After Chen Yunhao guessed that the suspicious object that had been following them was the Ye family villa, he had Tang Xubai contact Ye Zhi and the others.

Sure enough, after the call connected, I heard Ye Zhi's sweet little voice, "Uncle Yunhao, it was us who were following you just now."

Even though Ye Zhi on the other end of the communicator couldn't see them, Tang Xubai clutched his frightened heart, "I thought it was an enemy attack."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yubai chuckled and said, "We're heading to your base now. Remember to let your superiors know so they don't think it's an enemy attack."

As soon as Ye Zhi and the others stepped out of the supermarket, they were warmly welcomed by the Victory Base.

The guards inside Victory Base lined up to block the many residents who came out of the base after hearing the news.

"Clap clap clap." Thunderous applause rang out, accompanied by cheers and jubilation from the people of Victory Base.

A thinly dressed, gaunt-faced middle-aged woman squeezed to the front of the crowd, stood on tiptoe to look into the supermarket, and drooled uncontrollably. "Look, look! There are so many things in the supermarket! There's electricity and lights in the supermarket!"

An old man, missing a front tooth and with a leather belt tightly wrapped around his waist, said, "Little Lu really didn't lie to us!"

The middle-aged man gripped the crystal core tightly in his hand, wary of the people around him. "How much is it priced? I don't even know if I have enough crystal cores."

The pale and thin young girl held the hand of her equally pale and thin boyfriend, her eyes full of surprise. "I'm so lucky! I really miss the taste of instant noodles before the apocalypse. Buy me a whole case when the time comes!"

Her boyfriend didn't answer and even tried to shake off the girl's hand.

Another man in the crowd, wearing a hard hat and dressed like a construction worker from a pre-apocalyptic world, looked at the glass enclosure behind the supermarket and felt like he'd seen it somewhere before.

…

"Wow, so many people!" Ye Zhi exclaimed, looking at the diverse crowd that the guards at Victory Base were stopping.

Grandpa Song held Ye Zhi tightly in his arms, afraid that the excited people would break through the guards' blockade.

At this moment, the sea of ​​people in front of them suddenly quieted down and automatically made way for them.

Grandpa Song smiled heartily as he watched Chen Yuanzheng, escorted by soldiers in combat uniforms, stride confidently toward him.

"expedition!"

Chen Yuanzheng: "Long time no see, Lao Song."

The crowd on the other side erupted again.

"My God, they actually know the leader!" A girl with a few freckles on her face excitedly grabbed her boyfriend's hand, as if she were the one who knew the leader.

Her boyfriend next to her held her hand back, "You will too in the future. Let's have a nice meal today, it's on me. Before the apocalypse, didn't you love eating Orleans-style chicken drumsticks the most? I saw them, they have them in the supermarket."

A thin man beside them had a greedy glint in his eyes. "So, does that mean we can live a life where we have plenty to eat and drink in the apocalypse?"

The young couple quietly moved to the side.

…

Song Moshang introduced the people around him to Chen Yuanzheng. After they shook hands, Chen Yuanzheng turned to the residents of his base and said, "Go in, and don't let the snow fall off your shoes." Then he gestured for the guards to step back.

Without the guards who stood like an iron wall, the residents of Victory Base rushed into the supermarket.

However, only about a third of the people followed Chen Yuanzheng's instructions; the rest stepped directly into the supermarket with snow still clinging to their shoes.

Chen Yuanzheng frowned and sighed deeply.

There are just too many people at their base, a real mixed bag, and there's still a lot more to be done in the future.

But for now, let's focus on maintaining our basic needs for food and clothing.

Ye Zhi looked at the frowning old man in front of her, who was dressed in military uniform and had a gun at his waist. Behind the old man were five soldiers who were nearly 1.9 meters tall and had an imposing presence. Lu Xingxiao was among them.

Just as Ye Zhi was getting serious, she suddenly heard a familiar male voice, "Little Sweetie~"

Suddenly breaking down in her composure, Ye Zhi couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Giggle." Her dimples reappeared.

"Hello, Grandpa Chen."

Ye Zhi's sweet and innocent greeting made Chen Yuanzheng wish she were his own granddaughter.

"Oh, little Bao is so good, let Grandpa give you a hug."

Chen Yuanzheng reached out and snatched Ye Zhi from Old Master Song's hands.

Ye Zhi stretched out her little hand from in Chen Yuanzheng's arms and pointed to the villa's gate, "Go inside."

"Okay." Chen Yuanzheng replied gently, then waved his hand domineeringly, "You guys keep an eye on them, you don't need to follow me. Xingxiao, you go collect the cash.

Lu Xingxiao

All the guards and soldiers who followed quickly surrounded the supermarket, keeping a close watch on it to prevent theft.

Yang Chenze, walking behind the group, looked at the guards and smiled inexplicably. He walked to the soldier closest to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Tell the residents of your base to be careful and not to do anything petty theft, otherwise, you'll be the ones who suffer."

The guard replied sincerely, "Yes! It's no trouble at all, it's my duty!"

He thought Yang Chenze was referring to the hard work of watching over the residents who were buying supplies in the supermarket.

In reality, Yang Chenze was saying that if residents of Victory Base engaged in acts such as vandalizing supermarkets, stealing, or defaulting on debts, they would be punished by the small soldier robots.

This was Chen Yuanzheng's first visit to the Ye family villa. Even though Chen Yunhao had already told him that the villa where Ye Zhi and the others lived could fly, he had already been sitting blankly in the chair for half an hour.

An hour ago, he was shocked again when he heard the news from the base guards: a supermarket that appeared out of nowhere, a supermarket full of supplies!

Chen Yuanzheng was still shocked as he stepped inside the villa.

This is absolutely shocking! Are they living in the same post-apocalyptic world as him?

How come they live in unfinished houses without water, electricity, or heating, while these people live in large villas with water, electricity, and heating?

The glass enclosure outside the door is military-grade, and this villa can fly! How does it fly?!

Suddenly, the sound of typing on a phone keyboard caught Chen Yuanzheng's attention. He turned his head and saw Ye Yubai sending a message.

Chen Yuanzheng turned around, unimpressed. "Oh, sending a message?"

Then his eyes widened, and he turned his head to look again. Wait a minute? Sending a text message on a phone? How long has the internet been down? How can it still send a text message?

Holy crap!

His voice was no longer laced with emotion, "You...you all."

Grandpa Song followed his gaze and asked, "Oh, a cell phone? What's wrong? Don't you have one?"

"No...you guys still have internet?"

Grandpa Song feigned innocence, "Yes, don't you have any?"

He knew the outside world had been without internet for a long time, but he relished the shocked expressions on their faces. Then, he loudly announced to them:

"They're all our kids. They insist on playing games, watching movies, reading novels, and watching TV series, so we just set up the internet."