When they arrived, most of Jing Shu's Hulks were empty, but on the way back, the Hulks were bulging, stuffed with dozens of grafted saplings, looking like there was no space left to fill.
It could be said to be a fruitful harvest.
Wu Jiang joked, "President Jing, you went to Shunde and now there's no room for anything else."
Jing Shu snorted, "No worries, squeeze a bit and maybe more space can be found." At worst, I can secretly move some into the space. Oh right, before heading to the Middle East, I should take out all the long-lasting supplies from the space and hide them away, and it would be best to upgrade the space a bit if possible.
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Shunde, this is a place with a unique Lingnan Water Town charm, full of natural beauty and traditional culture. In all the years of the apocalypse, Jing Shu said of the cities she had seen, Shunde was the one with the most spirit and humanity.
