Grandpa Song laughed heartily. This kid is really insightful. "Hahaha, don't worry."

Years of experience allowed Song Moshang to see through Chen Yunhao's thoughts at a glance; he had something to ask for.

Soldiers have the purest minds; they have the people in their hearts. Chen Yunhao's request is probably for the people.

But Grandpa Song and his family weren't saints. In their own minds, they were just cannon fodder in the book, barely able to save their own lives, let alone save the people. Alas.

When one is successful, one should help others; when one is unsuccessful, one should cultivate one's own virtue.

"When Uncle becomes successful, he'll think of you." Old Master Song was cautious in his words.

"Okay, is Sweet Bean really not coming to collect the supplies?" Chen Yunhao thought about it and still felt that if Ye Zhi didn't come to collect the winter supplies, his family would be at a great loss.

Song Moshang glanced admiringly at Chen Yunhao's sincere heart, wishing he could snatch him away from Victory Base. "Let the child rest for a while."

"Alright, Uncle Song, keep it up!" Chen Yunhao resumed his looting mode. Apart from Uncle Song's family, everyone else present was a potential rival!

"Haha, you guys keep it up too." After chatting with Chen Yunhao, Grandpa Song turned to Song Yuanqing, who was busy not far away, and called out, "Qing'er, you should take a rest too. The labor force of the men in the family is enough."

Coincidentally, Ye Jingyu was also calling out to Song Yuanqing. The father-in-law and son-in-law were almost in sync in their concern for Song Yuanqing and Ye Zhi. "Wife, you rest for a while, I'll do more."

Song Yuanqing didn't stand on ceremony and said, "Okay." She went to Ye Zhi's side and played with her for a while. After she recovered her strength, she started working hard again.

Although there are many men in her family, she does not depend on them for survival; she is an independent and self-reliant woman of the new era.

Song Moshang and Ye Jingyu knew Song Yuanqing's personality, so they only let her rest and did not force her to watch from the other side. When they saw Song Yuanqing burying herself in her work again, they were not surprised at all, and they both quickened their pace.

Ye Zhi, on the other hand, was "forced" to be placed in a stroller.

There's really no way to deal with Ye Zhi. She can't walk yet. Are you going to make her fly around to get supplies? That would expose her wind-type ability. She's already revealed her earth-type ability, and Chen Yunhao has already guessed her space-type ability. If you let Ye Zhi reveal her wind-type ability, wouldn't that cause even more people to be envious and jealous?

Human nature is treacherous, and one should not gamble with it. Ye Zhi is still too young, and it is inevitable that some jealous people will try every means to harm her.

They are not afraid, but too many little ants are annoying.

Most importantly, Ye Zhi herself did not want to participate in the activity of loading supplies.

What was Ye Zhi thinking at the time? "The warm clothes are really nice, but my nails are a bit long, so I won't take them."

This statement reminded Song Yuanqing, a 5G surfing enthusiast, of some hilarious online comments about childbirth, such as, "I'm severely unbalanced in my studies, so I won't have children," and "I have manicures, so I can't have children!"

Just as everyone was struggling to move the clothes, the roar of a vehicle approached from afar, followed by two "beep beeps".

Tang Xubai nimbly jumped off the armored vehicle and, with great tact, helped his team members with their clothes. "Captain, the vehicle can come in."

Without Chen Yunhao needing to say anything more, the people from the other bases all sent their own team members to bring in their base's vehicles after seeing Tang Xubai drive in.

The seven people at the Liaoyuan Base did not shirk their responsibilities. They were already three fewer people than the other bases, and one of the missing three was a space-type ability user.

The current Liaoyuan base team is already at a disadvantage. Although they came from one of the three major bases, their team is now even weaker than the weakest small base.

All the seven of them could do was work hard, carrying bricks and working diligently. The more and faster they worked, the more winter supplies they would receive.

The weather is getting colder and colder, dropping from minus twenty-something degrees Celsius to minus thirty degrees Celsius. Despite the cold, the sixty-odd people in Factory No. 1 did not speak, and even had beads of sweat on their faces.

Of the sixty-odd people, only eight were space-type ability users. Old Master Song and the others felt sorry for Ye Zhi, so only seven space-type ability users could contribute.

It's impossible to have all the work done by these few space-type ability users. Everyone else is also contributing. They may not have space abilities, but they have plenty of strength.

Empty trucks drove in, and trucks loaded with supplies drove out. With everyone's concerted efforts and the encouragement of the little panda Ye Zhi, all the clothes that could be collected in Factory No. 1 were loaded onto trucks and taken away.

The front and back doors on the first floor of the office building were wide open, and the howling wind created a biting draft. The twelve survivors of the office building had already moved to the second floor to take shelter from the wind.

The two girls who had said they were leaving did not leave. After experiencing the biting cold outside on the first floor, they wrapped their tattered long sleeves tighter and followed the other survivors to the second floor without saying a word.

That slap really hurt.

Xu Tingting stood at the second-floor window, looking enviously at the only two women in the line below: Song Yuanqing's Ye Zhi.

Both women had rosy lips and white teeth, and rosy complexions. Especially the little girl Ye Zhi, whose panda outfit Xu Tingting recognized as the most expensive baby clothes produced by their factory.

Ye Zhi's face was round and pink, showing no signs of being cold.

Not only her face, but her little hands were also chubby, clearly indicating that she was a child who had lived a very comfortable life in the apocalypse.

Only families with abundant milk powder, fresh meat and vegetables, and extremely good financial conditions can raise such children.

Xu Tingting's eyes were filled with envy, not jealousy. She was even happy that there were still women living well in this world.

Ye Zhi, who was being held in Song Yuanqing's arms, suddenly looked up at the second floor of the office building, where someone was staring at her and her mother, the kind of person who meant no harm.

The windows on the second floor of the office building were made of one-way mirror glass, so Ye Zhi couldn't see who was watching her and Song Yuanqing, but Ye Zhi had mental powers.

Ye Zhi probed the second floor with her spiritual power without hesitation and saw a woman with a disfigured face but bright eyes.

She knew her; her name was Xu Tingting. When they were on the first floor of the office building, because Xu Tingting often kept her head down, and her body was surrounded by a contradictory mix of vitality and death, Ye Zhi was drawn to her.

Then, as Chen Baihua turned into a blood mist, Ye Zhi saw Xu Tingting look up. Her face was full of relief and the joy of revenge, and her calm eyes shone brightly.

Ye Zhi also saw Xu Tingting's face clearly when Xu Tingting looked up. For someone who was used to seeing all kinds of appearances in the cultivation world, Ye Zhi did not think the scars on her face were terrible. But Ye Zhi was not Xu Tingting, and she could sense the girl's inferiority complex.

But now, how dare I stare at others so boldly? The lifelessness in my body has disappeared, replaced by a longing for the future.

Is he captivated by her charm? That's not a good idea; she's still young and shouldn't be taking on a harem yet.