Huo Jing and his relatives, the contractors, were indeed very good. Using the cement provided by Huami, they quickly built a watchtower.

  Laser lights are installed in all directions of the watchtower.

  This kind of laser light is especially bright in the dark and can be directed far and far away.

  They can give the survivors who walk alone in the dark the direction of Xiangcheng.

  Huami's external teleportation point was decided to be placed under this watchtower.

  Behind her stood Huo Jing and the contractor, and they followed behind Hua Mi. They heard Hua Mi say, "Here, I want to build a flat ground. The pattern should be complicated and beautiful. It is best to have special lighting effects. Yes, when someone steps on it, light will flow from his feet, slowly lighting up the patterns on the entire open space."

  Hua Mi described to them that this technique should not be difficult, and many cities before the end of the world, there is that kind of sensor light, touch light.

  Huo Jing had some objections,"Miss Hua, the effect you want is not difficult to achieve, just install some lights and sensor devices to achieve it, but Miss Hua, why do we need these flashy things now?"

As soon as the sound fell, the contractor slapped Huo Jing on the back of the head.

 "Let's do what Ms. Hua says. Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

  After all, he was still too young to know that Hua Mi was their Party A's tyrant. The Emperor's decree!

 Seeing the gold teeth cracked by the foreman again,  Hua Mi nodded and smiled,

  "Miss Hua, your idea is very good, it is tall, big and magnificent, don't worry, I will give you this open space later. Plant a few trees and install lights on them, as long as someone walks past these trees, the lighting effect will be amazing."

  He gestured and raised three fingers,
  "I swear, if I don't make it beautiful, the effect is comparable to the opening ceremony of the Olympics, you can just chopped off my head."

  "That doesn't have to be so exaggerated."

  Hua Mi pointed to the center of the open space, "Here, leave me a square ,make in the center  the special lighting effects, just stand up and make a column of light."

  Teleportation, you have to be worthy of the seller's teleportation fare.

  If there were no special effects, people would feel that it would not be miraculous psychologically.

  Then next time, maybe he would rather walk than teleport back to the city.

  Then, Hua Mi turned her head and said to the contractor and Huo Jing, "You guys work hard and finish this job as soon as possible. I still have a lot of projects like this to repair later."

  After allocating 1 square meter to the Xiangcheng watchtower, Huami handed over the construction of the teleportation point to Huo Jing and his relatives.

  She went back to her Lotus Shengxing Supermarket, and placed the remaining 8 square meters of black land within the fence of the community.

  In this 8 square meters, Huami planted longan, pears, cherries, bananas, chestnuts, red grapes, yacon, and water chestnuts.

  Including the fruits and vegetables mentioned before, the crops that Huami can harvest every day are quite a lot.

  Looking at the huge amount of straw mats, Hua Mi sighed, and she called Ye Rong,

  "Do you still have the manpower to weave straw mats? I have too many mats here, and I need to empty some. "

  "Where did you get so many straw mats?"

  Ye Rong couldn't understand. She could understand Huami hoarding oranges and dark mustard-flavored hot pot.

  After all, it is food, right, but when people get anxious, they must stock up on whatever they can get.

  Besides, the mustard-flavored hot pot is actually not bad, just like durian. People who like this taste will love it very much, and those who don't like it will just feel disgusting.

  Ye Rong really likes the dark mustard-flavored self-heating small hot pot, and now she has to eat it twice a day.

  So Ye Rong can understand Hua Mi very well, but she just can't understand, why did she hoard so many mats?

  So many that they have to find more manpower to weave straw mats?

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