Qingli calmly met the old man's eyes: "Grandpa is still a bit narrow-minded. The First Base has only reached its current position because it was the first to benefit from the success. Who knows, there might already be bases outside that have surpassed the First Base in development? Will Grandpa then use an army of superhumans to suppress them?"
There were plenty of superhumans in other bases back then.
Qing Wentao scoffed, "Impossible. Or are you talking about that Fifth Base?"
Qingli remained noncommittal and did not reply. "I advise Grandpa to think twice before acting, after all, this is an era without a cure."
Some people, when they fight, are willing to perish together with their enemies.
Qing Wentao scoffed: "Stop talking about such things. We're talking about your marriage and leaving descendants for our Qing family."
Qingli's eyes were icy: "I hope Grandpa won't interfere in my love life."
After saying that, he left, ignoring Qing Wentao's words from beginning to end.
The old man understood the meaning behind his words, but he still did not give up. On this matter, he and Qing Wentao had almost the same idea: at least to leave behind the Qing family's descendants.
He didn't pressure him. Qingli is still quite young, and sooner or later he will follow their plan.
Qing Wentao naturally knew that the old man was on his side in this matter, so he was somewhat pleased with himself.
After leaving the house, Qingli went to the base's office building to finish up the follow-up matters, including distributing compensation to the sacrificed superhumans.
After arranging everything, it was almost 11 p.m. when he sent a message to Ye Shang.
A short while later, a voice and video message popped up on the other end.
This function was developed during the year. Qingli and her subordinates tested it many times to ensure that no information would be leaked and there were no problems before it was fully launched into the optical brain.
The practice software in the optical computer also includes a friend circle feature, which is used to record some aspects of life.
It has almost the same functions as the mobile phones before the apocalypse.
Qingli was sitting in his study. After checking his clothes and finding nothing wrong, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his collar, revealing his fair and elegant collarbone.
The video call was connected, and within seconds the computer projected the image from the other side.
Ye Shang was sitting inside the shed, now dressed in a black robe, though the pattern was slightly different.
"Are you feeling better?" she asked.
Qingli's expression softened: "Much better now. Are you still buying the site for the encampment?"
Ye Shang noticed that his face was indeed not as pale as it had been during the day, and replied, "The base plans to go back tomorrow. I don't have anything to do, so I might as well stay with them."
The two chatted for a while longer and wished each other a Happy New Year. Then Ye Shang told her about her plans.
The main reason is that I need to go into seclusion for three months, and then I plan to go to sea. If possible, I also need to visit the neighboring countries in the sea to see the situation there.
After listening, Qingli was already planning his own affairs in his mind, and he would make all the necessary arrangements in advance.
They didn't talk much. After Ye Shang finished talking about his own affairs, he mostly listened to Qing Li talk.
He told her about all the little things that happened to him, and all the bad things that happened to him.
He kept letting slip his conversation with the old man that evening.
Ye Shang raised an eyebrow: "Marriage? Isn't this the apocalypse? Where can we get married?"
Qingli swallowed hard. "The old man said he would have his subordinates prepare a document."
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