I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1100: North America on waste soil

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"It is already July."

"Yeah."

Holding Yao Yao's little hand, strolling the streets of the sixth block, looking at the bustling market, a sense of pride and accomplishment could not help but emerge from Jiang Chen's heart.

Materials are gradually enriched, people no longer have dishes on their faces, and the clothes on their bodies are no longer strange clothes with exotic skins and rags sewn together. People in bankruptcy no longer have to sell themselves as slaves. Although NAC's Dibao will not make people feel comfortable, it will never starve to death.

The neat concrete houses have risen again from the ruins, replacing the shacks that used to be made of iron skins and wooden scaffolds. The landscape that could only be seen in the inner circle has now spread to the outer circle, benefiting everybody. Survivors.

The order of the market no longer needs to be maintained by hanging human heads and sprinkling formalin ’s corpses. For the first time, the word law regained meaning on this soil. If someone dares to disrupt the order, the NAC's garrison garrison regiments will first let them know how stupid they are.

Almost every month, Jiang Chen will take the guards to tour the NAC jurisdiction, sometimes in the sixth block, sometimes in Jiashi, Hangshi or Hongcheng, except for Yizhou Island because of too He can't go far, he has visited the settlements of more than 10,000 people.

The sixth block is undoubtedly the best development among all settlements.

On the one hand, this kind of inspection is to observe the people's feelings, but mainly to strengthen his own rule, and at the same time to brush the sense of existence among the survivors, so as not to appear old, those people forget what they look like.

The guards in exoskeletons line up on the left and right, and the power armor walks on the side, leaving enough space while protecting Jiang Chen and Yao Yao in the middle.

No matter where he goes, the sight of soldiers, merchants, and civilians on him will always be awe and worship. Some people even stopped to salute him.

As a marshal of NAC, he is not only the ruler here, but also the spiritual leader in the hearts of all survivors.

Except for the people who admire him, I do n’t know how many young girls who are pregnant with Chun. Look at him with Chiguo Guo ’s eyes. Because of the generally good genotypes, in addition to those women who are too "skinny", there are some of them.

As for the little girl he is holding, they have been selectively ignored by them. It is not uncommon to have polygamy in the wasteland. Enjoying more spouses is both the privilege and duty of the strong.

Even the "civilized people" who have not been awakening long before the war, after accepting the reality that civilization has died, will remain silent about the concept of mate selection under the law of the jungle, and even take the initiative to meet. In order to live a life without nutritional mixtures for three meals a day, most of them who have passed the "struggle period" will choose to approach those powerful men and ignore how many spouses he already has.

The eyes of those women made Yao Yao very uncomfortable, and the instinctive sense of crisis made Xiao Luo Li feel a little flustered, and leaned subconsciously on Jiang Chen ’s arm.

Before coming out, Sister Sun Jiao told her in every way that she must be optimistic about Jiang Chen's brother, otherwise there will be more and more sisters at home. She knew exactly what those women ’s eyes meant, but she could n’t do anything about it.

Thinking of his poor stature, Yao Yao pouted a little in frustration.

If the chest is slightly bigger ...

Thinking of this, Yao Yao sighed.

Although Brother Jiang Chen occasionally kissed her and could not help doing strange things, all his actions stopped at the last door. She is no longer a child, even if the refrigerant hinders her development and heart, she is already twenty years old.

However, Brother Jiang Chen always treats her as a child. She can do what Sun Jiao and Xiaorou sisters can do.

If you do n’t try it, how do you know if it ’s delicious?

"Do n’t you like summer?" Looking at Xiao Luo Li's small mouth, she misunderstood her thoughts. Jiang Chen reached out and rubbed her fluffy hair. Oh. "

"Like is like, but if summer is over, brother Jiang Chen will rarely come back ..." Hiding his body behind Jiang Chen's arm and hiding his sleeve with his small hand, Yao Yaonuo Said openly.

"How come, Yao Yao's hot pot is so delicious, I look forward to winter." Holding Yao Yao's small hand again, squeezed gently, Jiang Chen said with a smile.

But speaking of it, it would be nice if the holy shield system could be repaired before this year.

The last days have entered the Little Ice Age, and the weather will only get colder and colder in the years to come. Wanghai City is located in the south, which is still good. Jiang Chen heard that at the beginning of the year, in the area north of Shangjing, the entire settlement was often frozen into a dead city, and people who could not survive fell into cannibalism.

I do n’t know how the old Maozis farther north should survive. This is not a problem that can be solved with a bottle or two of vodka.

Even though, it is not immune to this global disaster.

Holding Yao Yao's little hand, Jiang Chen led the Guards around the outer circle in a few prosperous places, and this was the end of this month's routine inspection.

Yao Yao was sent to the returning helicopter. Jiang Chen did not go back together, but took the guard to the inner circle, went straight to the parliament building, and found Chunan, who had just opened the regular meeting.

Just half a month ago, when Jiang Chen came back last time, he hired a warship from the Beluga Whale Research Station and transported a fifty-person reconnaissance force across the Pacific to the North American continent.

In fact, he was very curious a long time ago. Asia is basically ruined. What would it look like on the North American continent?

Although neither the CCCP nor the PAC has ever landed in North America on a large scale, the nuclear bombs in the inventory greeted North America.

Jiang Chen is also curious about Africa. It is said that the world has been bombed by nuclear bombs, but the black uncles are not directly caught because they are too poor. They just smoke a few bites of second-hand smoke from the transit monsoon In the end, his own person and his own person struck dimly.

For the time being, he still can't care about such a remote place in Africa. The Indian Ocean is said to be surrounded by giant sea beasts that are hundreds of meters long. It is not so easy to cross before finding out the route. Although there are also many epic species on the Pacific Ocean, the risk is relatively lower if you go around the Bering Strait.

After seeing Chunan, Jiang Chen didn't greet much, and opened the door and asked.

"Is there news in North America?"

"According to your request, our people have established an outpost on the West Coast."

Although I do n’t quite understand why the Marshal was interested in the North American continent, Chu Nan sent a reconnaissance force in accordance with his requirements. In the past, a simple post was built on the ruins of the West Coast, and a radio communication base station was set up Connect with Sixth Street.

Jiang Chen smiled and nodded with satisfaction after hearing Chu Nan ’s report.

"Oh? Tell me soon, how is the situation there?" (To be continued.)