My little country

Zhang Dali, the owner of Dali Slaughterhouse, has been happy and scared recently.

Since the blood cloud incident came out, his vigorous slaughterhouse business has been very popular, and with the support of the government, it is not easy to make money these days.

It's just that Zhang Dali himself knows a little bit of insider information, and knows why his Dali slaughterhouse is so good...Isn't it the blessing of the experts?

Fortunately, he was a little worried. If the blood cloud happened only occasionally and no longer appeared, or appeared elsewhere, then his business would not last long!

"Ugh."

Just as Zhang Dali was thinking about these troubles, sitting in the office of the slaughterhouse, sighing and drinking tea, suddenly the phone rang.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Zhang Dali answered the phone, and his eyes widened after a reply: "Really!"

"The blood cloud is back again?"

Zhang Dali was about to confirm the truth with the employees on the other end of the phone. The door of the office was knocked open. Zhang Dali's little nephew, who had just graduated from college and was assigned an internship in the logistics department, ran over and shouted with excitement: "Uncle! The vision has appeared again!"

"Good! Great!"

Zhang Dali only felt that a boulder fell in his mind, and then the phone didn't hang up, so he ran straight out and stopped at the gate outside the slaughterhouse.

"Is this a cloud of blood?" Zhang Dali raised his head and tried his best to crane his neck to look towards the sky of the slaughterhouse, but only a trace of bloody mist appeared in the sky of the slaughterhouse.

"It's certainly true. I asked several old drivers who delivered the goods last time." The little nephew nodded and said, "It was like this at the beginning, and it will get thicker after a while."

"That's true, it's indeed a bit colder than before." Zhang Dali nodded slightly, as long as the blood cloud does not affect the safety of meat products and will not let him go to jail, then there is no problem!

"By the way, quickly take a video and send it to Moments. I Zhang Dali wants to tell those cold-spoken colleagues. Zhang Dali has this luck. It is the ancestors who blessed me to choose this good land. It was not a blind cat. Dead mouse!"

"Okay, uncle!" The little nephew quickly agreed, and then started to operate.

On the government side, the situation was discovered after the blood mist began to form and the temperature began to drop. Several expert groups in charge of this area came to conduct research in a low-key manner.

Considering that the blood cloud disappeared when the killing was stopped last time, this time the experts strictly demanded that the vigorous slaughterhouse must not be stopped this time.

Kill the pig, you must kill the pig well!

Strictly ensure that each production line can operate at full capacity!

If something is missing or missing, report it quickly, and the government will definitely make great efforts to meet its needs!

When Zhang Dali learned of this, he almost fainted without happiness.

However, just when Zhang Dali triumphantly thought that the pork slaughtering industry in Jiankang City would be invincible, and he would seek defeat alone.

He learned a shocking news from his little nephew.

About fifty kilometers away from the vigorous slaughterhouse, a blood cloud appeared over a large slaughterhouse in a small town close to the farm!

The blood cloud appeared in more than one place. The news shocked the experts of the expert group, separated a part and rushed to another slaughterhouse.

At the same time, the task of observing other slaughterhouses around Jiankang City has been increased.

And beside the slaughterhouse in that small town, after Xiao Yu placed the clones of the glutton's pot, he ignored the negative energies they absorbed, and instead merged with the little griffon back to Changlin City.

Relying on the help of the Internet, Xiao Yu soon found a new artifact and contacted him.

"That's it!"

More than an hour later, in a large manufacturing plant in Changlin City.

Xiao Yu pointed to the latest type of blower that was nearly one person tall, and said to the manager beside him: "Can you deliver it?"

"Of course, the nearby packages are delivered and installed, and they are guaranteed within one year." The manager didn't expect Xiao Yu to be so refreshed, and quickly nodded, but it was a little accidental after receiving the address.

He originally thought that Xiao Yu was a buyer in a large workshop of a company, and only then needed such a powerful blower. He didn't expect that the delivery point would be a small city on the outskirts of Changlin.

"This place is a bit far away, so I have to charge more transportation fees as required."

"Yes." Xiao Yu nodded slightly, then signed and swiped the card, paying off the balance.

The manager hurriedly greeted the delivery man in the factory, helped transport the ready-made machine onto the truck, and then took Xiao Yu along with him and drove back to Xiao Yu's hometown.

After everything went back to his hometown smoothly, Xiao Yu took a deep breath and asked Rhubarb for help.

So one person and one dog worked together to move the blower into the basement and put it on the back pallet of the car.

Then, with the big yellow dog, Xiao Yu drove back to the Lilliputian Country.

After putting down the blower on the square, relying on the blessing of the high-tech generator that I got last time, after some tossing, the blower was finally started.

Seeing the blades began to turn slowly to quickly, Xiao Yu quickly pressed the stop button.

"Okay, it's fine if it can be turned. The rest will be used when dealing with the lost black fog." Xiao Yu nodded slightly, and looked around the city's interior scene that was already busy.

This is my old nest city of miracles. Once the one-person-high blower I bought is turned, the wind will be terrifying. Even adults may be blown back again and again, not to mention these mini-buildings in Lilliput. And people.

If you didn't kill the enemy, first caused a hurricane disaster to your own people. Xiao Yu felt that he would be laughed to death by the enemy...

After Xiao Yu handled the blower, he began to meditate, ready to take Yuehua Yulu in the best state and reborn!

He is resting here.

There in Jiankang City...The Kettle of the Greedy and its clone are constantly absorbing negative energy and expelling impurities to form a blood mist.

More and more blood mist turned into blood clouds.

As time passed, the blood cloud became thicker and thicker.

Gradually, even if it was because the blood cloud was a blessing in disguise, Zhang Dali, the owner of the big slaughterhouse who made a lot of money, showed fear and anxiety when he looked at the blood cloud that was constantly rolling.

"Is this vision really okay?"

It is not surprising that Zhang Dali would think this way, after all, the accumulated blood clouds are too much like a sea of ​​blood!

The people underneath would seem to be involuntarily worried about whether this cloud of blood would suddenly collapse and crush the slaughterhouse!

At night, watching the blood clouds piled up had formed a rather conspicuous blood-colored hill above the slaughterhouse.

The government did not dare to take risks, and finally came an order to stop production in the vigorous slaughterhouse.

The workers in the vigorous slaughterhouse also felt relieved and left the slaughterhouse nervously.

However, something that confused the experts happened.

The experience from the last time seems to have no effect this time!

Even if the vigorous slaughterhouse ceased production, the blood cloud has not gradually dissipated!