Freeze the entire population, activate my Superman system?

When Ling Shuang and her group arrived at the community property management office, the newly appointed manager was already surrounded and unable to leave.

Ling Shuang recognized this person.

He is Guo Yueshan, the office director of the local communications bureau.

With the incessant chatter in his ears, Guo Yueshan simply stepped onto the property management reception desk, raised the megaphone, and shouted,

"Neighbors, we have the Chinese National Security Bureau and special search and rescue teams."

Everyone will be saved!

As for the property's supplies, they are also limited and must be allocated according to need.

Right now, things like riot shields can't be borrowed.

Families lacking tools and skilled workers can register as needed, and the Long Mao Fu branch of the Public Security Bureau will make unified arrangements.

However, his words seemed to have no effect.

Standing at the very front was Qian Shuping from Building 3, who pointed directly at Guo Yueshan's nose and confronted him.

"Director Guo, don't try to fool this old woman."

My son has already checked; the internet and radio have been cut off. There's no way special forces would come to rescue us.

We've been paying our property management fees for 10 years straight, let's quickly take out the rice we've been saving for this promotion and distribute it!

Sweat dripped continuously from Guo Yueshan's temples.

He naturally knew that before this mysterious power...

Let alone the country,

Even humanity as a whole probably can't explain it.

But just because he works within the system and is also a member of the homeowners' committee,

That's why I had no choice but to step into the spotlight.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses next to her should be Qian Shuping's son, Yang Xiuming.

Yang Xiuming feigned reassurance to his mother, then adjusted his glasses and said in a sincere tone,

"Director Guo, a bowl of rice can save lives during a disaster."

We don't keep much food at home.

If you don't distribute the resources, people will inevitably have negative thoughts, which will be detrimental to unity.

Guo Yueshan cursed inwardly.

Something with ill intentions.

How could he not know that Old Lady Qian was good at hoarding goods?

So much so that even the supermarket owner in the neighborhood was caught off guard and bought several thousand yuan worth of rice and oil.

But Yang Xiuming's words put Guo Yueshan right in the fire.

Because the property management company does keep rice and noodles as prizes for events.

Originally intended as an incentive for homeowners to pay this year's property management fees in advance.

He had no choice but to continue trying to communicate.

"The supplies provided by the community management office are for emergency use."

If we divide it equally now, it will be difficult to allocate resources in a timely manner later.

Upon hearing this, Qian Shuping's voice became sarcastic.

"Director Guo, are you perhaps planning to abuse your power for your own family's emergency?"

Just as Guo Kuoshan was being forced into a corner and felt his scalp tingling, the glass revolving door of the hall was pushed open.

The creaking sound drew everyone's attention.

The look that Zhang Mu had specially prepared indeed stunned the entire audience.

A warm smile was clearly on his face.

His left hand casually toyed with a kitchen knife, while his right hand held the head of a mutated crow, which was still dripping blood.

Ling Shuang, holding a stick in one hand, walked alongside him slowly toward the crowd.

The screeching sound of the dragging stick scraping against the marble instantly silenced the entire hall.

The onlookers quickly made way for the two.

Ling Shuang calmly looked at Guo Yueshan.

"Director Guo, what's wrong? You still have the mind to argue with your neighbors?"

The animals have mutated; the entire neighborhood will be wiped out soon.

Having said that, he gestured for Zhang Mu to lift the crow's head in his hand, and continued speaking.

"This thing is the head of a mutated crow."

Ling Shuang's words immediately caused an uproar among those around her.

"How is that possible? This is the size of a volleyball! How big are crows? This must be an eagle!"

"Li Zixuan, where did you get this eagle in the neighborhood? You're the only one who's an idiot."

The bespectacled boy, who was called Li Zixuan, widened his eyes instantly and retorted.

"Zhang Haoran, you're the idiot! You even keep lizards at home. Won't they mutate into Godzilla?"

I'm reporting him; he has a nest of lizards in his house!

"What if all the animals mutate? We need to go back and prepare quickly."

The old man beside him said, trembling.

"None of our community has security windows, so I had my son install one."

They thought it was ugly.

This bird thing smashed the glass! My grandson, oh no, this is bad, I have to go back.

Ling Shuang slammed the alloy rod heavily onto the ground.

"Now we need to check whether everyone's home and neighbors keep pets."

Are there any signs of mutations in domesticated pets that could lead to them mutating and becoming dangerous?

After speaking, he glanced at Guo Kuoshan, who instantly understood.

He picked up the megaphone, continued Ling Shuang's words, and shouted loudly.

"Neighbors, hurry home and check on your pets. It's no joke if they suddenly mutate."

Data is compiled by building; the Longmaofu Community Management Office of the Public Security Bureau compiles the statistics here, and mutual supervision is required.

If anyone is aware of something but fails to report it, the community management office will post a public notice and conduct door-to-door cleanup after the report is verified.

If we work together, we will definitely be able to overcome this difficulty.

Waiting for the country's rescue!

Amid Guo Kuoshan's impassioned shouts, the onlookers, as if they had found their pillar of support, echoed his sentiments.

"Director Guo is right. We still have to follow the management office's instructions, otherwise we'll fall into disarray."

"Every household has rice and oil, and Director Guo wouldn't be greedy for such a small amount. It's better to use it for emergencies."

"I have to go back and cook for my grandson now."

Yang Xiuming and his mother Qian Shuping noticed that the attention of the surrounding crowd had been completely drawn to the mutated animal, and their expressions darkened.

They originally intended to use this opportunity to force Guo Kuoshan to hand over the supplies and to seize control of the management.

Unexpectedly, Ling Shuang's interference caused the onlookers to disperse.

Yang Xiuming glanced at Ling Shuang with amusement, then left with his mother.

After everyone left, Guo Kuoshan, covered in sweat, staggered down from the front desk.

He moved closer to Ling Shuang and said gratefully,

"Manager Ling, we owe you a lot this time."

Having not dealt directly with grassroots workers for a long time, I panicked and was driven to this state by that woman, Qian Shuping.

Ling Shuang changed her expression and gave a thumbs up.

"Director Guo, anyone would panic if surrounded by a hundred or two people."

"There are so many staff members in the community, I really admire you for stepping forward to organize and take responsibility."

Guo Kuoshan's brows gradually relaxed; he liked to make good connections with intelligent people.

During the digital governance reform in their previous unit, Ling Shuang demonstrated exceptional project planning and implementation capabilities.

That's why he could recognize the young project manager at a glance.

"Manager Ling, I don't have much to repay you with."

I reckon there's no going back. Giving you empty promises about project assistance would only make you laugh.

Guo Kuoshan tentatively began to speak.

"Either you take some fire-fighting and safety equipment, but the key supplies should still be given to the right people."

I believe Manager Ling will definitely protect the entire community.

He was also a little worried, fearing that Ling Shuang might find it too little.

Although Ling Shuang had helped him a lot, the emergency supplies like rice and oil...

It really should be reserved for those who need it most.

However, Ling Shuang nodded readily.

"Director Guo, we will obey the organization's arrangements. After we receive the protective gear, our two committees will proactively investigate the risks within the community."

He paused, then continued...

"However, Director Guo has to do my brother a small favor."

Zhang Mu paused, realizing he still had his own things to do.

Seeing this, Guo Kuoshan patted his chest.

"Emergency food supplies cannot be touched. As long as it's not a matter of principle, I will definitely help."

Ling Shuang naturally introduced him to Guo Kuoshan.

"My brother's name is Zhang Mu. He's an attending physician at the First People's Hospital, specializing in clinical medicine."

Upon hearing Zhang Mu's identity, Guo Kuoshan's eyes instantly lit up with fervor.

In the face of such a natural disaster, a skilled doctor is practically a life-saving treasure.

At this moment, Ling Shuang finally brought up his most crucial objective.

"Dr. Zhang has a lot of experience in anatomy. If we conduct live dissections, we might be able to discover the secrets behind animal mutations."

I think Director Guo should hand over those mutated animals to him before taking them in and exterminating them.

As for the meat of the mutated animals, if it is edible, it will be distributed by the management office.