Rebirth and stocking up in the apocalypse, I have tens of thousands of supplies for the world

The water in Hua Ningyao's mouth suddenly sprayed out. Oh my god, technology has developed so fast now?

How come she doesn't know anything at all! At this time, Xie Jianguo continued.

"My father told me that when he was about to die, he witnessed a huge and majestic humanoid mecha that was able to fly freely in space."

Hua Ningyao turned to look at Mr. Xie. Just because he saw the mecha, he was betraying his son. She didn't say that thing could travel in space.

This means the dad is responsible for writing and the son is responsible for implementing?

"Ahem... well, he was actually involved in the research and development of the latest spacecraft."

Mr. Xie seemed a little lacking in confidence when he spoke, and there was a hint of unnaturalness in his eyes. In fact, as early as when his eldest son was young, he had been constantly instilling concepts and knowledge about mechas into the child.

The concept of mecha he proposed was much earlier than the so-called Da Piaoliang! This made his son full of strong interest and yearning for the research and development of mechanical armor since he was a child.

He even vowed that this magical equipment could not only soar into the sky, but also travel across the vast universe!

Fortunately, although his son had such a grand dream, he did not become too ambitious or stubborn, and was obsessed with the development of mecha.

"Oh."

Hearing this, Hua Ningyao simply responded indifferently, indicating that she already knew about this matter. Then, Mr. Xie continued.

"He also has some knowledge of super soldier skeletons."

However, facing this news, Hua Ningyao remained very calm and just nodded slightly. Then, Mr. Xie spoke again.

"He was even involved in the development of the latest fighter jets!"

This time, Hua Ningyao still did not react too much. She still looked calm and nodded slightly. She was no longer as shocked as before.

At this moment, she has clearly realized that the person in front of her is by no means an ordinary person. He has fruitful research results and is definitely not someone who can only talk big.

Looking back, Hua Ningyao had specially given Mr. Xie a small and exquisite space device. It was a high-end gadget that was directly implanted into the body and could be said to be quite precious.

Although she knew that such a gift might have limited effect in solving practical problems, it could at least save a small number of people from suffering from hunger.

After all, this was all she could give. Moreover, that small space device also contained some key information related to the nuclear bomb.

Of course, the number is not large, just a little bit of the most core ones.

. . . . .

That was indeed the only thing she could do at the moment. She couldn't take out anything else, and only the small and exquisite space device could be taken out by her.

All the information was completely dependent on her memory to write down the records. Due to the limited time at the time, she could not write much.

And after many attempts, she found that she could only write one page at most no matter how hard she tried, and this page had to be single-sided, and it was impossible to continue writing on the back.

Therefore, she could only rely on her deep memory of that period of history to successfully write down in detail the most difficult key points.

You know, if those people are unwilling to put in enough effort, it will be useless even if they have this crucial key point. After all, with their current abilities, they can't reach that place at all.

Therefore, all of this is actually the result of the interaction between God's will and humanity's own unremitting efforts.

As for whether that key point was really useful, she had no idea, but she just wanted to do something within her ability.

At the beginning, she did not have so many complicated thoughts. It was Mr. Xie and others who inspired and touched her, and the situation changed.

Afterwards, she asked Chao Gui for confirmation and found out that it was because she had the special ability to restore all her memories that she became the only one among billions of challengers to get a perfect score.

All we can say is that they are in a process of mutual redemption. Diwu Huan admitted that she was a selfish person and she had no intention of telling the higher-ups about this matter.

Because she was worried about her own safety, she didn't care about the life or death of others, but the dedication of Mr. Xie and others touched her. It is one thing to know about history from books, and it is another to witness it with your own eyes.

After all, she was reluctant to abandon this land for which so many people had fought and sacrificed.

. . . . . .

This perfect score was like a magic key that opened the door to the entire world, as if bringing endless resources under her control.

However, she knew that these precious materials could not be shown to others easily and must be used and distributed with caution.

This doomsday catastrophe was by no means accidental. Having gone through difficult missions in countless worlds, she had already come up with some bold speculations in her mind.

Although these ideas have not yet been conclusively verified, the answer can only be revealed when the doomsday actually comes.

She clearly understood that saving all of humanity was not her mission. She respected those who were brave enough to sacrifice their lives to protect others, but she also frankly admitted that she could not make such selfless contributions.

After all, everyone needs to rely on their own strength to deal with difficulties. When the time is right, she will naturally give everyone the opportunity to obtain supplies, but she will never give alms without cost.

At this moment, a few people were chatting casually. After lunch, Hua Ningyao followed Mr. Xie into the study.

Mr. Xie noticed that she seemed to be worried, so he asked with concern.

"Xiaoyao, you look a little uneasy. Is there something bothering you?"

Hearing this, Hua Ningyao nodded slightly to express her affirmation, and then asked a question.

"Mr. Xie, I really want to know if you can trust me without reservation. At the same time, can I trust you wholeheartedly?"

Faced with such a straightforward question, Mr. Xie was stunned at first, then responded without hesitation.

"Of course! Just speak up."

Hua Ningyao immediately understood Mr. Xie's attitude and position.

. . . . . .

“The world we live in will face the end of the world in half a year! As for how long it can last and what kind of hardships it will experience during this period, I really don’t know for sure.

However, the only thing that is certain is that there will be a hailstorm of unprecedented magnitude, powerful enough to completely destroy most of the buildings today."

"Ah? Is it just our country that is like this, or will the whole world be plunged into this catastrophe?"

“It’s a global disaster.”