Chapter 577

Mark didn't waste any time bringing Evan on board. One would manage the paperwork, while the other kept the peace. They had worked together back in Griffith, so they knew each other well. This partnership was bound to be seamless.

Stella walked up to them. "Evan."

Evan nodded. "Perfect timing."

Seeing Poppy, both angry and helpless, Stella asked, "What's going on?"

"Stella, someone's stolen the livestock from the farm."

Stella was stunned. ".

"..."

So, the big-shot head of the Inspectorate came all this way just to investigate

some missing farm animals? This was Evan, a key figure in Griffith's justice system, usually dealing with high-stakes cases. And now, he's chasing after stolen poultry?

But then again, in these catastrophic times, human life had become cheap.

No joke, livestock was now incredibly valuable. It wasn't just about feeding people; they were crucial for maintaining ecological balance.

To put it bluntly, these animals weren't just livestock; they were symbols of civilization.

Overnight, more than twenty animals had vanished from the farm: chickens, ducks, geese, quails, and turkeys, all ready to lay fertile eggs. It was downright infuriating.

The worst part? The thief knocked out the farm guard. In the freezing cold, the poor guy bled out in the snow.

Security at the base was tight, with firearms and ammunition strictly prohibited. Petty theft happened, but the farm was owned by the boss's daughter, and the base had a 20% stake in it.

Poppy couldn't figure out who would be so bold as to stir up trouble like this.

Nearby, the victim's family wailed as if the world was ending.

furrowed. “Evan, can

lead. He was calm and steady. "Not a

for him. Stella wasn't worried. "Alright, then I'll

back to the station. Aside from ensuring the

Stella readily agreed.

turned to Poppy. "What's your

"Don't worry, Stella.

her youth, her words carried an air of seasoned

this messed-up world, life's cheap. They're making a scene to get a better

breeding chickens and

if

a victim. We're offering this out of compassion; it's more than generous. If they

truly

handle it. If anything comes up, you know where

busily insulating the structure against the heavy snow, meticulously clearing the accumulation from

busy in one of the greenhouses. Stella didn't disturb her but instead started her own

saplings were thriving,

expert appointed by the state, a man in his

saplings

Stella, he greeted her. "Stella, this snowfall is a blessing. The base has a chance now. We need to start cultivating and reforesting as

sudden snowfall had sickened many survivors and

infectious. Stella asked, "Uncle, what do

the planting season. These plants love sun and withstand drought.

you understand agriculture. These

the farm, well-acquainted with Rosie and the others. "Youth is hope. With your

eloquent speech made Stella

was Horace Hsin, a national-level agricultural

the official base in the province. What truly shocked Stella was that his mentor was none other

if I could get you hybrid rice seeds,

aback. After a moment of thought, he replied. "It's tough, but with the seeds and five years, I'm confident

from a high-tech agricultural outpost. She had

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