Chapter 291 Charitable Organizations

   war.

   From the movie, the word seems to be far away from the interstellar space-time, but in fact, in Zhang Tianyuan's view, it is more likely to be just covered up.

  It was mentioned in the movie that NASA was once disbanded because it refused to drop bombs on starving people in the stratosphere, but it was only rebuilt later.

  When a country has a huge contradiction that cannot be reconciled, it will choose to transfer outward in most cases, and war is also the most common form.

   In Zhang Tianyuan's view, he can throw bombs on the hungry people in his own country or near the border, which shows that the means of transferring conflicts to the outside world is likely to be ineffective.

   That is to say, the means of war have been tried by some people, and they have failed, or have little effect.

   Think about it too, what is the purpose of the war in such a situation of intense internal contradictions?

The purpose of    is to plunder the wealth created by the people of other countries, and then take these wealth as his own, transport it back to his own country for distribution, and alleviate domestic conflicts.

   And where does wealth come from?

   from the land.

   Food, minerals, population, nothing is not dependent on land.

  The land in the interstellar time and space has become unsuitable for planting, the desertification is serious, and the blight is spreading among various plant species, and even a touch of green can be seen on the land.

   Food can no longer be grown.

   In this way, it is difficult for the side that started the war to obtain food from the defeated side, and at most the grain reserves in their warehouse are removed.

   As for other resources such as minerals and population, these are actually meaningless or even a burden when food is insufficient.

   The citizens have nothing to eat, how much mineral resources are occupied, how complete the industry is developed, and how fast the economy develops?

   It is impossible for all the citizens to directly ascend mechanically, so they should eat engine oil instead?

   In addition, the development of these industries will also crowd out the population resources and increase the consumption of grain. The already small grain reserves are so tossed, I am afraid that cockroaches entering the granary will be regarded as grain reserves.

   Therefore, in this time and space, as countries are in a hurry to reserve food, launching a war has gradually become a purely loss-making business, and many countries may not even be able to squeeze out the logistical food reserves before launching the war.

   Of course, in order to plunder the food reserves of various countries, it is a high probability that a great war occurred in interstellar space and time.

   Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why the drones attached to the command center in New Delhi will fly across the ocean to North America.

  If it really flew from New Delhi for ten years to fly there, then this automatic cruise is really too outrageous, and Brownian motion is difficult to explain.

   These speculations, Zhang Tianyuan communicated with Instructor Yin face to face.

   So when Instructor Yin "heared" the little girl's sign language, he wasn't too surprised.

   President's message has always been accurate.

   He just looked at the sand and dust wrapped in the air, looked at the sun, and felt a little worried in his heart.

   "Did many people die in that war?" he asked.

   The little girl tilted her head, as if thinking about what the adult had said to her before, and after a while, she nodded hesitantly.

   Instructor Yin asked again: "What countries are participating in the war?"

   This little girl really didn't understand, she simply shook her head neatly.

   Instructor Yin knew that it was the limit to ask here, so he changed the topic and asked about the little girl's reading.

   The result was not what he expected, and the little girl shook her head.

  Instructor Yin touched her head with a hand that he wore, and sighed inwardly, but a smile appeared on his face: "It's okay, you can still go to school in the future."

   The group did not go far on the road before approaching the city in front.

Like the surrounding environment, the city is also shrouded in sand and dust. It looks khaki. The accumulation of sand can be seen everywhere on all planes. In fact, it has gotten a lot better.

Even the road was buried under nearly one centimeter thick yellow sand. Walking on the road was soft. Some skinny workers in uniforms were holding tools, trying their best to push the sand together, and then shoveling them into the cart. Pull away manually.

Outside the shops along the road, the dilapidated signboards are also covered with sand and dust. There are people selling hand-woven fabrics, books, tools, and even handmade blacksmith shops. Dangdang sounds It kept on pounding on some sort of hoe-like implement.

   Except for the towering buildings, these shops have a distinct business scope with almost no traces of modernity.

  The only thing worth mentioning is that in every corner of the city, as long as there is open space, corn is planted on it, which is like planting corn as green vegetation.

   It's just that the tall corn stalks are also covered with a layer of sand, which looks sick and doesn't see much greenery.

   And outside these corns, there are also handmade signs with different materials and shapes, but the same sentence is written in ink on it—

   "Dongxing Street Residents' Commons, Destruction and Stealing of Public Food is strictly prohibited!"

  This is a closed block.

  Instructor Yin's car came in and attracted the attention of the public, especially the barrel of mineral water that Instructor Yin was carrying, which made many people's eyes go straight, and they swallowed saliva unconsciously.

   Having seen the scene in the city, Instructor Yin already has a basic understanding of the situation in this time and space.

   Judging from the brand of the Resident Commons, the official of this time and space still exists, and it has considerable control, and it has not collapsed due to famine.

   Entering the block, the little girl relaxed a lot to the naked eye. She would also nod and say hello to some people or other children, and some people came up vigilantly to ask Instructor Yin the identity of the team.

   In this regard, Instructor Yin went with the flow and sent a car to take the little girl home, and then asked that person to help bring them to the police station.

   That person seemed a little stunned by this request. He had thought that the group of people in front of him were outlaws. Who knew that these people would actually take the initiative to go to the police station?

   Surprised but surprised, this man is unequivocal in his work. With the payment of a bucket of mineral water, he walked the convoy to the destination.

The    convoy had already attracted attention when it arrived at the gate of the police station, so there was no need for Instructor Yin to go in, and the police officers came to the gate to inquire about the situation.

   "You people are..."

   Instructor Yin was just about to answer when the police officer continued to say, "You guys are scavenging outside, right?"

   "A scavenger?" Instructor Yin roughly understood what the police officer meant, and then he shook his head and denied, "We are not scavengers."

   "Well..." The policeman named Ma Le nodded and said nothing.

   But he looked at the team up and down, and he had already decided in his heart that this was a strong scavenger group.

  After the food shortage, the world order was loosened, and the order of various countries was also damaged to varying degrees by famine.

   In this case, it is normal for a group of scavengers to appear.

   These people are wandering, camping, looking for groundwater, looking for food, looking for good quality farmland without the threat of sandstorms, looking for minerals and gasoline…

   Of course, this is a law-abiding scavenger, or a scavenger with a conscience.

   After confirming the identity of Instructor Yin and his party, Ma Le had secretly raised his guard, and put his hand on his waist intentionally or unintentionally.

   Instructor Yin still didn't know that his identity had been set in Ma Le's heart. He kept his normal face and wanted to talk to Ma Le in the room.

   In this regard, Ma Le did not refuse. After calling out a few colleagues to look at the remaining team members, he walked into the police station office with Instructor Yin and Zheng Xu.

   Entering the room, the air here is much cleaner than outside, but the feeling of impurities and turbidity is still very strong.

   Instructor Yin couldn't handle this for the time being. After he sat down, he took a bucket of water from Zheng Xu from behind and put it on the table.

   Ma Le paused and looked at the pure water in the bucket and the plastic-sealed bottle cap: "This is you?"

   Instructor Yin opened the bottle of pure water, took the cup and poured a glass of water for Ma Le, and then said to Ma Le who was still in place:

   "Officer Ma, that's actually the case."

   "We are from a charitable organization and have a lot of fresh water. Then we found that the current domestic fresh water is very scarce, so we want to make a little contribution and hope that Police Officer Ma can help report and coordinate."

  The situation of domestic water shortage in the No. 7 time-space was speculated as early as at the expert meeting, and then this view was verified during the last drone inspection of the Mutual Rescue Society.

   Ma Le scratched his head, but couldn't react for a while.

   "Contribution?" He looked at the water on the table, and then at the mineral water with industrial traces, which is now rare.

   "Do you want to donate a batch of water?" Ma Le blinked.

   Instructor Yin nodded.

   Ma Le was immediately a little happy, and he didn't care about other information, and immediately asked: "How many?"

   Instructor Yin paused, and then said mysteriously: "The exact amount is still uncertain, but it is certain that there will be many, many, and the final total is definitely beyond your imagination."

   But when he said this vaguely, Ma Le frowned a little, and he couldn't make up his mind.

   Instructor Yin smiled, said a few words to Zheng Xu, then let him go out, and then sat quietly in his seat, very calm.

  Ma Le didn't understand what that meant.

   Within two minutes, he saw his colleague rush in from outside, winked at him and motioned him to go out.

   Ma Le felt strange, and after an apology, his colleagues left temporarily.

   "What's going on? Did something happen outside?"

   "Fuck!" Ma Le's colleagues blushed, and he grabbed Ma Le's shoulders: "Do you know what's in those trucks?"

   "What is it?" Ma Le instinctively leaned back, avoiding the saliva of his colleagues.

   But the next second, he froze.

   "It's all water!"

   "Several carriages full of water!!"

   "Full Treadmill is a brand new mineral water that has not been opened!"

   "Did they tell you to donate that water, hurry in and agree!"

   His colleague's saliva splattered all over his face, but Ma Le was still completely dumbfounded until he was pushed into the room again by his colleague.

   Instructor Yin turned his head and smiled and said, "The next thing is to trouble Officer Ma. For some reason, this is only our first batch of supplies."

   Ma Le blinked a few times in a daze, replied "Ah oh" a few times, and then nodded, smashed by the pie that fell from the sky.

  …

   On the other side of the ocean.

  Murphy woke up from the bed again.

The little girl immediately followed to the front of the bookshelf and observed the book that had not fallen out last night. She found that the whole night had passed, and the book had not changed. It had neither retracted into the bookshelf nor moved out. Move even an inch.

   The ghost seems to be gone?

  Murphy grabbed her head and left the room, often after a brief shower, she came to the living room to prepare breakfast.

  Father and grandfather are waiting for her here.

   "Murphy, what's wrong? Your spirits are not very good."

  Murphy looked up: "Dad, the ghost seems to have disappeared."

  Father Cooper smiled helplessly: "Murphy, I already told you that there are no ghosts in this world."

   "No, it exists, and it didn't disappear until last night!"

   Little Murphy puffed out his mouth and insisted on his point of view.

   Cooper was still helpless: "Whatever you say, hurry up and sit down for breakfast, you and Tom have to go to school today."

  15-year-old Tom did not lift his head, frantically swept various corn products on the table, and the periphery of his mouth was even covered with corn paste.

  In this day and age, if ordinary people really can’t stand the gluttony of an adolescent boy, it’s only a wealthy family like theirs who owns 500 acres of corn.

  Grandpa Donald is still happy and resigned, watching the conversation between father and daughter contentedly. In this era, his family is wealthy, he has no worries about food and clothing, and his children and grandchildren are by his side. Except for the early death of his daughter, he has no other regrets.

   Little Murphy sat down depressed, picked up his bowl and started stuffing food into his mouth.

Cooper also began to arrange work at home, mainly talking to his son Tom. He was talking to Tom about things in the fields. Although he was still in school at the age of 15, he was already one of the main laborers of the family farm. .

  Murphy also wanted to insert a sentence in it, but she never participated in the work on the farm, and her father would not let her participate.

   After a while, she found a space for a father-son conversation: "Dad, is the moon landing real? Our teachers and textbooks say that the moon landing does not exist, it's just a conspiracy..."

   After saying this sentence, his father's eyes immediately turned, and he was extremely surprised: "What?"

  Murphy ate the cornmeal and said vaguely, "That's what the teacher said, and so did the classmates. It's different from what your book says."

   In her room she kept many of her parents' books, including Cooper's teenage textbooks, which Murphy could read.

   And Cooper seemed a little unacceptable to this news. He took a deep breath and pondered for a while before speaking: "Of course it is true, Murphy."

   "But don't forget, your father, I am a retired astronaut, and I was the best pilot ever!"

  Although he barely left the stratosphere, Cooper has always been proud of it in his heart, and he didn't lie. He who has only left the stratosphere once is indeed the best astronaut ever.

  Murphy pouted, and poked the bowl of corn mash with the spoon in his hand a few times: "But why are we not going to the moon now? I can't answer their question."

   Cooper was choked, the corn paste that had just entered his mouth tasted like chewing wax, and his eyes were full of lamentation:

   "Murphy, before we look up at the stars, we must live first..."

   In this world, just living is hard enough.

   (end of this chapter)