Opening an office in Taila

Chapter 210 Selflessness, Parents, and Talk

However, Song Yufeng has already made his own choice. He has made what he thinks is the best choice at the moment. It is just a matter of whether it is right or wrong, let future generations judge it.

Song Yufeng had originally thought that convincing the infected to form a death squad would be a difficult task. After all, who doesn't fear death? Those who truly dared to selflessly dedicate themselves would have long been devoured by the land.

However, the development of things was contrary to Song Yufeng's expectation. When Song Yufeng asked to form a death squad, many people actually stood up.

"Ms. Lin, I can join. My oripathy has reached the late stage and I won't live for many days. If it weren't for Mr. Song, I might have died long ago. My life was given by Mr. Song. If Mr. Song wants to take it away, then just come and take it!" An old man said passionately.

There are many such situations, and even some people who are in the middle or early stages of mineralogy want to join.

"Everyone! We appreciate your efforts, but the right people should be in the right place! For now, we only need those infected with the late stage of oripathy. For the rest of you, you have to wait! We will need you one day in the future! So, everyone go back! Thank you everyone!" Lin Yuxia shouted.

Some infected people were very disappointed, but many were very excited. They were all infected with the late stage of oripathy. In the end, a total of more than 3 infected people with the late stage of oripathy joined in from the entire west.

Song Yufeng was very moved when he knew this. He didn't expect that his appeal was so strong.

He immediately rushed to the camp specially set up for these infected people to express his gratitude and condolences.

"Mr. Song is here!" several infected people shouted.

"Mr. Song! Mr. Song!" The cheering crowd was like waves, one after another. Song Yufeng was very happy and personally negotiated with the infected people about compensation for their families.

"Mr. Song, we don't want this money. Think about it, we were going to die anyway, and you spent money on drugs to keep us alive. We have lived for so many extra days, and now we are going to die in a heroic way. How can we take your money again? You should keep this money and invest it in the army. We are not worthy." said a man who seemed to be the leader of the infected people.

"That's right! Mr. Song! Now it's equivalent to us repaying your kindness in saving us. How can there be any reason to give us more money? Wouldn't it be that the more we repay your kindness, the more we will owe you?!" someone else shouted, making many people laugh.

"But……"

"There's nothing to say, Mr. Song. I'm a dying man, but you're different. You're a leader, you're the hope of us infected people. We're honored to work under you. You've done so much, it's time for us to do something for you."

Song Yufeng looked at these infected people and couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. He stood up and bowed to them, saying, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome! Mr. Song, we should be the ones thanking you! Thank you, Mr. Song!" The infected people also bowed to Song Yufeng.

On that day, Song Yufeng already knew that he had won, and that what he did was right.

At night, Song Yufeng sat in the conference room and looked at the map carefully. He had almost grasped the general marching route of Ursus. With the super scout, King Slayer, Song Yufeng could grasp the enemy's movements almost anytime and anywhere.

"You work very hard." A male voice suddenly sounded behind Song Yufeng.

Song Yufeng turned around immediately, only to see his father sitting on the chair without him noticing.

"No, father, if you suddenly appear like this and are seen by others, how am I going to explain it?" Song Yufeng immediately whispered.

"Ha, I actually wanted to chat with my son's comrades." Song Tianyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I put some things near this conference room. No one except your mother can come in."

"Yes, Song Tianyu, no one can come in except me." As soon as Song Tianyu finished speaking, a beautiful and sacred woman walked out from the shadows.

"...You came so quickly, Ouyang Qian." Song Tianyu frowned.

"I've been keeping an eye on you these past few days. Humph, as expected, you wanted to come and see your son secretly without telling me, right?" Ouyang Qian said.

"You should know that there are regulations. How can I come to see you openly?"

"Tsk, an excuse." Ouyang Qian rolled her eyes.

Song Yufeng felt that the atmosphere was a little subtle. His parents seemed a little strange. If he had to describe it, they were like familiar strangers to each other.

Could it be that these two are divorced?

"Okay, stop listening to your dad's nagging. Come on, come and talk to mom." Ouyang Qian pulled Song Yufeng over and let him sit on her lap.

Song Yufeng blushed, being held in the arms of such a beautiful woman, and her body was so soft... No! What was he thinking?

Song Yufeng quickly stood up, then pulled a chair over and sat down next to Ouyang Qian.

"Son, what do you mean by this? Do you dislike me?" Ouyang Qian's eyes suddenly filled with tears, looking very pitiful. Song Yufeng was afraid that she would be upset, and blushed quickly and said, "No, no, no, Mom, it's just that I'm already this old, and I don't want to be treated like a child anymore."

"That's right, Feng'er has grown up, but you still seem to treat him like a one-year-old child. Do you understand children's psychology?" Song Tianyu said immediately.

"You're the only one who understands!" Ouyang Qian glared at him, then looked at Song Yufeng gently and said, "You don't dislike your mother. That's good. Hey, is there anything bothering you recently? Tell me about it."

Just as Song Yufeng was about to speak, Song Tianyu interrupted him: "You can tell us what's on your mind, but don't talk about the difficulties, don't say you can't do it, and don't try to ask for our help. If you don't solve the problem independently, how can you grow?"

"You are the only one who talks too much! I have Feng'er! If anyone dares to bully my Feng'er, I will be the first one to chop him to pieces!" said Ouyang Qian.

"It's people like you who dote on your son that make him incompetent!"

"That's better than forcing the child, right? Why put so much pressure on him!" Ouyang Qian said angrily.

Song Tianyu snorted and then stopped talking.

"Mom, actually, it's nothing. The main thing is to deal with the retreat of the Ursus army. I'm still preparing."

"Really? What's the plan? Tell me about it."

So Song Yufeng told him all his plans.

Song Tianyu's eyes lit up, and he said with satisfaction: "That's right, Feng'er, remember, in war, don't be soft-hearted. All is fair in war. As long as you can achieve victory, no matter how sinister the scheme or how despicable the means, you must use them all, as long as you can achieve victory."

"However, this plan is indeed against the will of nature, but it's the only way. Hey! How about I help you?!" Ouyang Qian said with a smile.

"That's enough. Even if you defeat the Ursus army with one hammer, it will not be Feng'er's achievement. What's more, Feng'er has already made a plan to retreat. Why should you take action again? Don't forget that we also have our own rules." Song Tianyu said.

"Tsk, you're so rigid, always talking about rules and ancient teachings! Then why didn't you mention the rules the last time you single-handedly stopped the flow of time to give Feng'er the clue about the knife?"

"Well... that... that's different! Feng'er was in a life-and-death situation that time! Of course I had to protect him! Feng'er can handle it this time, so there's no need for us to take action!" Song Tianyu said blushing.

"Alright, alright, I won't do anything. Go quickly and report to the temple for me. I'll chat with Feng'er for a while."

Song Tianyu rolled his eyes and continued, "Feng'er, train hard and think more. I believe in your strength." Then he merged into the shadows.

"Sigh, don't be fooled by your father's strictness. He's actually worried about you, but his methods are too radical. When you faced Xiao Ya, he cut off one of his arms in order to abruptly stop the river of time and give you a warning. Although the arm later grew back, he was still criticized and punished by the other gods."

"Ah, I know. I know my father wants to be good to me, but he doesn't seem to be very good at expressing this emotion." Song Yufeng said.

"That's true."

"Mom, my father is so dull when it comes to emotions, how did you get together with him?" Song Yufeng asked curiously.

"Ah, this is a long story..."