Chapitre 59: Granary
When they returned to the basketball court, Craig, who had escorted Marquis and Octavio, had just come back.
"How did it go? Did you find out?" Craig asked.Since it was their first time at the granary, they weren't familiar with the layout and couldn't act recklessly.
"We found out." Hurley asked Craig for a pen and drew a rough layout of the granary on a piece of paper. "This is the entrance..."Hurley's drawing was simple, but it was understandable.
"Good ." Craig patted Hurley on the shoulder with joy. "Your contributions will be remembered. Once we transport the grain back, rewards will be given to you."
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The next morning, panic spread among the villagers in the entire granary.All the rice from the six granaries had disappeared into thin air!People searched inside and outside, even digging several meters deep into the ground beneath the granary, but not a single grain of rice was found.
The village chief urgently called a meeting, his face grim. "I refuse to believe that the rice from several warehouses would suddenly vanish. Someone must have moved it."
The villagers didn't want to believe it either, but setting aside supernatural explanations, how could hundreds of thousands of bags of rice vanish from right under their noses?
Several villagers responsible for guarding the granary complained, "We didn't go anywhere last night. We stayed outside the door and heard no movement all night."
"Village chief, there are no signs of damage to the granary, and there are no underground passages."The implication was that the rice had indeed disappeared out of thin air.
Some older villagers were in distress. "We shouldn't have taken over the granary. This is the city's emergency food reserve. Without this rice, who knows how many people will starve. This is heaven's punishment for us.""I think we should leave and go back to the village. This matter is too mysterious. Without divine intervention, who could have taken the rice from several granaries?"
"I'm sure it's not done by humans. Perhaps this is a warning from the heavens. Let's leave quickly and beware of divine punishment."These words made other villagers even more panicked, and the idea of retreating was strong in their hearts.
"Shut up, all of you! What time is it, and you still believe in this? If there were really immortals, why didn't they also take away the grain we transported?" The village chief had no belief in the mystical.
He was certain that someone had secretly taken away the rice. As for how that person managed to empty the granaries silently overnight, they would only find out when they caught the culprit.Village chief, could it be those people from the base who did this?"
"Go and bring them here for questioning." The village chief also suspected them. During this period, only they had come knocking on their doors. Everything was fine before, but on the day after they arrived, the rice Clearly, all the evidence pointed to them.
"Everyone, grab your weapons and follow me."In a fog of confusion, the villagers, convinced that the people from the base had stolen the rice, were filled with anger and determination. "We must take the grain back. With so many of us, we don't believe we can't overcome them."
The elderly, women, and children stayed behind guarding the granary, while the adults armed themselves with guns, shovels, and axes, marching vigorously towards the basketball court.
At this time, the grain transport team had just woken up. Alice brought out hot water for washing.After changing out of her pajamas, she retrieved a plate of dumplings and a cup of soy milk from her space, and casually opened a movie to watch.
Just as Alice finished breakfast, Craig's shout came from outside, "Everyone, be on guard!"
Alice pulled open the curtain and saw hundreds of villagers stepping on the snowy ground, each with a gloomy face, glaring at them fiercely.
The villagers surrounded the entire basketball court, and those holding guns aimed them at the transport team.
Craig's expression wasn't great either. He walked forward and questioned, "What do you by this?""Surrender the rice from the granary, or nobody is leaving here," the village chief glared at them menacingly.
"What?" Craig was momentarily puzzled.Each word was clear to him, so why couldn't he understand when they were strung together?
"Don't play dumb. The rice in our granary is gone. Did you steal it?"
This time, Craig understood. He couldn't help but chuckle, "Are you afraid we'll snatch your grain, so you want to resort to violence? There's no need for such an absurd excuse. There are only a few of us. Would anyone believe that?"
Wasn't this similar to a certain country falsely claiming the disappearance of two soldiers as a pretext for war?
These villagers had quite the imagination, directly claiming the rice was gone and seizing the opportunity to accuse them.
"The rice in our granary really disappeared. If it wasn't you, then who? There are only a few outsiders like you around."We don't know what tricks you used. Now, hand it over honestly. Let's avoid a bloody conflict, or don't blame us for being impolite."In short, surrender the rice, and we'll spare your lives."
Silence fell upon the entire grain transport team, except for Alice, who knew the truth.
"So, we should be grateful to you? That's hilarious. We didn't take anything. What should we hand over?"Present some evidence. You're making baseless accusations."
The village chief smirked darkly, "Since you insist on toasting but not eating and want to face the consequences, there's no need to be polite."
"Attack!"The surrounding villagers surged forward. Craig raised his gun and fired into the air, saying, "Those who don't cherish their lives can keep coming."
The villagers hesitated for a moment, and when they reacted, they swung their weapons and rushed forward regardless.
The grain transport team showed no mercy, delivering powerful blows that easily knocked them to the ground.
Alice pulled out a knife, swiftly intervening when they swung their clubs. She broke the wooden clubs into several neat sections.
Everyone stared at the knife in Alice's hand, shining with a cold light. They involuntarily took steps back, unwilling to confront her head-on.
Seeing that they were at a disadvantage, the village chief immediately grabbed a gun and aimed it at Craig, ready to fire.
"Bang!"
A gunshot suddenly rang out, freezing the intense confrontation. Almost simultaneously, everyone turned to look.
There was a bloody hole on the village chief's forehead. He widened his pupils, the gun slipping from his hand, and his body stumbled before falling onto the snowy ground.
Someone angrily glared at the person who fired the shot. Alice, holding a rifle, calmly met their gaze and asked coldly, "Still want to fight? Don't think you're the only ones with guns; we have them too."
"Village chief, wake up!" Several villagers ran over to help the village chief.
The village chief moved his lips, trying to say something. When he opened his mouth, blood spurted out, and his hand dropped.
All the villagers were horrified. They also had guns, and sacrificing dozens of lives wasn't worth it.
In the end, Craig spared them. "
The villagers left with the village chief's body. After walking a few meters, they threatened, "This isn't over. We won't let it go so easily."
Craig clapped his hands, unafraid, and said, "I'll be waiting for you."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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