The new town area is very beautiful and luxurious, so prices are slightly higher. In the old town area, prices are more affordable.
Most people don't shop in the old town for the sake of appearances; they prefer to shop there. Many people living in the new town do this, but residents of the old town often prefer to go to the new town.
So it's quite interesting that people from the two districts have developed mutual admiration for each other; some say this place is better, others say that place is better.
Wei Lun and Qin Mutong walked down the street, followed by several fully armed guards. Because of their status, most people stood respectfully by the roadside.
Upon seeing the two, some people would make way from a distance, while others would stand aside and salute. Of course, some children weren't afraid of them and would even approach them asking for toys or something.
Wei Lun's jade pendant space was filled with everything imaginable; although there weren't many toys, there were plenty of snacks.
So these children are lucky, because with Qin Mutong around, Wei Lun would always take snacks out of his pocket for her.
Then, amidst cheers and applause, Qin Mutong began distributing snacks to the children. These children had survived; they were the hope of this apocalypse. Perhaps, after many more years, humanity's utopia could truly be built.
Now most parts of the country have received the seeds, and with vigorous production underway, humanity will surely prosper in the future; however, this will take time.
The children cheered, hugging their snacks and laughing happily. Wei Lun patted each of them on the head, looking very friendly.
This action moved many people in the Weishi Group. With such a leader, how could the Weishi Group not be powerful?
"Thank you, Uncle! Thank you, Auntie!"
"Thank you, Uncle! Thank you, Auntie!"
...
After the children left happily, a smile appeared on Qin Mutong's face.
“Honey, look, now that living conditions have improved, there are more children.”
"Many of them came to our gathering place with their families. We can't treat them unfairly."
Qin Mutong spoke very happily, because giving these children food made her feel just as happy as they did.
"Yes, it is human nature to seek advantage and avoid harm. The fact that people are joining our community means that we are doing a good job."
"It's all thanks to Fu Xixi's management style. It seems we should thank them."
Wei Lun smiled and said, "Speaking of my management team, every single one of them is highly decorated and has made tremendous contributions."
This is why Wei Lun often dine together – to keep everyone united and ensure no one feels like they're fighting alone.
The two wandered around the streets for a while, and an hour passed quickly.
It was almost lunchtime, so the two returned to headquarters.
And so, a week passed.
Pilot training has reached its final assessment stage, with over 200 people undergoing final combat training.
Everyone has to board the plane and pilot the fighter jet, accompanied by a seasoned veteran.
The thought of going to space makes everyone nervous. Although the training these past few days has been very rigorous, there are always some people who are worried.
How could there be no accidents in 200 flights?
To prevent a plane crash from affecting the Guardians, God was trained at a military base.
The aircraft took off from the military base and conducted patrols and missile tests in the surrounding area.
To prevent disasters, a special instructor setting was activated on the aircraft, allowing accompanying personnel to take over the operation of the plane at any time.
The assessment has begun.
The entire day consisted of assessing 200 takeoffs, landings, and combat maneuvers.
...
night,
In the headquarters compound,
Wei Lun and Qin Mutong were teasing each other, and the courtyard was filled with a strong sense of affection.
Zeng Guangtian, as expected, still hadn't chosen the right time and sent another communication request.
"Old Zeng, how come you have such a knack for picking the right time? Tell me honestly, was it on purpose?"
Wei Lun laughed and cursed, his tone sarcastic, clearly showing a mixture of pleasure and anger.
"Boss, no, I want to report on the training results of this flight squadron."
Zeng Guangtian's tone was agitated; although he had been reprimanded by his boss, business was of utmost importance.
"Tell me quickly, what was the result?"
Wei Lun stood up excitedly. After waiting for so many days, had his beloved flight squadron finally completed its assessment?
Qin Mutong watched as Wei Lun stood up and then listened intently to the report coming through her earpiece.
"Boss, 200 people..."
"All 200 people passed! Not a single accident!"
Zeng Guangtian's voice trembled as he spoke, his heart pounding with excitement. He knew that in such a rigorous assessment, no one had made a mistake.
This is nothing short of a miracle; even with all the training equipment available before the disaster, things wouldn't have gone this smoothly!
"real?"
Wei Lun asked incredulously, "All 200 people passed the test?"
Even after hanging up the communication, Wei Lun was still in shock. He knew very well how difficult it was to train pilots. Even if someone was exceptionally talented, they would need at least a month to adapt to a new aircraft.
It's only been a week, and everyone has already passed. What does that mean?
How strong is humanity's will to survive in the apocalypse?
"Mu Tong, you were right!"
"All approved!"
Looking at Qin Mutong's gentle face, Wei Lun felt a surge of excitement.
"Yes, I guessed it. The light in their eyes back then already showed that they all longed to become pilots."
"Human potential is limitless."
Qin Mutong laughed heartily, feeling extremely proud.
...
The next day, all the pilots flew their planes to the Guardian Group.
On this day, countless fighter jets flew overhead. At first, the people thought the Guardian Group had been attacked, but they quickly realized what was happening.
They were even more excited when they learned that these fighter jets belonged to the Guardian Group.
A makeshift airport was set up outside the city, and it was placed under the guard of Lei Long.
On this day, 200 flight crew members arrived at the Guardian Group with beaming faces, ready to be inspected by their boss.
Still outside the headquarters compound, still the same 200 people.
"Everyone, you've worked hard. I want to say, you've all done a great job."
Wei Lun said with a smile, holding some flight data about these pilots in his hand.
When he saw a genius who got perfect scores, he immediately asked him questions.
"Zeng Guangtian, come here. What's the story with this Ren Yun?"
Wei Lun asked curiously, "Most people get close to perfect scores, but he's the only one who gets a perfect score."
"Boss, this Ren Yun used to be a pilot, and his skills are exceptional."
"During his assessment, he was able to pilot a fighter jet and rotate 360 degrees in the air!"
As Zeng Guangtian spoke, he was deeply impressed. This kind of skill would definitely make him the best pilot in the current pilot squadron!
"Ren Yun, step forward!"
Wei Lun shouted loudly, wanting to see what kind of person Ren Yun really was.
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