Before Global Motorisation, I Bought a Heavy Truck

Yang Fan led Lin Qing and the others to find a place to rest, and introduced Qingzhou along the way.

One month after the catastrophe, the place has completely settled down, creating a small sun, building a greenhouse to grow vegetables, artificial meat, restore industry, and make a large number of weapons...

The locomotive army advances more than ten kilometers a day, and the people behind keep up with the pace to build the city.

Walking up the Great Wall and looking at these thousands of lights, Yang Fan sighed: "In the next few years, Qingzhou can only feed 10 million ordinary people at most.

"The catastrophe has been blessed by God, and some people have become locomotive people. In order to protect their homes, they will give up their lives and forget their lives in troubled times. This is righteous."

"But some people don't think so. They have strong strength, what they do is to bully the weak and dominate one side. They think this is an opportunity, an opportunity to turn around."

"It is ridiculous to build one's strength on countless dead bones."

"In the world of life, there is always something to do. I am not a locomotive person and will die sooner or later, but I hope that many years later, when mentioning this disaster, someone will remember that someone named Yang Fan worked hard."

Yang Fan's words made Ye Daying ashamed, and the monk secretly said to Amitabha.

Lin Qing hated iron and steel and looked at the two: "Listen, this is the realm, at a similar age, people are making contributions to mankind, and what you think all day is to make crystals and improve your strength."

Finally, the emotions that piled up collapsed, Yang Fan twitched his mouth and cursed inwardly: "It is you who I mainly want to beat, so you are not profitable and can't afford it early."

"Well said, in the world of life, it is important to do something." Lin Qing held the wall of the Great Wall with both hands, his eyes deep: "However, everyone has their own ambitions."

"Heavy rain flooded the crops continuously. It is not enough to rescue them blindly. The source is cumulus clouds in the sky. The clouds will not disperse and the rain will not stop. That's why the term cannon thunderclouds is used."

"The clouds in the sky will not dissipate. Human beings are lingering all their lives. The cold is so easy to get cold sickness. People's life expectancy will be greatly reduced, and babies born in the future will live soon."

From future generations, Lin Qing knew what kind of world it was, with sinister hearts, cannibalism, and internal fighting everywhere.

If Yang Fan had done this useful, Huang Quan would not have gone to heaven in the first place.

To live a new life, what he pursues is to live, and to live exceptionally.

In order to live, we must break the steel cloud and solve those things in the sky.

Therefore, strength is very important to him and must be improved at the fastest speed.

Yang Fan looked up, the sky was still black, like a beast of man-eating people: "Can this cloud really disperse?"

Lin Qing sneered, "The cloud is veiled over the sky and the earth. Have you ever thought that there are people behind the veil?"

Tao So far, no one has thought that there is something behind the cloud.

Behind the scenes? Alien? Yang Fan trembled in his heart, "Really?"

Can a planet be mutated, how powerful a civilization can this be? You can't just pass by and get it, right? What's the picture?

Biting the cigarette butt, Ye Daying took a deep breath, and Lin Qing's words shattered the joy of his rapid increase in strength during this period of time.

It's cold in my heart.

If Yunhou really has other things... I can't imagine it.

"Amitabha!" Zhizhang folded his hands together and said with an angry eyes: "What's the matter, if I know who caused this disaster, Lao Tzu will have to dig out his ancestral grave."

Originally, he had planned it. The first thing after returning to the vulgar was to drive a sports car to take the girl for a ride, and the second thing to take the girl to the hotel...

Now... I lowered my head and glanced at Tie Crotch, Zhi Jang wanted to cry without tears.

Lin Qing shook his head slowly, "I don't know if there is anyone behind the cloud, but I will definitely go up and have a look."

There are some things he is not sure about now, it is hard to say.

"Huh!!" Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Lin Qing a stern look.

What kind of speculation is feeling! Scared me!

If there is something on the cloud, it must be a more powerful alien civilization, and mankind is 100% dead.

"You guys rest, I'll go back to the meeting and see you tomorrow."

As soon as he sniffed, Yang Fan shrugged his neck and walked away.

Lin Qing was in a special situation, and he was not sure about the requirements, so he had to go back and discuss with the people above.

Although Qingzhou is the sole leader of his Yang family, he can't make a statement about anything, and he has to convince the crowd, otherwise the team will not be easy to lead.

...

The next morning, Yang Fan, whose eyes were bloodshot, found Lin Qing and his faces were not very good.

"I told you about your conditions."

"and then?"

"Some people are dissatisfied and think you are not worth the price."

Lin Qing chuckled, "It's simple. I will deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction. Just a fight."

"I'm here to take you there. I've been waiting a long time ago."

"lead the way."

Huang Quan visited his parents and didn't come back. Only Ye Daying and Zhizhang Lin Qing went there. On the way, Yang Fan told him that Zhizhang asked him to find someone.

did not find.

His parents are not on the current Qingzhou list.

For an instant, Zhizhang's heart was heavy.

"No news is the best news." Lin Qing's voice came from his ears, "I will accompany you to several major bases to see if there is any over there."

"Well, that's the only way."

Half an hour later, several people came to the city just laid down yesterday.

Outside, thousands of large locomotives stood guard and no one was allowed to enter. Lin Qing walked inside to the urban square and saw Yang Ao and his Shifang Yama.

In front of them, there were seven or eight middle-aged men in suits and cloaks sitting on chairs.

The two people in the C position are the most conspicuous, a forty-year-old with a flat head, a firm complexion, piercing eyes, and Erlang's legs.

Jiang Nan, the Qingzhou Commander, was in charge of the entire military region before the disaster.

The other wears glasses and is about the same age as Jiang Nan, but the sideburns are gray and more refined.

Qingzhou Governor Yang Hongfei, Yang Ao his father, and Uncle Yang Fan.

The rest are all Qingzhou tycoons before the catastrophe.

Lin Qing stepped forward and nodded towards Yang Hongfei.

The face of the boss still has to be given.

"This kid Yang Fan says you are the number one in the country and want privileges?" Jiang Nan said with a loud voice, with Erlang's legs folded.

"It's not a privilege, it's just a normal transaction."

"It's not important. Strength is the last word. As long as you can prove your strength and value, you have all privileges."

It's not the most important thing to come to Lin Qing to talk about privileges, because there is such a big battle.

The main reason is that everyone wants to see the seven-time evolution of the locomotive, how strong this country's first is, and the development potential of the locomotive.

"Go ahead, Yang Ao, don't keep your hands, fight with all your strength!"

Yang Aoma stepped forward, holding a 20-meter-long iron halberd in his hand.

This is a fusion of the corpse of an adult steel beast, with a spear in the middle, and two blades with a crescent scimitar, which can stab and chop.

"Brother Lin, you don't have to keep your hands, just use your full strength."

"Really?" Lin Qing was surprised, "Then I'm not welcome."