Chapter 276 What to Eat at the State Banquet in the End of the World

Qiao Lan originally thought that the support sent by Mr. Wei Jianshe to save her and capture the thug Wang was shocking enough.

However, when Wang Guan took out his badge and revealed his identity, she truly felt what shock meant.

My God, she had never seen so many planes covering the sky, blocking out the sunlight like clouds.

It wasn't just one floor, there were helicopters, fighter jets, reconnaissance planes, light artillery aircraft, carrier-based aircraft, drones, and many other aircraft whose names she couldn't name or recognize their models... Each aircraft flew according to its own characteristics and tactical requirements, some flew low, some flew high, going up and down several floors, whistling for a long distance, and circling above everyone.

Wherever they went, the planes would block their view.

It's so spectacular.

Qiao Lan thought to himself, "I've never seen anything like this before the apocalypse, let alone after it." It seems the government has a lot of money, so they can easily pull out an incredibly powerful aerial combat team.

And not only were there military forces deployed in the air, but there were also more than ten combat vehicles on the ground, including armored vehicles, tanks, missile vehicles, and strange-looking vehicles that Qiao Lan didn't recognize, emitting powerful energy fluctuations with a stable frequency.

There were also combat teams. Following the previous teams, more and larger combat units gathered. The soldiers were armed with live ammunition and looked very impressive. There were also warriors with high-level special abilities. They were distributed in tactical formations, some far away and some close, to protect Qiao Lan and others.

"You are so honorable."

Qiao Lan said to Wang Guan.

At this time, she drove an official military truck and took Wang Guan and others to the meeting place designated by Wei Jianshe.

Mr. Wei did not agree to meet Wang Guan, but instead asked him to meet at a department in the core urban area. Wang Guan readily agreed, and the authorities dispatched aircraft, tanks, and soldiers to "escort" the group to the meeting place.

Qiao Lan was driving, Wang Guan was sitting in the passenger seat, and in the open bed of the truck at the back sat their four men.

Traffic in the city was blocked, and there were no other vehicles or pedestrians on the cleared road. Only this convoy was whizzing past, and soon, the destination was in sight.

Wang Guan smiled and said, "It's not my reputation, it's the reputation of the St. Yeshua Presbyterian Church."

With tanks leading the way, the convoy drove across the square and continued for a distance before entering an empty and heavily guarded courtyard.

In the yard, there was a simple car-mounted house made of bulletproof materials with the door wide open.

Qiao Lan and the others got out of the car, and a long-prepared red carpet was rolled out from the front door to the front door. A welcoming salute boomed seven times, and not far away, a band played a welcoming song.

Wei Jianshe, along with several staff members, was waiting at the door. Qiao Lan and Wang Guan walked along the red carpet. The old man smiled, extended his hand to shake Wang Guan's hand, exchanged greetings, and then invited everyone into the house to sit down.

There were simple tables, chairs and tea sets in the room. Wei Jianshe and Wang Guan sat opposite each other at the table, drinking tea and chatting together.

The atmosphere at the tea party was lively and lively. During the meeting, Wei Jianshe made some calls and issued some instructions on the spot, and the staff nearby filled up more than ten pages with notes of the conversation.

It was a full two hours later that Mr. Wei stood up with a smile and shook hands with Wang Guan to say goodbye.

"Young man, on behalf of the official, thank you," said the old man.

"On behalf of my colleagues and friends, I would like to thank you," said Wang Guan.

Mr. Wei left the scene, driving off to an emergency meeting at some secret location. Half of the tanks, aircraft, and combat units also dispersed, leaving only half remaining nearby to maintain surveillance. Or, in other words, to monitor and prevent the situation.

"Do you still want to eat this meal?" Qiao Lan asked Wang Guan and the other two.

Before leaving, Wei Jianshe said that he had arranged a banquet for everyone, so please feel free to enjoy yourself.

Wang Guan said, "Eat. It's an official banquet, so of course you have to eat."

The powerful man laughed and said, "Yeah, not everyone can enjoy the state banquet treatment. It's a rare opportunity, so we can't miss it."

The man in red snorted disdainfully: "What good food can there be at a state banquet in the end times?"

The strong man said, "It's definitely better than eating dry instant noodles."

He is not wrong.

Not long after, the staff brought the reception banquet and placed it on the table.

Each person had a bowl of instant noodles, a plate of pickled mustard greens, half a block of fermented bean curd, and a plate of stewed radish.

This is the level of a state banquet in the end times. It is indeed much better than eating dry instant noodles. It also comes with soup and side dishes.

Yin Wanying was brought here by an official car. When she saw the scale of the banquet, she smiled and sighed, "It seems that it is not as good as the working meal in the laboratory."

The working meals in the underground laboratory at least include regular rice and flour staples, and occasionally some green vegetables and meat.

The staff member nearby explained, "Scientific research is currently the top priority, and the food and clothing provided to researchers are the best. As for our reception, during these extraordinary times, we're trying to be frugal. If it weren't for Mr. Wang Guan's tremendous contribution this time, there wouldn't be this stewed radish. We'd only have instant noodles and pickled mustard greens. The stewed radish was specially ordered by Commander Wei as a snack for everyone."

The man in red raised an eyebrow: "Then, does your leader also eat instant noodles and pickled mustard greens on weekdays?"

"Of course not," the staff member replied. "Our leaders at all levels generally don't eat boiled noodles because it wastes water resources. They usually eat dry noodles. They also don't eat pickled mustard greens and fermented bean curd. These salty foods are given to the soldiers at the front. They use a lot of energy during training and need to replenish salt and electrolytes."

Everyone was silent.

The powerful man laughed and looked at Wang Guan: "Boss, it seems that your choice is right. Such an official is reassuring."

The man in red snorted coldly, "Who knows if it's a lie! They claim to be simple to the outside world, but they live a luxurious life behind the scenes."

Yin Wanying smiled and said, "It's not a lie. This staff member didn't lie. I can feel it."

"Who are you?" The man in red stared at her sharply.

"Me?" Yin Wanying tilted her head slightly.

The man in red suddenly shuddered and his eyes became dull.

But it only took a moment for him to regain his composure, and then he looked at Yin Wanying in shock, and then at his eldest brother. He was attacked by Yin Wanying's mind, but fortunately his eldest brother came to his rescue in time.

At this time, his eldest brother had already made eye contact with Yin Wanying.

They looked at each other briefly, then turned their eyes away.

The secret competition and sparring has ended.

Neither of them used their full strength, but just tested each other slightly, but they both knew the weight of the other.

Yin Wanying smiled: "Mr. Wang, you are very strong. I admit I am inferior to you."

"You are too modest." Wang Guan looked at Yin Wanying cautiously.

His eye contact and sonic attacks were actually a variant of the psychic system. Unlike ordinary psychic attacks, he could project his mental control into a wave attack of a specific frequency.

Yin Wanying's attack was purely spiritual.

Who was stronger? A glance between them confirmed that if they really came to blows, Yin Wanying would definitely be inferior to him in combat power. However, if she seized the initiative or launched a surprise attack, he would most likely be severely injured.

A woman who was quite dangerous to him.