"I remember there was a seed program back then." Jiang Zhi came to the base for another purpose: to learn about the seed program.

I had seen it in the materials Zhang Zhaohe showed her; she was one of them, but there wasn't much information at the time.

"The plan you mentioned has always existed, but now it has become everyone. Each and every one of us is a seed. As long as the Chinese nation survives, we will fight this chaotic world to the death."

Although Zhou Renchang was sitting, his words were firm, powerful, and convincing.

"I see."

Jiang Zhi followed Jiang Wenlong to another room, and the two chatted about cold-resistant rice and wheat all night.

Isn't Jiang Wenlong sleepy at all?

Jiang Zhi yawned and casually fed Wanfu the biscuits on the table. Dinner was provided by the base: two steamed buns, a small dish of hydroponic vegetables, and a bowl of egg drop soup.

This is already considered very good food at the base.

The Fuxi Base has made tremendous efforts to feed tens of millions of people, but these efforts are far from enough. Countless people go hungry every day because food is too difficult to obtain.

Although the factory processes large quantities of food substitutes and even distributes nutrient solutions every now and then to maintain the body's trace elements.

Therefore, cold-resistant food is urgently needed.

The Chinese people possess powerful planting genes. From now on, all the soil excavated from the expansion base should be piled up in one place to establish a drought-resistant rice and wheat planting base. Then, plant-based superpowers will be used to accelerate the ripening process. They will surely be able to overcome the threat of death.

Led by Han Xing, Jiang Zhi returned to her dormitory. Han Xing handed her a file bag and solemnly said, "Ms. Jiang Zhi, thank you for your contributions to all mankind and to our China. This is the base's code of conduct and a microchip watch for communication. After you rest for a day, the base will hold a leadership meeting. Mr. Zhou, together with several other standing members, will appoint you. Please do not refuse."

After Han Xing finished speaking, he bowed to Jiang Zhi.

Last night, she heard Mr. Zhou say that Jiang Zhi had saved the Shuofang Base and many ordinary people at the Guangming Base who were being suppressed by evil superpowered beings, and then she disappeared.

At the time, she was thinking, if she wasn't dead, why hide? How much this world needs a capable person to appear and lend a helping hand, even if it's just a gentle push, that would be enough.

However, Mr. Zhou's next words completely shattered her bad impression of Jiang Zhi.

She actually went to the plateau, hiding her identity, just to cultivate cold-resistant rice and wheat.

How magnificent!

If Jiang Zhi knew the story had turned out this way, she would laugh until her stomach hurt; it's just too outrageous.

She really just wanted some peace and quiet.

Moreover, if the Fuxi Base, like the Guangming Base before it, wants to both kill her and use her, she guarantees she can disappear immediately.

Let them fend for themselves!

The situation is quite the opposite now. At least so far, the people she has met are not so bad, and everyone has only one goal in mind: to survive.

It's good to be alive, as long as there's no backstabbing or infighting.

At the beginning of the apocalypse, people still had the mind to scheme and fight. But after ten years, if the base still can't understand, then it's truly doomed.

Admittedly, beneath the veneer of peace lurks all sorts of evil, and she will show no mercy.

The following day, Zhou Renchang granted Jiang Zhi the status of an absolute senior advisor to the base, which was essentially an unofficial position, and that was already quite good.

She was new to the area and had no connections, so it was impossible for her to hold a real position.

A group of people were scrutinizing, inquiring, curious, and disdainful, each with their own expression. Jiang Zhi didn't care. As long as no one came to her, she would stay in her dormitory and not go out.

Zhou Heng had just finished his mission and returned to the base with General Huo Xi in a robot when he heard that a top-level advisor had arrived at the Fuxi Base, who was also an ice-type level 11 ability user.

He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who? What's their name?"

"Her name is Jiang Zhi. She appeared out of nowhere, and her background is unclear."

"What? Jiang Zhi?" Zhou Heng almost cried with joy. Could it be that person from back then?

That person who disappeared more than eight years ago!

She's back? She's not dead?

Zhou Heng shoved the helmet into his friend's hand and ran frantically into the base. Huo Xi looked at his retreating figure with a puzzled expression and asked, "What's wrong with this kid?"

The person opposite said, "A top-level advisor just arrived at the base, an ice-type level 11 ability user. He almost cried when he heard the name, so he probably knows someone."

Hoshi nodded and ordered his men to take the mutated beast to the slaughterhouse to dismember it.

Some mutated beasts have edible meat, which the base usually processes into meat products, such as jerky and canned meat. Additionally, restaurants and eateries purchase these products from the base using points, and then process them into various dishes to sell to people within the base.

Whether it's a restaurant or another type of business, all of them are officially registered.

The base has always controlled the prices of goods on a points-based system, much like a city before the apocalypse, with shops selling clothes, shoes, and various tools... only the prices are slightly higher for points.

Besides crystals being exchanged for points, contributions to the base also earn points, ensuring that those who work earn enough points each day to eat for two days, thus giving them a chance to catch their breath.

After catching up on her sleep, Jiang Zhi took Wanfu down to the third floor and below of the base. There, she saw that many people genuinely hoped to live and for the end of the apocalypse.

Of course, there was also pessimism and frustration.

The suppressed pain lingered in my heart, and I received counseling from a psychologist every day.

The Eternal Night arrived quickly, and Jiang Zhi had no idea what the world would be like after it ended.

She went down to the twentieth floor underground. The lower she went, the higher the temperature and the more polluted the air became. Of course, there were fewer people living there.

Much of the space here is used for hydroponic plants and greenhouse food cultivation. Plant-based ability users here accelerate the growth of plants, producing a continuous supply of food.

The crystal consumption is very high, and a large portion of the crystals in the base are supplied to plant-type ability users for ability recovery.

"When will this ever end?" Zuo Rou (formerly a plant-type ability user at the Shuofang Base, who had learned plant ripening techniques from Jiang Zhi) felt the wrinkles around her eyes crinkling together. She was so tired, so very tired.

Ye Yun said, "Hang in there, sister. After we finish our task today, let's go get a massage! I'll treat you."

After hearing this, He Zichen pretended to be unhappy and asked, "What about me, sister?"

"Let's go together, let's go together." Ye Yun kicked He Zichen with her foot.

The three of them burst into laughter.

It brought a touch of warmth to the dark space with its low light.

This is a grain cultivation room, and there are hundreds of others like it.

"Consultant Jiang, you're here?" Jiang Wenlong was carrying a notebook and had a pen stuck in his ear. He had just come out of the hydroponic room.

Upon seeing Jiang Zhi, his gloomy face immediately brightened.

“Yes, let’s take a look.” Jiang Zhi nodded.

Zuo Rou heard the name Jiang Zhi and thought she was hallucinating, but then she saw a man and a woman standing outside the glass door.