Ye Wengui was in a good mood these past two days, feeling confident looking at the grain he had brought back from outside the base. After sorting and counting it, he went to find Wen Chaohui.
Looking at the quantities on the list, Wen Mengguan's old face beamed with joy. After instructing Ye Wengui to keep it safe, he summoned Su Sibin and Ming Jiakang.
"I think you know why I'm here. Tell me, what are you all thinking?"
"What else can we think? We'll just have to keep it a secret," Ming Jiakang said without hesitation.
Wen Chao looked at Su Sibin and saw that he kept his mouth tightly shut and didn't say anything.
Wen Chaohui sighed: "I know that no one wants to report this. But we are not ordinary citizens, we are the base commanders. Have you ever thought about what would happen if the matter came to light one day, and whether the capital would hold us accountable?"
“This is our extra income, what does it have to do with them? Why are they keeping such a fuss?” Ming Jiakang said, somewhat agitated.
Wen Chaohui raised his hand to press down on him, to help him relax.
"I was just saying. But even if they don't say anything, they'll probably feel uncomfortable. Old Ming, it's not just Haishi that's suffering from the disaster; there are many bases outside that can't hold on. In a way, we're doing relatively well here."
"I know, but I'm not reconciled."
Wen Chao smiled and pointed to the list on the table: "Didn't you ever think about where all this grain came from?"
"I've thought about it, but it's no use. Heaven knows where they came from. We investigated the site and found no trace of human intervention."
“I think it might be a team that farmed in the mountains and saw that the base was struggling to survive, so they stepped in to help.”
Wen Chaohui nodded: "What you all say makes sense, but I think this is a gift from heaven, and maybe there will be more in a while."
Wen Chaohui smiled cunningly, as if he had everything under control.
Su Sibin and Ming Jiakang sensed something was wrong upon hearing this and grabbed Wen Chaohui's arm, asking, "Old Wen, do you know something?"
Wen Chaohui chuckled and lowered his voice, saying, "I think we have space ability users here too."
"What! Old Wen, you must be joking!"
"At first I didn't believe it either, but thinking about it carefully, in the current environment, who else but a space ability user could produce so much food? I estimate that they will send more food over there in a while."
"What if it doesn't work?" Su Sibin asked.
“Then let’s keep it a secret.” Wen Chaohui said with a smile, “I want to help other places, but I won’t abandon my own people.”
Su Sibin and Ming Jiakang exchanged a glance and nodded: "If that's really the case, reporting it is fine. But Lao Wen, haven't you checked who the space ability user is?"
Wen Chaohui raised an eyebrow, shook his head and said, "If they don't want to be exposed, what's the use of digging it out? What if the capital finds out and takes them away? Will you benefit from that? You can think that to yourself, but don't say it out loud."
The two thought about it and agreed. However, they added, "If we report it, won't the capital city know?"
"Sigh, can we say we don't know where it came from? Even if they investigate, we can say we can't find it. Do you think the people in the capital could take our supplies away?"
The two nodded: "Alright, you can decide."
After Su Sibin and Ming Jiakang left, Wen Chaohui clasped his hands together and prayed to heaven.
"That mysterious person, you must send more food, so I can report it without feeling guilty."
His guess came from Jiang Shulian. Jiang had just said it casually that day, but he took it seriously and even had high hopes for it.
However, even without the superhumans, they had still made a fortune. Therefore, the matter was suppressed, and he had a reason to convince himself.
Time passed slowly, and two months later it was over in the blink of an eye. The weather turned cold again, below zero, with temperatures of thirty or forty degrees Celsius, making it very difficult to bear.
There was a huge pile of cotton in the space. Because it was light and would blow away in the wind, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan took out all the woven bags to store the cotton.
Fearing fingerprints on the woven bags, the two of them washed them and hung them to dry in the shade in the planting area. They stuffed cotton into the bags with their gloved hands, without touching them themselves the entire time.
After loading the supplies, they were left in the planting area for half a month. Only after learning from Qi Xili that no one was guarding Yunling Mountain did they take advantage of the dark night to fully arm themselves and sneak off to deliver the supplies.
The passage was created when he and Qi Xili were searching for a cave last time. He had found a secluded spot to relieve himself under the cover of darkness, which conveniently made this operation easier.
Bi Qiaoan used the zoom function in the space to help him check if anyone was watching him nearby. After confirming it was safe, Shen Yanming walked to the cave entrance and reached out to release the cotton from the space.
After placing them, they didn't waste any time and immediately went to the next cave. They worked until dawn before filling all the caves.
There wasn't enough cotton in the space, so they filled it with grain. But no matter what they filled it with, it would be useful to the base.
As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds, Shen Yanming left the cave and found a secluded spot to enter his spatial dimension. He ate breakfast with his wife, son, and daughter before emerging.
After taking An'an and Nuan'nuan to school, I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep. I didn't wake up until late afternoon.
The base discovered something there about ten days later. They sent people to retrieve it and found that it was cotton.
Everyone was immediately excited. They had been wearing inadequate cotton-padded clothes for so long and were freezing. Now, they could change. New cotton would surely be warmer than old cotton.
Wen Chaohui breathed a sigh of relief upon learning this and immediately waved his hand, distributing the cotton according to the number of people. However, no matter how much cotton there was, it wasn't enough to go around, and many guards voluntarily gave it up, leaving it for the base residents who needed it more.
Su Sibin and Ming Jiakang were now completely convinced that there was a superhuman in the base; that person truly understood their needs and provided them with what they required.
Wen Chaohui didn't waste any words and reported the discovery of a large quantity of supplies to the capital. However, cutting the quantity in half was a clever tactic.
When Li Zongmengguan heard this, he was quite surprised and immediately thought of Shen Yanming. However, according to Wen Chaohui's account, Shen Yanming had no "time to commit the crime" at all, so he decided to give up and not investigate further.
"In that case, how about we halve the supplies allocated by the capital?" These kinds of things need to be discussed; being too forceful might hurt the other party's feelings.
With a large sum of supplies coming in, Wen Chaohui didn't care about such a small amount and simply nodded in agreement. Chief Li was very satisfied, thinking that now they could provide aid to more places. They could hold off on aiding Haishi for now.
Before they knew it, it was Chinese New Year again. Because food was plentiful in Haishi, everyone enjoyed a decent New Year's Eve dinner. Watching Li Sikai's virtual space on TV, everyone's mouths watered. Due to food shortages, the virtual space master had become the envy of everyone.
However, Li Sikai's space still hasn't been upgraded, and it's unclear whether it's because he doesn't have enough faith points or the timing isn't right.
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