Chapter 368 Arrival

Wu Ming felt it would be better not to discuss it at all, because this discussion only made him more worried.

He was increasingly worried because he had already boarded the ship and was on his way to the United States, but he still didn't have a proper battle plan.

The compressed biscuits in his hand tasted bland, and the canned food was too cold to eat, making him increasingly anxious.

Wu Ming couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up and said, "Our only variable now, and the strongest one, is Meng Shiwan. Hopefully, she can come up with a solution... No, I have to go and discuss tactics with her. If I don't come up with a plan soon, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep."

The other teammates also stood up. "Let's go together. Based on our respective abilities, let's discuss it carefully and try to come up with a general plan."

A group of six people came up to the deck and knocked on Meng Shiwan's RV door.

No one answered.

Wu Ming knocked again, but still no one answered.

He was puzzled. "Where did she go? Or is she asleep?"

Wu Ming had no choice but to walk to Ye Sangyu's RV and knock on the heavy door.

Ye Sangyu had just popped a beef meatball into her mouth when she heard the commotion outside. She stood up, opened the car door, and asked, "Who is it at this hour...?"

Wu Ming and his group stared at Ye Sangyu in disbelief.

Ye Sangyu asked, "Didn't you all go to sleep?"

Wu Ming swallowed hard. "And then you guys ate hot pot?"

The aroma of hot pot filled his nostrils. He looked up into the car and saw Meng Shiwan and the others gathered around a large table with a bubbling hot pot broth in the center.

Various vegetables, fruits, and meats, as well as various drinks, are displayed around it.

There was a small stove on the side with charcoal burning inside, a pot of wine warming in the middle, and sweet potatoes, peanuts, and taro roasting on the side.

The television next to me was playing a lively variety show.

This scene is just too blissful and joyful.

Wu Ming's teammates behind him also silently swallowed their saliva.

They are superhumans at the seed base, and they don't suffer any hardship in terms of food and drink. They can eat their fill of dry rations and canned food, and they can also have hot meals while at the base.

They hadn't tasted these fresh, juicy fruits and vegetables in a long time.

A seed nursery cannot grow many fresh plants.

Ye Sangyu touched her nose and said, "What are you talking about? We didn't eat behind your backs on purpose. We just happened to be hungry, and you were going to rest, so we had to eat by ourselves."

Wu Ming has no shame now. "Since you didn't do it on purpose, let's eat together."

Ye Sangyu: ...

Ten minutes later, the ingredients for the hot pot were moved outside the RV, and a large group of people sat in the snow to enjoy the hot pot.

Wu Ming felt relieved. "That's more like it. Brewing wine in the snow and tea around a stove—of course, it's only the right way to do it. Hot pot should be cooked in a big stove, so you can sit next to it and feel warm and cozy while eating."

As he spoke, he picked up a large mouthful of hot mutton and stuffed it into his mouth, then took a sip of warm wine and let out a comfortable sigh.

Ye Sangyu gritted her teeth, "You're really shameless."

As for the other teammates who hadn't had anything good to eat in a long time, they didn't say a word and just kept eating.

Meng Shiwan asked him, "Something wrong? You didn't just come here to freeload, did you?"

Speaking of this, Wu Ming started to worry again, "We haven't figured out a rescue plan yet, it's a tough situation."

Meng Shiwan, munching on an apple, asked, "What's the difficult way?"

Wu Ming said, "We've discussed and discussed, but a direct attack won't work, infiltration won't work, and strategy isn't very effective either. With so few people, how are we going to rescue the experts from the Zoski base?"

Meng Shiwan didn't take it seriously, "Isn't this simple?"

Wu Ming: !!!

"Simple? Have you come up with a plan? Tell me quickly."

His eyes widened, and he stopped eating, practically ready to listen intently.

Even the other teammates looked at Meng Shiwan with serious expressions, waiting for her to say what she was going to say next.

To everyone's surprise, Meng Shiwan said calmly, "If a direct attack doesn't work, infiltration doesn't work, and strategy doesn't work either..."

The men's ears perked up even more.

I want to hear what insightful opinions Meng Shiwan has to offer.

Then Meng Shiwan said, "Then let's launch a strong attack first, then lie in wait, and use some tricks along the way."

Everyone: ...

They withdrew their ears, feeling that Meng Shiwan had tricked them.

Wu Ming persisted, "What about the specifics? What's the concrete plan?"

Meng Shiwan shrugged. "We'll discuss the specific plan when we get to the local area, based on the actual situation."

Wu Ming: ...

What's the difference between this and not saying anything at all?

In the end, there was still no solution.

Meng Shiwan comforted him, "Why think so much? There's always a way out. Things you can't figure out now will become clear when the time comes. Did you find the person I asked you to investigate?"

Wu Ming shook his head. "No, the old man Xiao Yuye mentioned, if he were his grandfather, should have an Eastern appearance. But it seems there's no one in power like that in the Zouji Base. Perhaps he's hidden away."

Based on his knowledge of future events, this person would definitely build a fortress to mitigate risks and wouldn't likely associate with the noisy base.

Meng Shiwan thought about it and felt that this was very likely.

That would be troublesome.

This old man was lurking in the shadows, watching her like a venomous snake, ready to pounce and bite her at any moment, which annoyed Meng Shiwan.

She needs to find a way to find and get rid of this old man before she can have peace of mind.

The hot pot smelled delicious, but they ate it with a touch of melancholy.

They have a very important mission on this trip to the United States.

The vast ocean stretches as far as the eye can see, empty and desolate. Drifting at sea for a long time can make one feel somewhat depressed.

After more than half a month, we finally saw land.

Ye Sangyu stretched lazily on the deck, "Finally, we can go ashore. These past two weeks have left my head buzzing."

Lulu lay on the thick snow on the deck, looking weak and listless. "Nobody told me that seasickness felt so bad."

Lulu was in a daze the whole way. If it weren't for her superhuman physique, she probably wouldn't be able to walk right now.

Qin Nianshu helped her up, "Come on, let's get off the boat first."

While waiting for the ship to dock, they jumped off the ship without saying a word, only feeling at ease when they stepped onto the ground.

Several men were still standing on the dock. When they saw Wu Ming, they waved and greeted him.

Wu Ming stepped forward and introduced him to Meng Shiwan, "This is Zhang Yi. After the apocalypse, he led a team to stay in the United States to observe the situation here and collect various intelligence to send back to China."

Meng Shiwan looked at the man named Zhang Yi. He was big and burly, with a strong body, but his expression carried a hint of arrogance.

Ignoring Meng Shiwan, Zhang Yi asked Wu Ming, "Didn't you say you brought several capable superhumans from China this time? Where are they? I haven't seen them."