Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies Chapter 253 - 253 251 The Glittering Golden Dream

Chapter 253: Chapter 251: The Glittering Golden Dream Chapter 253: Chapter 251: The Glittering Golden Dream “Song Qian!”

Perhaps it was because of staying up late and talking too much with Jiang Yan, but at this mont Mo Jingsheng’s voice sounded a bit hoarse.

“Present!”

Song Qian pushed open the door, strode in with a military step, full of energy, and gave a slight nod to the two. He then looked towards Mo Jingsheng and said,

“Leader, you have stayed here beyond the planned ti. Are we still returning to East Mountain now?”

“Let’s not go back for now. Escort Miss Jiang to our guest room to rest, and make sure soone is in charge at night, keeping guard. Should Miss Jiang have any needs in the anti, do whatever we can to satisfy them.”

Song Qian stood at attention and saluted: “Yes!”

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, “Guest room?”

She rembered that Song Qian had previously arranged for Kong Wu and others to et up with Su Dai and Ye Qing, “Ye Qing and Su Dai?”

With Mo Jingsheng present, Song Qian’s words were also sowhat more polite and distant: “It’s quite late. They have been asked to rest in the guest rooms in advance. Miss Jiang, you can rest assured.”

“It was my arrangent. Although I made sure our private eting was kept confidential, there is still a chance that Xue Miaomiao would notice and pay attention to your visit.

The relationship between you, Su Dai, and others, can easily be investigated, so bringing them down was also for your safety.

In addition, the work that you and Su Dai have been doing at the base will be reallocated to others tomorrow morning,” said Mo Jingsheng, seeing a hint of wariness on Jiang Yan’s face.

Jiang Yan couldn’t say much more as the other party had thought things through so thoroughly. She was about to rise to leave but then heard Mo Jingsheng add,

“If Miss Jiang has made up her mind by tomorrow, you can co and tell directly.”

Jiang Yan, sensing there was more to his words, said, “And then?”

“No matter how well you and I get along, it’s all empty talk without proof. If I, Mo Jingsheng, am alive, I can certainly keep my promise and do everything in my power to ensure everything for Miss Jiang. But if one day I et with so accident in this apocalypse, I wouldn’t want Miss Jiang to be affected.

Therefore, I will personally draft an agreent, in black and white, forming terms, and have the highest authority sign and seal it. This way, no matter what happens in the future, it will serve as an additional protection for Miss Jiang.

As for the resources you are helping to collect for the governnt, we will create a highly confidential catalog, detailing categories, quantities, storage locations, and so on, which will be provided to you.

Additionally, signing and sealing will take so ti, but in the anti, Miss Jiang may proceed to East Mountain to retrieve part of the gold and weapons I promised you.

You may not be aware, but before the apocalypse, East Mountain was the largest gold mine resource in the country. Although we have experienced catastrophes, we still have a basic reserve, which is also why I proposed those conditions with confidence.”

Jiang Yan was certainly aware of East Mountain’s gold reserves, and going to East Mountain was also for this purpose.

It seed she had accidentally stumbled upon what she sought.

Still, she feigned surprise, “Signing an agreent?”

Such a thing was ant to bind both parties.

Many tis, it’s not the honest folks you have to watch out for, but the scoundrels.

Mo Jingsheng seed to read her mind:

“This agreent is a custom arrangent, aid at ensuring Miss Jiang’s rights and personal safety. I should also clarify one thing in advance: if you agree to cooperate, your relationship with the authorities will be one of collaboration, not conscription. From beginning to end, you remain independent and free.”

With that said, the sincerity was clear.

Jiang Yan had nothing more to say and politely bid her farewell, following Song Qian out the door.

The other warrior who had been standing at the door then entered the room with a cup of strong tea.

With the room’s door closed behind her, Song Qian finally said softly, “Jiang Yan, I’m sorry.”

Jiang Yan pretended not to understand, turning her head to glance at him, “Why?”

“The Leader arranged for Kong Wu and to stay by your side, indeed with intentions of protection and so surveillance, but we have no bad intentions, and neither does Leader Mo.”

“Otherwise, he wouldn’t have personally given the order to command the operation that blew up the sky hotel,” Song Qian added in a whisper.

Jiang Yan just responded with a light “Oh,” without expressing any opinion on his words.

They occasionally encountered patrolling warriors on the way, so they refrained from talking further.

They continued in silence, winding through the maze-like area, and finally stopped in front of a room situated near the middle of the passage.

The walls and door were painted white, and under the bright lighting, it felt like daylight.

Song Qian took out a key, unlocked the door, and handed the key to Jiang Yan,

“Rest for now. After breakfast, I’ll bring Ye Qing and others to et you.”

Song Qian paused, his lips pressed together for a second before he finally spoke,

“Jiang Yan, Leader Mo has never talked privately with anyone for such an extended period. Although I don’t know the exact content of your conversation with him, please consider it carefully and make the best decision you believe in your heart.”

“Get so rest early. Goodnight.”

“Alright. Goodnight.” Jiang Yan turned on the light, closed the door, secured the chain, and entered the room.

The room was about seven or eight square ters.

There was a single army cot against the wall, with a table and a chair beside it. On the table, there was a thermos, a few paper cups, a box of tissues, and two pieces of candy.

A plastic wardrobe stood in the corner.

Further inside, there was a very narrow bathroom with a door.

Equipped with a shower and so disposable toiletries.

The bed linen, duvet cover, and towels were white and new, very clean.

On the wall opposite the bed, there was a photograph of a seascape with an open window, which made the oppressive atmosphere of the Underground City much lighter.

The oxygen supply here was also much better than the rented rooms above.

Jiang Yan, as usual, took out a bug detector and swept the room. Hua Bao crawled out, scurrying around like a gecko, not even sparing the vents, but found nothing.

Still, she no longer planned to enter her Space.

The reindeer she had recently taken into her Space had enough dead wood and fungus to eat for several days.

If truly hungry, it could also eat grass.

As for the chickens, ducks, geese, stream water, small fish, and shrimp, as well as small plants, there was no need for concern, either.

The number of fish was also increasing steadily.

Jiang Yan suddenly realized that her Space was already beginning to develop a basic food chain.

This was a good thing indeed.

In the future, she planned to make the species in her Space even more diverse.

Considering this, she beca interested in the catalog that Mo Jingsheng had ntioned.

She wondered if among the resources she would help collect for the governnt, there might be rare species of animals and plants.

With that thought, the so-called catalog should be a modern version of a treasure map…

The more Jiang Yan thought about it, the more excited she beca. She took a deep breath and checked the ti:

Tsk—

3:30 AM.

It really was getting late.

After a simple wash, a yawning Jiang Yan finally got into bed.

She hadn’t even had ti to reflect on her conversation with Mo Jingsheng that night, and she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Hua Bao always lay by her side, keeping watch throughout the night.

Outside the door stood an ard warrior, and another at the corner.

These were additions after she checked in.

All these were reported to her by Hua Bao after its inspection.

Jiang Yan wasn’t too concerned, falling into a deep sleep within minutes.

She seed to have a dream.

She dread that she was being lifted to space by myriad glimring golden vines.

With a light flick of her finger.

“Boom!”

The control hub of the Catastrophe Simulation Laboratory located on the space station exploded.