Chapter 51 Chapter 50

Elizabeth Budley's head jerked back.Warm blood sprayed onto Fusheng's body, wetting his skin and the tailor-made clothes just now.The general in the white shirt turned to him, and Fusheng immediately knelt down beside the fallen body of the foreign devil, and kowtowed to the general to show his respect. As he did so, the blond woman who had died in astonishment stared at him incredulously.Shrieks of terror came as frisbees from spring-loaded pistols bounced back and forth between the walls.Suddenly, everything fell silent. The general in the white shirt pulled him up and put a pistol in his face.

"Forgive me," Fusheng said in Thai, "I am not with them." The general eyed him hard.She nodded briefly and pushed him aside.She began shouting orders to her men while he crouched hurriedly against a wall.The white shirts quickly dragged the bodies of the Nongji employees to the edge of the hallway, and then lined up around the general.This woman with no smile on her face quickly gathered her subordinates together, so fast that Fu Sheng was overwhelmed.She walked up to the monks tending the seed bank, kowtowed respectfully to them, and then spoke at a very fast pace—although she kowtowed to the monks out of religious belief, she still had the final say here.

Fusheng's eyes widened: he had heard the plan, which had taken him by surprise.That was an act of vandalism that would never be allowed...but the monks nodded repeatedly.Then there was an orderly flow of people through the seed vault, everyone working fast.The general and her subordinates pushed open one door after another, and a large number of military weapons were displayed in front of people.She began to dispatch troops: the palace, the Crackett pump, the sea wall locks in the empty embankment... After dispatching his subordinates, the general took time out of his busy schedule to take a look at Fu Sheng.By this time the monks had begun removing the seeds from the racks.Under her gaze, Fusheng's body curled up even tighter.He'd heard such confidential information, she certainly wouldn't let him live.The people around seemed to be busier, and more and more monks rushed in like a tide, carefully stacking the boxes containing the seeds.Row after row of seeds had been removed from the shelves.These are all seeds stored more than a hundred years ago, almost all of them were cultivated under the strictest closed room conditions, and then sent directly to this underground safe place for further storage.The natural heritage of thousands of years is thus stored in these boxes.These are the heritage of the whole world.

Afterwards, the monks carried the boxes and walked out of the seed bank.A group of men in orange robes and shaved heads left with the country's wealth behind their backs.Fusheng stared blankly at this scene, almost unable to breathe.So much genetic material, precious possessions long lost to the outside world.He seemed to hear monks chanting sutras somewhere outside, praying for this reconstruction and destruction.At this moment, the general in the white shirt set his sights on him again.He forced himself not to bow his head.No more groveling, she would kill him, she had to.He will no longer beg for forgiveness in shame, at least he will die with dignity.

The general tightened his lips, and then, she shook her head toward the open door, "Run, Yellow Carders. This city no longer offers you sanctuary." He stared at her in shock.She shook her head slightly again, a smile creeping up the corner of her mouth.Fu Sheng quickly saluted her with Namaste, got up, and rushed out of the tunnel in a panic to the hot outdoor.Surrounded by people wearing orange monk robes.The monks did not gather in the temple courtyard, they quickly divided into small groups and left the temple through different gates.They will divide into different groups again, and finally go to some pre-arranged safe place away from all dangers.That would be a place that Calorie would never touch, guarded by Phra Sevub and all the gods of the country.

Monks still keep coming out of the seed bank.Fusheng looked at it for a while, and then started running to the street. A rickshaw driver saw him, slowed down and stopped.Fusheng jumped into the car. "Where are you going?" asked the coachman. Fusheng hesitated for a moment, thinking hard.Airship landing pad.There is only one way to escape the coming chaos with certainty.That foreign devil named Carlyle is probably still there.The man, and his airship, were preparing to fly to Calcutta to retrieve water pumps that were no longer needed in the country.It is undoubtedly safe to take the empty road.Fusheng had to make sure he arrived before the foreign devil loosened the last cable.

"where to?" Amai. Fu Sheng shook his head.Why did she jump out to torture him at this time?He doesn't owe her anything.To be honest, she was nothing important, just a little girl from a fishing village.Indeed, he had made an ill-judged decision to allow her to remain with him, telling her that he would hire her as a servant, or give her something of the sort.Tell her he will keep her safe.At least, back then he was sure he could do it...but that was all in the past.At the time, he believed he was going to get a lot of money from Calorie.The promises made then no longer count.she will understand.

"The airship landing site." Fusheng said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry." The coachman nodded and began to accelerate. Amai. Fusheng secretly cursed himself.He is such a fool, why can't he always focus on the most important goal?His attention was always distracted by other things, and he couldn't give full attention to the things that would keep him alive. He leaned forward, angry with himself, angry with Amai, "No, wait a minute. I've got a place to go. First to Cronton Bridge, then to the airship landing pad." "These two places go in opposite directions."

Fusheng said angrily, "Do you think I don't know?" The rickshaw driver nodded and slowed down.He turned the car to face the direction he came from.He stood up on the pedals and started to accelerate.The cityscape recedes quickly, and repair work is being done on the streets.Life in the city is colorful and busy, but they don't know anything about their upcoming fate.The tricycle traveled through the sun, its mechanical structure turning smoothly, and it was rushing towards the girl faster and faster. If he is very lucky, there will be plenty of time.Fusheng prayed, hoping that he would have that kind of luck, that he would have enough time to take Ah Mai and catch up with the airship at the same time.If he's smart enough, he should run away immediately.

However, he was praying, hoping to have luck.