Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies-Chapter 248 - The Truth of Natural Disasters 1

Chapter 248: Chapter 248 The Truth of Natural Disasters 1

Chapter 248: Chapter 248 The Truth of Natural Disasters 1

“The official base actually needs my help??” Jiang Yan was dumbstruck for a second.

Her expression and tone were a mix of four parts astonishment, three parts shock, two parts exaggeration, and one part disbelief.

It seemed like an act, yet also like a genuine outpouring of her heart.

The usually composed Mo Jingsheng furrowed his brow slightly, his handsome face suddenly taking on a few degrees of gravity.

However, Jiang Yan didn’t give him the chance to agree; she went straight into a self-deprecating remark:

“Leader Mo, I don’t have any particular talents, I was just pretty good at live streaming before the apocalypse, it’s not like I could…”

Her previous exaggerated expression and her current words were both feigned simplicity and a probe, and even bore the suspicion of self-deception in front of Mo Jingsheng.

After all, the latter was close to exposing every detail about her, right down to how many meals she ate and how many times she went to the bathroom each day.

It would be an easy matter for him, given his current strength, to resort to a lie detector test or even to extort a confession through severe interrogation.

But he didn’t. Instead, he showed a great deal of patience and respect.

This gave her the courage to act thus, and it was necessary for her to do so.

Because her understanding of Mo Jingsheng, to be honest, wasn’t that extensive, let alone trust.

He might have a fine and upright appearance, and even possess the aura of a prominent hero, but what did that prove?

Based on what she had seen in Anming, with those three large ships filled with warriors, and the current fortress-like 101st floor of the underground base, as well as the battle-ready warriors she encountered, it only unilaterally indicated that he was indeed powerful and had military backing.

Regarding anything else, she was completely in the dark.

So he represents the official side just because he says so?

And she remembered, when the natural disaster had just begun, that Sun Jingtao and the others didn’t want to go to the newly-established official base, partly because the various forces above were outwardly harmonious but inwardly in turmoil, seizing the opportunity of the disaster to vie for power, benefits, and territory.

Was the current situation not the same?

Various forces carving up territories amidst the chaos, then seizing the chance to rise — she had seen such scenarios in movies and dramas, not just once.

If those who rose to power were wise and virtuous, then the survivors could naturally find a place of peace.

But if those who gained power were like Xue Miaomiao, wouldn’t it mean plunging back into dire straits?

Of course, Jiang Yan didn’t want to get involved in these matters; her primary concern was how to avoid putting herself in danger.

However, she obviously underestimated his patience and sincerity.

After hearing her second sentence, Mo Jingsheng showed no signs of displeasure on his face; instead, a smile played upon his lips:

“Miss Jiang, optimism and humor are good qualities, and I admire that, but—”

He suddenly paused mid-sentence, leaned back a little, and pressed a button on the side of his chair.

The door at the entrance previously opened with a “clang”.

His gaze stayed fixated on Jiang Yan while he said, “Li Haoyang, bring in two cups of tea.”

“Yes, Leader!”

It seemed the entrance served the purpose of soundproofing.

Jiang Yan avoided his gaze and surreptitiously glanced at her watch; it was just past 1:10 AM.

Tea at this hour…

Was he planning to chat with her all night?

It appeared that their previous conversation and the file he had shown her were merely a preamble.

Tsk, this guy.

If he weren’t a bit younger than Song Qian, she’d suspect that he had inherited this from Song Qian as a master to apprentice.

Her micro-expression caught his eye.

He just slightly curved the corners of his lips.

The tea was quickly delivered, and the soundproof door of the entrance was closed again.

The temperature in the room was too low, and dense, white mist curled up from the cups.

“This Icelandic tea from ten years ago tastes nearly as mature as fermented tea now; it’s cold outside, perfect for warming the stomach. Miss Jiang, you should try it,” he said and took a sip himself.

Jiang Yan smiled graciously and said thank you.

She suddenly found herself unable to read him.

Was he preparing to change tactics?

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Based on their previous conversation, shouldn’t he say something now?

Like how she hoarded so many supplies and munitions, and now the official resources were in shortage, needing her contributions or something like that?

Or had he guessed her space secret?

No matter which it was, given his previous direct manner, he’d normally have just said it outright.

But clearly, he had no such intention.

He only mentioned, he needed her help.

But did not specify what help.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath.

Since that was the case, she might as well continue playing the fool.

But to be honest, after sitting here for so long, she was indeed thirsty.

Hesitating whether to drink or not, Hua Bao had already extended a small Vine into the water, “Mommy, it’s not poisoned, you can drink it with ease.”

Jiang Yan: It seems I underestimated Hua Bao’s abilities…

She picked up the teacup and took a sip.

It was genuine Icelandic raw tea, aged for years—the amber tea broth radiant and rich, refreshing and sweet to the taste.

Unfortunately, the water likely came from snow outside the base, transformed.

Though filtered, it still had a subtly bitter taste.

Good water befits good tea.

It was somewhat a waste of the precious tea, once worth a fortune before the apocalypse.

The room suddenly fell into silence.

Mo Jingsheng didn’t speak, and Jiang Yan continued sipping her tea.

Small mouthfuls, slowly blowing on the steam and cautiously tasting.

After a while, the man opposite her put down his teacup and stood up.

Jiang Yan knew it was time.

“Miss Jiang, have you ever heard of weather warfare?”

This topic caught Jiang Yan off guard. She hesitated for a second before responding candidly:

“No.”

“What about the Mars colonization project?”

“I’ve learned a bit about it from the internet before,” Jiang Yan replied, before adding with curiosity, “Are these two things related?”

“Yes,” he mused for a second before continuing, “You might not expect it, but the natural disasters we’re experiencing now are actually being manipulated by humans behind the scenes.”

Jiang Yan was astounded for a second, the teacup in her hand almost toppled over.

This was far beyond her comprehension and imagination, and she couldn’t maintain her composure:

“Human manipulation, how is that possible?! These are worldwide natural disasters. Those high temperatures, torrential rains, earthquakes, and the current blizzards, each one is a cataclysmic event.

Moreover, when the high temperatures first hit, the whole world was reporting on it. There were also those Blood Mosquitoes that had mutated first, reportedly because of the high temperatures affecting the North Pole, melting glaciers, and releasing ancient viruses buried in the depths.

If it were a human-initiated weather war, those nations with nuclear weapons, facing such a massive global disaster, would have flipped the table by now!”

Mo Jingsheng didn’t expect her to speak so forthrightly, and inwardly he clicked his tongue. But he only responded calmly, “It’s not that simple.”

“So many things are like the butterfly effect, starting with Japan’s initial discharge of nuclear-contaminated water into the sea, it was already doomed…”

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Special note: The content of this chapter and the next one is purely fictional! Please do not associate it with reality or delve too deeply!!!