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Base City, Mingguang Port, narrow bay in the north of the pier.

Fang put down the small bucket with bait in his hand, sat on a flat reef and meticulously arranged the bait, hooked and cast the hook, and then fixed a length of Ellis's fishing cable on the reef at his feet.

Fang is a glorious garrison.

To be precise, he is a city guard in the garrison. He is responsible for standing guard at the major city gates in the base city to maintain basic order. His position is rotated every three years.

There are countless people like him in the base city, and they are not worth mentioning.

In name, they are "zero-level" alienators. In fact, humans do not have a very formal term for zero-level alienation in the level classification. Zero-level is usually used to describe alien beasts and monsters.

People like him are generally people who have passed the golden age of awakening alienation (mainly alienation) and have shown signs of alienation for a long time and have successfully survived the first wave of alienation. During the golden age, alienation can take months to years.

, older guys like them may not become first-order mutants until they die of old age.

Their physiques are much stronger than ordinary people, but they are also completely incomparable to first-order evolved humans, which is very embarrassing.

Therefore, the production committee or the garrison will arrange a similar job for people like them to provide for their retirement.

Of course, due to physical and mental reasons, the work efficiency of "zero-level" people is often much higher than that of ordinary people. The production committee welcomes them very much, and if they switch to work in the garrison, their wages will often be relatively higher.

But other treatment and "attitude" are more subtle.

Overall, it’s a very busy job and a very fulfilling life.

My younger brother can go to Qinshan Martial Arts School, and the family can eat meat every day. The relationship with the neighbors is also very good. My father goes out for a walk every day and comes back with a glowing face.

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In the small circle of the city garrison, Fang can be said to be famous, and some people even call him and his father the unparalleled twins of the city garrison.

Fang's father, Fang Zhonglei, was also a city guard. He single-handedly caused the only long-term outage of the Mingguang Base City's identification system, which caused an unprecedented sensation.

The reason is that Fang's father inserted Lord Warlock's identity card into the system card slot one year, and no one has ever dared to do this.

Confucius once said that a tiger father has no dog sons.

So when it comes to Fang himself, he is even better than his predecessor. He has used the most standard procedures to check Leng Han Leng Tyrannosaurus's identity card, and he is alive and well, with no disabilities, no internal injuries that cannot be healed, and no

Planned parenthood.

Every time I think of that scene, I feel like I'm in a dream.

That day, Cold Tyrannosaurus was wearing a noble, flirtatious, and charming black floor-length dress. Knock on Ness!

Who has seen it?

Who else!

Fang shook his head and sat quietly on the rocks and continued to be in a daze. When he recalled the ferocious years...er, the glorious years in the past, he actually seemed a little depressed.

For some reason, he suddenly started to suffer from palpitation, anxiety, and insomnia a few months ago. It didn't get better for a long time. In the end, he had to use the back door of his younger brother's Qinshan Martial Arts School to see the school doctor.

Illness and psychological problems.

"What do you mean by psychological problems... What kind of psychological problems can I have? I'm very fine..."

The doctor's advice is to rest more and relax more. When you have nothing to do, you can stand on the city wall and look out into the wilderness. Look at more green plants. That's it.

Fang thought that when he was a child, his favorite thing was to catch crabs and small fish in this inconspicuous little bay. Simply cooking and eating on the beach made him feel very happy and happy, so he came here.

Otherwise, if he continues in his current state, he may even lose his job.

If that face-conscious dad knew that he was fired from the garrison, he would hang himself in a minute.

This "psychological problem" must be solved quickly, right.

To this end, he also went to find a "sleeping" anchor who is said to be very famous among the rookies in the live broadcast industry. The name of the live broadcast room is "Super cute cat-eared girl to put you to sleep and sing to you~". This anchor girl is said to be

You can directly hypnotize the evolved person, and rarely fail.

In a word, she is not as effective as she is in coaxing people who can't sleep, and the cost is also very expensive.

As a result, as soon as they met the second-level Awakener anchor and girl who looked very cute and had a little baby fat, they took out two high-strength weapons.

A huge sword, as big as a door panel;

A machete, the back of the knife is thicker than his face!

Fang was so scared that he peed. I just wanted to sleep, the kind of sleep that lasts eight hours a day, not the rest of my life!

Or if I fail to coax him to sleep, I will use this thing to silence him?

You threaten me and I pretend to sleep. Do you think this is more mutually beneficial? I don’t want the money!

The cute girl held up two terrifying weapons, making a sound like a mosquito, and her face turned red with shame.

"Hey, have you ever heard of 'Swords Like a Dream'?"

Any cat-eared girl trying to coax you to sleep is all a lie. Why not say her full name is a super cute and violent cat-eared girl holding an 800 kilogram giant sword and machete to coax you to sleep and sing to you~

Well, what, obviously the coaxing to sleep failed.

So Fang came here, following the "doctor's orders" from the intern nurse, trying his best to relax and not think about anything, and concentrate on creating his own happiness.

I caught a few small crabs, dug up some clams, pried out some mussels and barnacles, and finally found a medium-sized lobster in a cavity in the reef. It was a pity that no fish had taken the bait after the cable was lowered for a long time.

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"It seems like there's no chance of catching pockmarks today. Well, I hope some fish will bite the bait soon. It would be nice to make a fish soup for daddy."

Fang Zhonglei has been worried a lot about Fang's condition recently. He is so worried that some of his hair has turned gray and needs a little touch-up.

Fang poured all the bait in the metal bucket near the lower hook position, cleaned the bucket, found dead wood and lit it, then threw the crabs, clams, mussels, barnacles, lobsters and other seafood he had just caught into the bucket, and filled it with sea water.

Start cooking.

In this way, the seafood cooked in the "original soup" will not become too stale even if it takes a little longer, and Fang actually likes to eat seafood that is medium or medium-cooked.

Amidst the gurgling sound of seawater in the small barrel and the slightly salty smell, there was a faint sound of a low whistle coming from the direction of Mingguang.

This is an alarm bell that is only used in emergencies, the kind that is broadcast throughout the city.

Fang listened for a while,

"Is there another fight in Shangcheng District? Is the situation more serious this time?"

Almost all the projects in the upper city have been completed, and the unfinished ones are also undergoing finishing work. Maybe it is because of the sudden relaxation. The Mingguang has not been very peaceful in the past half month. The evolutionists always like to find some for these unlucky recruits.

Things to do.

Fighting is like eating and drinking. Three days ago, there was even a huge melee involving more than fifty top second-order advanced evolutionaries. The fight shook the earth.

So the sirens have been sounding very frequently in the past few days, and everyone has gotten used to it.

It's none of his business. He's just a city guard. It's not his turn to deal with this kind of thing. What's more, today is only one full day off per week.

Fang Zheng was thinking this, when a voice suddenly came from his ear,

"Little brother, you are so happy. What good stuff is in this pot? It smells so good!"

Fang turned around and realized that there was a young man wearing plain white clothes standing behind him. His bright eyes gave people a sincere feeling.

(This guy is so handsome!)

(I didn’t notice him even though he was so close to me. If he hadn’t spoken, I might never have noticed him. At least he was a first-order advanced evolver!)

Fang thought like this and said,

"It's just a little seafood. If you don't mind, you can sit down and eat together. Anyway, I can't finish it by myself."

The man suddenly smiled,

"Okay, what's your last name, little brother?"

Fang was infected by this smile, and his mood suddenly became much better.

"Excuse me, my surname is Fang."

The man nodded,

"It turns out to be Brother Fang. It's a kind of fate to see you here today. However, generally no one knows about this place, right?"

Fang felt that this person was particularly approachable, and he started talking more without realizing it.

"I used to come here often to catch crabs in this narrow bay when I was little. I haven't been here for a long time."

"Relax? Is it because you have something to worry about? I understand, little brother, you are sick!"

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"..."

Fang didn't know what to say. Could it be that my condition was already written on my face, that I was terminally ill?

Liu Chuanfang continued,

"I am a doctor."

He always maintained a graceful smile on his face, but there was something very "kind" in his eyes.
To be continued...