat man was so angry that he had no place to vent. He could only open the car door in frustration, wipe the bird droppings hastily, start the car and leave.

no way.

Now I smell like bird shit all over, I can only go home and take a shower.

*
Yuewan Community.

Yang Fan looked surprised: "The crows' coordination is quite impressive."

He thought of more application scenarios: "In the future, when I look for rare objects, I can use my crow partner to search, instead of searching in the wild for several days."

With the efficiency of six crows, it is enough to cover a hill in one day.

As for himself, all he had to do was lie down comfortably.

Yang Fan rubbed his forehead and decided to take a rest.

Because I have conquered so many companions, my mental energy has been consumed a lot.

At seven o'clock sharp.

The important press conference of the Daxia Council started on time.

Although there is still no electricity in Yuewan Community and its surrounding areas, it does not affect residents' viewing of the press conference.

The official broadcast will be simultaneous on the radio. You can listen to the content of the press conference by using the radio on your mobile phone or downloading an APP.

Yang Fan sat on the sofa, staring at the spokesperson on the TV screen without blinking.

He has a rare item, the Thunder Branch, which serves as a power source, so he can watch TV even when there is a power outage.

This press conference was broadcast on a public television channel and could be watched smoothly without an internet connection.

He had a hunch that the state was going to show something at the press conference, so he turned on the TV.

"I feel very complicated standing on the podium today, because Daxia is about to usher in a historic moment."

Several figures sat upright, each with a very serious expression.

These people are the representatives who spoke.

"You should all know that in the past six months, disasters have occurred frequently around the world, and the entire Canglan Star is facing a serious crisis."

"In order to deal with this comprehensive crisis and protect the lives and property of all citizens of Daxia, I hereby declare that Daxia will officially enter a state of emergency from now on."

Yang Fan murmured, "Sure enough!"

He had guessed this a long time ago.

But the next sentence surprised him greatly.

"From now on, the Daxia Emergency Act will also officially take effect. The implementation period of this act is tentatively set at 30 years!"

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Why thirty years?"

In the living room upstairs.

A middle-aged couple in their fifties and their son in his twenties were listening to the sound coming from the mobile phone radio.

"…Tentatively set at thirty years!"

When the family of three heard the word "thirty years", they shouted together.

"Such a long time?"

"Does it have to take so long?"

The family looked at each other in confusion.

downstairs.

Yang Fan quickly guessed the answer to a question that ordinary people couldn't figure out: "Perhaps Canglan Star has not really descended into the original world, and the whole process will continue for another thirty years."

He was a little frightened: "This process is likely to be full of crises, otherwise the Great Xia Kingdom would not have made such a decision."

He then came to another conclusion: "My judgment is correct. Daxia Country does have a source of intelligence and has a certain understanding of the original world."

“I will now briefly introduce the provisions of the Daxia Emergency Act.

“First, the Great Xia Kingdom will initiate a large-scale conscription.

"Second, Daxia will establish an engineering corps and recruit engineers."

Yang Fan was surprised: "So many?"

He then had an epiphany: "The situation is so chaotic recently, and there are too many unemployed people. It would be better to recruit them into the army and engineering corps."

"Third, for the next month, Daxia's material supply will be fully switched to a rationing system."

Yang Fan was very thankful: "Fortunately, I stockpiled so many supplies in advance, otherwise I wouldn't be able to buy them even if I had money."

In the living room upstairs.

When the middle-aged couple heard the word "rationing", they immediately started complaining to each other.

"The day before yesterday I asked you to go to the underground market to buy food, but you thought it was too expensive. Now you can't buy it now, right?"

"The Great Xia Kingdom won't let us starve to death!"

"You won't starve to death, but you can't have another meal!"

The young son was busy trying to stop the quarrel: "Mom and Dad, stop arguing. The press conference isn't over yet."

"Fourth, Daxia Kingdom..."

(End of this chapter)