"!"
"How do you still have so many supplies left!" Gao Fan was shocked again.
"I was lucky. I found a shopping mall that hadn't been searched much," Jiang Qingwan said casually.
"This isn't luck, it's absolute skill." Gao Fan shook his head.
Jiang Qingwan began to list the details of the supplies: "Five boxes of compressed biscuits, five boxes of instant noodles, five boxes of chocolate, ten cartons of cigarettes, and two boxes of alcohol."
It's all dry goods, filling meals, and the fine cigarettes and alcohol that the upper class craves.
After Jiang Qingwan finished speaking, Gao Fan didn't respond. She asked in confusion, "Is this enough?"
Hearing Jiang Qingwan's voice, Gao Fan reluctantly looked away from the supplies area.
Gao Fan came to his senses: "That's more than enough, absolutely the best accommodation. I'll report to my superiors right now."
A crackling sound rang out.
He Hongyang's voice came through the walkie-talkie on Gao Fan's waist: "Hello, hello, can you hear me? Do you need help? Why haven't you come up yet?"
Gao Fan pressed the call button, his eyebrows dancing with excitement, and said in an excited tone, "No help needed. Two very powerful superhumans have arrived."
"They handed over a lot of supplies, and I'm about to report to the leadership. It's hard on you, so please stay up there a little longer."
After understanding the situation, He Hongyang replied on the walkie-talkie, "It's alright. Then please treat them well."
The channel was disconnected.
Gao Fan pressed a few numbers into the walkie-talkie, and after someone answered, he said, "Hello, General Kang."
A panting male voice abruptly interrupted, its impatience palpable even through the electrical current.
"You'd better be busy."
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