The crowds were bustling and supplies were piled up like mountains.

Wooden boxes, iron barrels, and sacks were neatly stacked in the square. Under the sunlight, the air was filled with the scent of sweat and heat.

Gu Man stood in the crowd, his eyes scanning every busy figure, and suddenly he was stunned.

In a corner ahead filled with supplies, a familiar figure was standing between several volunteers, with a clear but unquestionable voice:

"You can't put this box on top of the bag. What if it breaks? Be gentle on that sack. Lift it carefully so it doesn't spill."

Gu Man's heart was shocked.

"Mom?" She could hardly believe her eyes.

Xu Mengyu was wearing a plain shirt and her hair was simply tied up. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes appeared softened in the sunlight.

She didn't notice Gu Man, who was looking down and carefully checking a box of supplies.

Her movements were delicate and smooth, and she occasionally stopped and bent down to help the volunteers move the boxes to a more suitable position.

"Sister Xu, do these need to be repackaged?" asked a young man nearby.

"Well, this box is medicine. Keep it in a separate place and don't mix it with food."

As Xu Mengyu spoke, he turned around and gave instructions, "Also, remember that this batch is to be sent to the edge of the heterotrophic forest. The classification must be clear to avoid any mistakes."

Her voice was not loud, but it was clear and powerful, with a reassuring reliability.

Gu Man stared at all this in a daze, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

She walked over quickly, stood behind Xu Mengyu, and called softly, "Mom..."

Xu Mengyu turned around and saw Gu Man, with a flash of surprise in her eyes: "Manman!"

She put down the list in her hand, walked forward, and gently held Gu Man's hand, with a hint of pride and relief in her tone: "Why are you here? I was thinking of looking for you."

Gu Man looked at his mother with some moisture in his eyes.

"Mom, you..." She paused, her eyes complicated, "You are doing these things now?"

Xu Mengyu smiled softly, raised her hand and patted Gu Man's shoulder: "Man Man, hasn't Mom always told you that as long as you are well, Mom will be well too. You are doing such a big thing now, saving people and saving the future, how can Mom not support you?"

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then continued, "I can't help you fight, nor can I research those technologies, but I can do what I can. The Xu family has a lot of resources, and our Xu family's money should always be spent where it should be spent."

Gu Man was slightly stunned and couldn't help asking, "Mom, what did you say?"

Xu Mengyu held her hand tightly, and said with great determination: "The Xu family has decided to take out half of the profits every year to purchase supplies and send them to places in need in the end times. What you are doing is a huge cause, and we in the Xu family cannot stand idly by."

Gu looked at his mother in surprise.

"The Xu family...half of the profit?" Her voice was trembling, but she was more at ease and proud.

"The number is not the point." Xu Mengyu smiled faintly, but her eyes were sharp. "The point is how many people can be saved and how many people can be helped to survive."

"What you are doing is not only for yourself, but also for everyone. Since you have such courage, how can Mom hold you back?"

She spoke in a nonchalant tone, as if this decision was a common occurrence.

Gu Man's nose felt sore and tears couldn't help but well up in his eyes.

There was a time when her mother was troubled by depression, crying all day long and almost lost hope in life.

And now, here she stands, capable and decisive, even offering such great support for her daughter's career.

"Mom..." she whispered, "Thank you."

Xu Mengyu shook her head gently: "Silly girl, what are you thanking me for? You are my pride, and I have to thank you. It is you who helped me get out of this difficult situation and make me feel that life still has meaning."

"I still have some things to arrange here, Manman, when you're done, let's have a meal and chat."

Gu Man nodded, smiling broadly, "Okay."

On the other side of the square, several experts were having a heated discussion around piles of soil.

"I think this rich mud is the best!"

A middle-aged man stood beside a pile of black mud, his face serious.

"Look, this mud is rich in nutrients, soft and fine. In places like the end of the world, the soil must have been ruined. You can definitely grow something with this."

"Not necessarily."

Another old man wearing glasses shook his head and pointed to another pile of mixed soil and said,

"The mud is too wet. What if the roots rot? I think it's better to use sand. Sand is breathable. We can add some cow and sheep feces and plant ash. Once mixed, it will be fertile and breathable."

"I said, why not send them both over and give it a try?"

Another voice came from behind, a strong man in construction site clothes said loudly,

"We have plenty of soil here anyway. If we try more, we will be able to grow something!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The experts nodded in agreement and quickly wrote down these methods.

Gu Man looked at this scene and felt extremely relieved.

She never thought that the little hope that she and her teammates fought so hard for could inspire the strength and wisdom of so many people.

The support of mothers and the efforts of the people are making the future clearer and more hopeful.

She looked down at her hands, her fingertips clenched slightly.

"We can do this, Lufeng."

She whispered, her eyes firm.

Her hands seemed to still retain the warmth from his touch.