During the banquet, while enjoying the delicious food and wine, everyone would occasionally whisper to each other.

Rewards that they wouldn't normally give away, such as the most expensive cigarettes and chocolates given by the boss, were now shared among everyone.

Speaking of this banquet, much of the food was grown in the post-apocalyptic world; Weren didn't bring much with him.

The guard had many cooks, whose skills allowed them to prepare delicious food. Everyone ate until their bellies were full, but this didn't last long.

Everyone knows that we are now at the most crucial stage, and the hotel rooms are already full of people lining up to meet with us.

So, the banquet ended after only one hour, and everyone went about their own business.

Inside the hall, several assistant guards were busy tidying up, while Wei Lun and Qin Mutong went outside together.

In the courtyard, Wei Lun was fiddling with a sculpture.

The sculpture is actually of Wei Lun himself. Fu Xixi and the others insisted on building a statue of themselves at headquarters, saying it was to give everyone a sense of loyalty.

Because of the sculpture, everyone would respect the boss more and work harder, so Wei Lun couldn't refuse and could only acquiesce.

The sculpture is three meters tall and one meter wide, not particularly large, but it's slightly larger than Weren's physique, giving it a more natural and awe-inspiring presence.

The technology in the post-apocalyptic world was still quite advanced; every detail perfectly recreated Wei Lun's appearance.

Sometimes, Wei Lun wondered, could humanity truly survive without spiritual support? Many times, Wei Lun was everyone's pillar of strength.

In this apocalyptic world, everyone felt a sense of fear, worrying that one day they would die in the desolate wilderness. However, with Wei Lun's spiritual support, everyone was more focused on working hard for their boss and building this large settlement.

Everyone forgot their fear and only remembered the boss's kindness. Although it seemed a bit like a cult, it was often more effective in keeping everyone alive.

Perhaps, humans are not merely animals, but rather a collection of thoughts; humans without thought are simply zombies, walking corpses.

Only when we have thoughts and spirit can we truly feel that we are alive.

"Honey, do you like this statue?"

Qin Mutong smiled slightly, appearing very calm. This statue was a symbol of her longing when Wei Lun was away; she would often sit foolishly beside it, leaning against it.

A feeling that evokes emotion and nostalgia, as if the world were a safe place.

"Well, it's alright. I think Fu Xixi and Du Kun went to a lot of trouble. Look at their expressions, they really do look alike."

"If I weren't myself, I'm afraid I would have thought this was a real person."

"Tall and imposing, dashing and handsome."

Wei Lun laughed and said, "But looking at the sculpture, I always feel a little uneasy. Is there two versions of myself in the world?"

"Who praises themselves like that? Aren't they ashamed!"

Qin Mutong looked at Wei Lun with suspicion. When did her husband become so narcissistic?

"I'm not narcissistic, he really is handsome, okay?"

"Hehe, isn't your husband handsome? Why don't we go upstairs and take a look?"

Wei Lun suddenly hugged Qin Mutong with a grin, and then rushed straight to the third floor.

...

The night passed, and the next day, at ten o'clock in the morning,

Fu Xixi sent a message about the seeds: 100,000 jin (50,000 kg) of seeds, and now there's no stock left.

Too many seeds were distributed, but the demand in the apocalypse still far exceeds the supply. And most importantly, some of these seeds are very difficult to replant.

If a large number of such non-repeatable plantings occur, then no matter how hard Wei Lun tries, it will be in vain.

He can't keep transporting seeds to the apocalypse indefinitely, and the demand is just too great.

These problems all need to be solved now, so Wei Lun has no choice but to return to the modern era and order 100,000 jin of seeds there.

When Fu Xixi saw another 100,000 jin of seeds appear in the warehouse, she was at a loss for words.

"Boss, how much will all these seeds cost? And this..."

Fu Xixi didn't continue, clearly curious about the source of these seeds and who the boss really was.

Are they really gods descended to earth? Otherwise, why would there be so many seeds? Even if you took over a whole seed warehouse, you might not have this many!

"Don't overthink it. You should distribute the seeds first, and provide them to as many people as they need them."

"Our Guardian Group's first priority is to ensure human survival; this is something we must do."

"Otherwise, if humanity doesn't survive this seventh year, we will perish too!"

Wei Lun brought up the key points, and Fu Xixi didn't dare to think too much about it and continued with her work.

After leaving the seed warehouse, Wei Lun went to the government affairs hall, where there were many people from all over the country.

When it comes to transportation, most people rely on hovercars, a small number of forces are transported by helicopter, and as for fighter jets, they are extremely rare.

However, once the various factions arrived, they were all very curious about the seeds, wondering if the Guardian Group actually had that many.

But when the guards brought up sacks of seeds, everyone fell silent.

Yes, who has ever seen so many seeds?

Before the disaster, there were many, but they were all eaten. Now, they dare not eat them; they must take them back with them. This is everyone's hope.

Of course, the Guardian Group also provides them with rations, which are all steamed buns made from white flour.

When they saw the steamed buns, tears streamed down their faces. To them, this food was like a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

If the world is ending, and you can still see steamed buns, what's the difference between them and any other delicacy?

They brought rations with them, but they were all made from unpalatable beast meat. Even if they didn't want to eat it, the ninjas had to, or they would starve to death. It was still better than protein supplements.

When Wei Lun arrived in the hall, no one knew who he was at first. But seeing the two armed guards standing beside him, they knew that Wei Lun was no ordinary person. Recalling the video on the smart device, they were immediately shocked. Wasn't this the boss behind the Guardian Group?

To everyone's surprise, Wei Lun walked straight onto the podium.

"Everyone, welcome to the Guardian Group. Please feel free to discuss cooperation here. Remember to tell your boss when you get back."

"Our hope as humankind lies in unity; only by uniting can we rebuild our home!"

"I want to promise you that the seeds will always be there!"

After Wei Lun finished speaking, he gave a brief bow and then went backstage. The hall erupted in chaos.

What did I just see? The boss of the Guardian Group! The most powerful boss in the country right now!