The elevator arrived at the 6th floor. The decor here was different from the floors below. The walls were painted white and covered with photos of various mutated beasts, with detailed descriptions of their attributes and weaknesses. Some of the photos were just pictures without any attribute information.
"This is the office for advanced superhumans, and the conference room is in front."
When Jiang Zhi arrived, the room was already full of people. At a glance, there were about a hundred people, all of whom were level nine or above superhumans.
Guan Yunfei was also inside; he greeted Jiang Zhi with a smile.
Jiang Zhi just learned from Han Xing that there are 24 level 11 ability users including herself, only 1 level 12, 30 level 10, and the rest are all level 9.
Not everyone came today; some people went out to do missions.
There aren't many truly skilled individuals here; this is already the elite of the elite.
They were chattering away just a moment ago, but they immediately fell silent when they saw someone come in.
The Korean star took the stage and said, "This is Ms. Jiang Zhi, who has recently joined the base. She is currently a level 11 ice-type ability user and a 5-square-meter space ability user. Please welcome her."
Some people in the audience applauded, while the rest remained in a wait-and-see mode.
Jiang Zhi smiled politely.
She was so beautiful, and since most of the superhumans below were male, their gazes immediately became intense.
Jiang Zhi glanced over and found that there were very few women among the advanced superhumans; she roughly counted only about ten.
That's a terrible number.
The woman also had a burning gaze; it was the look of someone who admired strength.
Han Xing did not intend to let Jiang Zhi speak, but instead arranged a seat for her.
She turned on the computer and began to talk about a newly discovered mutant beast. Everyone's attention shifted from Jiang Zhi to the screen.
This is the real danger. After all, only by saving one's life can one enjoy so-called love. The ten years of the apocalypse have already taught people a lesson.
Jiang Zhi listened attentively as Han Xing introduced the mutated beasts. Coincidentally, she had killed several of them on the plateau back then.
Thanks to her habit of keeping records, the camera also captured the appearance of these mutated beasts, and her notebook analyzed their attributes and weaknesses.
This is a mutated argali sheep. These sheep are extremely strong and attack quickly and fiercely, often catching people off guard.
Jiang Zhi still has the carcass of this sheep in her space; it is Wanfu's food.
Wanfu poked its cat head out from Jiang Zhi's arms. Han Xing noticed it immediately and asked, "Ms. Jiang Zhi, have you ever seen this kind of mutated argali sheep?"
Jiang Zhi said, "It's fast, strong, and has a fierce attack. As long as it's faster, that's fine."
"Easy for you to say, it's all just empty talk," someone said dismissively.
Jiang Zhi wasn't angry. She calmly said, "I killed one before. Its crystals were green."
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped.
Han Xing turned to the next page of the PPT and said, "This is information brought by the original Shuofang base. The weakness of this kind of argali sheep is its abdomen, but it is almost impossible to catch its weakness. The crystals are indeed green."
Shuofang Base?
Did they come too?
Over the years, Jiang Zhi only remembered a few people and didn't know whether Zhou Heng and Zhang Zhaohe were dead or alive.
After the meeting, Han Xing took Jiang Zhi away, leaving those who wanted to get to know Jiang Zhi disappointed.
Zhou Renchang was the number one leader of this generation, appointed in a time of crisis. The burden on his shoulders was not heavy, and he was only in his fifties, yet his hair was already completely white.
"Sir, Jiang Zhi has arrived."
Zhou Renchang waved his hand, signaling Han Xing and the others to leave.
Jiang Zhi had never received such treatment in her previous life. In this life, she actually met him, the man who devoted himself to the survival of the survivors.
"You... all these years, I thought you were dead." Zhou Renchang spoke in the tone of an old acquaintance.
"Do you know me?" Jiang Zhi asked in confusion.
Zhou Renchang slowly shook his head. His face was expressionless, but his eyes betrayed him.
"That was many years ago. Before my old friend died, he held my hand and said to me that he had high hopes for you and thought you would be a variable, but unfortunately your ambitions were not in the right place, and he did not want to restrict you."
Jiang Zhi already knew who Zhou Renchang was talking about.
"He's dead?"
“He didn’t survive the extreme cold eight years ago. When I saw him, he was practically a skeleton.” Zhou Renchang spoke calmly, as if recounting an ordinary event.
Jiang Zhi's eyes were slightly moist.
Zhang Zhaohe, this old man, has the same feeling as her father. She was trapped by hatred back then, how could she be willing to be trapped in a base in the chaotic world and expose herself too early?
"Child, where have you been for the past eight years?"
"I didn't go anywhere, I was just farming on the plateau." Jiang Zhi then took out the cold-resistant seeds she had cultivated.
Hearing the commotion outside, Han Xing immediately rushed in with her people. She was really worried that a stranger who had only been in the base for a day was safe for Mr. Zhou.
Jiang Zhi ignored Han Xing's actions, pulled up a chair and sat down, saying, "Wheat and rice seeds can withstand temperatures as low as minus forty degrees Celsius. I spent eight years cultivating them, so I guess I've done right by him."
Zhou Renchang's eyes widened, his expression excited: "Is this true?"
"Yes!" Jiang Zhi replied confidently.
He looked up at Han Xing and said, "Have Jiang Longwen, the head of the logistics and planting department, come over. Remember to bring his research team with you."
"If it's really as you say, then you are the savior of the Fuxi Base, no, you will be the savior of all mankind!" Zhou Renchang's eyes glistened with tears. He quickly calmed down, took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill, and put it under his tongue.
"Eight years. The high plateau is even more brutal than the low-altitude areas, and the oxygen content is also low. It's hard to imagine how you persevered. Zhang Zhaohe was right about you," Zhou Renchang exclaimed.
Jiang Zhi didn't say anything more, and the two waited quietly for the research team to arrive.
What's the point of talking about? It all boils down to the suffering of humans surviving in extreme environments, so it's better to say nothing at all.
The beautiful memories are fading away little by little. If this rice and wheat can be grown, it will be a great food revolution.
Zhou Renchang had already decided what position to give Jiang Zhi. He had a feeling that Jiang Zhi would become a pillar of stability for the Fuxi Base!
Soon, Jiang Longwen arrived with his research team. Without further ado, with an excited heart and trembling hands, he opened the cloth bag, which contained plump, long-awaited fresh millet.
He had studied agriculture for many years and could tell whether something was fresh or not just by smelling it; moreover, this grain had a crisp, icy scent.
Jiang Zhi handed a notebook to Jiang Longwen, which contained detailed records of the growth process of two cold-resistant crops and their specific environmental requirements.
Jiang Longwen glanced gratefully at Jiang Zhi and then had someone carefully take the seeds away.
He himself did not leave and wanted Jiang Zhi to conduct a detailed interview.
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