Upon hearing that the other party was looking for supplies, a flash of excitement instantly appeared in Aunt Lin's eyes. She glanced at her grandson, who hadn't eaten properly for several days and had only been drinking water.

She looked expectantly at the Duke, and could only brazenly ask:

"Sir, I know it's difficult to ask this, but my grandson hasn't eaten for days. If you have any supplies, could you please give us some? We will never forget your great kindness."

After saying this, Aunt Lin knelt on the ground weakly and kept kowtowing, hoping to get some supplies.

"Brother, my son hasn't eaten for days. There's nothing in the whole room and kitchen. If you have any supplies, please give us some!"

"We'd been hoarding supplies for half a month, thinking the natural disaster would end soon, but it's been over half a month. After the corrosive acid, there was another massive storm. We were almost blown away as soon as we stepped outside, so we have no choice but to wait here." Lin Jie pleaded, kneeling down in anguish.

He really didn't want to watch his family starve to death while he was powerless to do anything about it.

If this boy hadn't passed by today, given the ruthlessness of those eight thugs, they might have slaughtered his entire family and divided them up for food.

After changing her clothes, Chen Xiaoqing saw her husband and mother-in-law kneeling on the ground begging for supplies. She glanced at her listless son and also knelt down, pleading for mercy.

"Sir, if you really have supplies, please give us some!"

I know this is wrong, but without supplies, my family will starve to death in a few days.

When the Duke saw such a well-behaved and sensible child, his lips were peeling and white. If it weren't for the rainy day, he probably wouldn't even have water to drink, which would be even worse.

Anyway, I have plenty of resources in my space, so why not help them? But what will happen to them in the future depends on their luck.

He sighed and said, "You can all get up now! I do have some supplies left. My things are downstairs; please wait for me to come down and get them."

Upon hearing that the other party had indeed given them supplies, the hostages immediately kowtowed in gratitude:

"Thank you, sir. Good people will always be rewarded."

"Big brother, thank you," the little boy said weakly with gratitude.

After saying that, her stomach rumbled, and she hid in her father's arms, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You're welcome! We're destined to meet. Listen to your older brother from now on, grow up to be a strong man, and take good care of your family."

After saying that, Junjue walked out the door and closed it. He went to the empty room next to the 68th floor and saw that the floor was a mess, with a lot of bloodstains that had long since congealed.

It's no surprise that something bad happened here a few days ago; there are signs of a fight everywhere.

Seeing several large empty bags nearby, Junjue took out one large bag and filled it with twenty cans of milk powder, five packs of lollipops, and five packs of candy. He then took another large bag and filled it with twenty cans of instant cornstarch and ten packs of sanitary napkins.

The last large bag was filled with compressed biscuits, canned meat, and instant noodles. A few baseball bats were also put in the bag for them to carry, just in case.

He took out two 50-pound bags of rice and put them on his shoulder.

These things are enough for their family to eat for several months. As long as they eat them sparingly, there will be no problem at all.

Carrying three large bags in his hands and two bags of rice on his shoulder, he used his psychic abilities to survey the entire building and discovered that several hundred people lived there, and each of them looked completely weak.

It seems we should leave some supplies for these people before we leave, otherwise this place will soon become a living hell.

Anyway, they collected all the supplies in Xining City, because after these people left, all the supplies were flooded and they couldn't use them.

Leave some supplies for them, consider it my last act of kindness!

He sighed, walked back to the door where the hostages were staying, knocked gently, and said:

"I'm back."

Having experienced what happened not long ago, Old Lady Lin was too afraid to open the door carelessly. She glanced at the security camera and saw that her great benefactor had indeed brought over a lot of things.

Excitedly, she opened the door, waited for the person to enter the room, then quickly closed the door, her eyes welling up with tears, and said:

"Sir, thank you so much for bringing us so many supplies."

"Auntie, don't be so polite. This is all I have. If you're careful with your money, it should last for a few months," Junjue said casually as he placed all his belongings on the sofa.

"Brother, thank you for so much food. If we eat a little less each day, it should last us more than three months, maybe even six months."

Looking at all that milk powder, corn porridge, canned goods, compressed biscuits, instant noodles, and other such items, Lin Jie swallowed hard and said gratefully.

The well-behaved little boy, seeing that the older brother had brought so much delicious food for their family, said weakly, "Thank you, big brother."

"You're welcome." Junjue rummaged in his pockets, pulled out a cold steamed bun, handed it to the little boy, and smiled.

"You're very brave. This steamed bun is a reward for you. Eat it!"

The little boy saw the big steamed bun, licked his dry lips, swallowed hard a few times, and gratefully accepted the bun from the older boy, saying thankfully:

"Thank you, big brother." Then she said to her parents and grandmother:

"Dad, Mom, Grandma, you must be hungry too! Let's share the steamed buns!"

"Good boy, you can eat by yourself. Dad, Mom, and Grandma will cook something to eat later," Lin Jie said, his eyes welling up with tears.

That's great! With so much food, they're sure to survive this natural disaster.

"Baby, Mommy will eat something else later. You should fill your tummy first, or you'll feel uncomfortable later!" Chen Xiaoqing said with concern.

Seeing that his family wasn't eating, the little boy could only wolf down the steamed bun.

Seeing that her grandson finally had something to eat, and that the whole family hadn't eaten for days, Lin's mother quickly said:

"I'll make some instant noodles first. My benefactor! Please eat with us before you go looking for supplies! I don't know when this heavy rain will end."

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I'm ready to leave. I'm just passing through here today. I still need to rush to Shanghai to find my family."

"Oh, I see! Well, my benefactor, have a safe journey and be careful along the way. I hope you find your family soon," Lin's mother said with her blessings.

"Okay! Goodbye!" After saying that, Junjue walked out of the room, closed the door, and went downstairs.

The hostages looked at the Duke with immense gratitude, their eyes filled with admiration and respect. They were amazed by the Duke's strength and courage; they had witnessed a true hero.

The Duke simply smiled and said nothing more. He knew that his mission was not yet complete, and that many more people needed his help.