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"An Xin, you must have been born into a wealthy family, right? You've hardly ever eaten black bread, have you? You've never even eaten it before?"

“Not wealthy, just an ordinary person.” An Xin paused for a moment, “but I’ve never eaten black bread before, especially this kind mixed with sawdust and sand.”

"Really? The situation in Yan Country must be different from that in Ursus. Are they treating the infected better there?"

Alina asked curiously.

She was born and raised in Ursus. In her village, newspapers were rare, and condiments like sugar and salt had to be traded on foot in nearby towns.

She knew almost nothing about the Great Yan Dynasty.

This question stumped An Xin.

Although he is a Great Yan person, he has never been to the Great Yan world.

An Xin can only talk about Longmen.

That place is also considered part of the Great Yan.

"Da Yan treats infected people much better; at least they don't actively search for or persecute them. However, ordinary people still dislike infected people, and it's even difficult for them to find jobs."

Of course, compared to Ursus, at least food is easier to obtain.

At worst, you can commit a crime, get arrested, and be sent to the Imperial Guard, where you'll get to eat pork chop rice.

An Xin didn't dare say the last sentence.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Reunion

The children and Alina were somewhat surprised by what An Xin said.

She opened her mouth slightly, her azure eyes, as blue as lake water, filled with surprise.

"Then why did you come to Ursus? Isn't Teacher An Xin also infected? Wouldn't it be better for her to stay in Yan Country?"

A little girl raised her hand and asked An Xin.

"Don't pry into other people's privacy." Alina immediately stopped the little girl from asking the question and turned to apologize on her behalf.

Anxin simply shook her head and smiled.

“There’s nothing I can’t say. I’m here to find someone, someone I failed to protect twenty years ago. I promised her sister that I would bring her back.”

An Xin's smile turned bitter. "But I wasn't strong enough to keep my promise."

"Is the person Teacher Anxin is looking for in Ursus?" another child asked.

"I do not know either."

An Xin didn't know if the two games were related at the moment, so she definitely couldn't say Talulah's name directly.

He sat by the campfire, stopping the fawn that tried to stop the child, and then spoke.

"It's nothing, Alina, it's all in the past."

“Okay.” She nodded.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet. The leader of the Reunion Movement is Talulah, but what about the other leaders? What is our organizational structure?"

An Xin took this opportunity to inquire about the organizational structure of the Integration Movement.

He was also thinking about achieving the goal of a 90% literacy rate, but without the support of leaders or cadres, he knew he couldn't accomplish it.

After today's interactions, An Xin discovered that these infected individuals are not only illiterate, but it's also difficult to get them to refrain from using foul language.

Therefore, someone must support him in carrying out literacy campaigns before providing basic education.

If only Talulah were the same person he knew, he could use his connections to have a chance to persuade them to come and receive some education.

Now let's ask Alina and Anxin so they can learn more about the Reunion Movement.

She paused for a moment, not expecting him to ask such a question, but there was no point in hiding it.

"The Reunion Movement is actually a fusion of two teams, plus the continuous absorption of infected people. In reality, there is only one leader, Talulah, but the teams below are very scattered."

Besides her team, there was another infected person called Patriot, who led the Shield Guards, and his daughter led a squad called Yetis.

As for the others below, there was no hierarchy at all; everyone was the same, only their professions differed.

An Xin frowned more and more as she listened.

How could an organization lack organization and discipline, relying solely on Talulah's personal charisma?

He felt that it was not only that, but more importantly, the infected people were under great oppression and food was scarce on this tundra. If someone could get food, they would follow whoever it was.

An Xin was starting to have doubts about the team. Suddenly, he remembered something and opened the game panel.

Shop Overview:

[Giant Beast Trial Card/2000 Points]

[Full set of Marxist philosophy / 200 points]

[Level 10 Modern Surgical Medicine / 100,000 Points]

[Scapegoat Doll/1000 points]

[World Line O Restart / 200,000 Points]

Staring at the second item, An Xin's breathing became slightly rapid. Whether from a mission perspective or a personal perspective, he hoped to help this team of infected people, just like in Lungmen when he was helpless and unable to change the situation of the infected.

But two hundred points isn't expensive for him right now; it's good enough if it can help the team.

But I have to wait a while before changing them. It's too abrupt to suddenly have several books in my hand.

"An Xin?" Alina thought he was just spacing out, so she couldn't help but call out to him.

"Oh, it's nothing, Alina."

In just one day, the two of them dropped the honorific "teacher" when addressing each other, making them seem more intimate.

Alina always had a smile on her lips. "It's nothing, I was just wondering if you have any other questions?"

"No, thank you very much for your answer."

An Xin's thoughts were in turmoil.

After thinking about it, I decided not to think about it anymore.

Let's talk about it when we have the chance to meet Talulah. For now, he can only fulfill his duties as a teacher.

Completing the task is more important than anything else.

He and Alina said goodnight to each other and slept on opposite sides of the room, while the children slept in the middle.

The night is getting darker.

An Xin was waiting until everyone was asleep before exchanging the complete set of Marxist philosophy.

Unexpectedly, he felt someone push open the door and leave the room.

An Xin opened her eyes and glanced around, only to find that Alina was gone.

It might be something like going to the toilet.

He didn't take it to heart and used the time to exchange for the complete set of Marxist philosophy.

A new item was immediately added to the online store.

[Thirty bottles of the Water of Life: 96-proof vodka (100 points)]

He doesn't like drinking, so it seems he won't always get good items.

An Xin glanced at it briefly, then closed the page, put the book in her bag, and used it as a pillow.

I sleep with a book under my pillow.

It gives me a sense of peace and comfort, like being back in my student days.

There's no need to worry about unreasonable elderly people, no need to worry about unsolvable cases, and no need to worry about dealing with superficial projects and formalism.

Even a gloomy sky can clear up one day. Anxin had been working as a teacher for five or six days and was doing alright, except that she was quite hungry and couldn't get enough to eat.

But he knew he couldn't complain; the food had been found by someone else.

I didn't see any cadres or Talulah during that time.

All students have been examined by the Detective Eye; there is no one who needs his protection.

This relieved An Xin; it seemed there weren't many people who needed his protection.

However, he noticed an anomaly.

Alina would leave the room every day while everyone was asleep, and no one knew what she was doing.

An Xin had no intention of prying into other people's secrets, but tonight he bumped into Alina when he got up in the middle of the night.

It's mainly the people around her.

The girl stood tall and straight, dressed in a military uniform with a dark black body and white accents, wearing small leather boots and gradient gray-black stockings. She exuded a heroic air, despite the cold weather, she was dressed very lightly.

Upon closer inspection, she had short silver hair, gray eyes, and a sharp look in her eyes and brows.

At that moment, she stared blankly at the blond youth, her lips slightly parted, her pupils narrowed, and a sense of impossibility arose in her heart.