Natural disaster apocalypse: I won with QQ Farm

Huang Shijie readjusted his mood and edited the message again: "Ms. Jiang, you misunderstood! I didn't invite you to be a bodyguard. Talents like you are certainly different from others. If you are willing to join us, I can give you my position as team leader after our base is built."

Jiang Xingxu looked at the change from "you" to "your" in the message and laughed so hard that he almost couldn't straighten his waist.

Jiang's mother came up to serve some fruit and saw Jiang Xingxu's expression. "What's the matter? You're smiling like that and your image is totally gone."

Jiang Xingxu handed over the phone and said, "This Huang Shijie, I thought he was very capable, but it turns out he is just this good."

Mother Jiang put the fruit plate on the small table and flipped through the records on her phone. After reading it, she curled her lips and said, "This man's purpose is too obvious. These businessmen do everything for profit. Xingbao, you won't agree to him, will you?"

Jiang Xingxu forked a piece of orange, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I'm still thinking about it!"

The message just now unintentionally revealed one thing: the base.

In other words, someone is already preparing to build a base to organize and bring together all those who survived the disaster.

And when Huang Zhijie stood up at this moment, it was obvious that someone was supporting him from behind.

It is hard to say whether this person is official or from another organization.

According to the memories of the previous life, there were many organizations at that time that built their own bases.

Winning over people and expanding their own instances are the primary goals of these organizations.

"You still need to consider it?" Mother Jiang found it a little hard to understand.

Jiang Xingxu put down the unfinished orange, looked at Jiang's mother seriously, and patiently explained: "Mom, Haicheng will encounter other disasters in the future. In the near future, Haicheng will no longer be suitable for human habitation. Building a base and rebuilding a new home are inevitable."

"If Huang Shijie can really provide a good place to go and ensure that you and my dad will be safe and worry-free in the future, I will certainly agree."

Mother Jiang didn't know what to say for a moment. She walked forward, hugged Jiang Xingxu, and patted her back gently, "Xingbao, no matter what you do, your father and I will fully support you, provided that you are not in danger."

Jiang Xingxu responded with an "OK", and then sent a text message to Huang Shijie: Give me three days to think about it.

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Jinxiu Shanhe and Anlan Villa are separated by the Dongjiang River, and a cross-river bridge separates the two communities into two worlds.

Whether in terms of area or housing prices, before the end of the world, the levels of the two communities were as different as heaven and earth, which also led to the phenomenon of hatred towards the rich.

Even after the end of the world, the geographical location of Anlan Villa is still located above the beautiful mountains and rivers.

The Axe Gang tried several times to break through Anlan Villa and occupy the land.

Unfortunately, none of them succeeded.

Just last night, the gang leader Brother Dao received a message from Scarface saying that they had breached the defense line and successfully entered the villa.

Brother Dao was so happy that he was so excited that he couldn't sleep the whole night.

He was looking forward to the scar-faced man bringing back the layout of the villa.

But by the time it got dark the next day, no one showed up.

Not only can I not see anyone, I can't even get in touch with them via signal.

"Boss, could Scar have run away with the people and supplies?" the subordinate said worriedly.

Brother Dao’s name is Liao Jizhao. He was a barber when he was a teenager. He was very good with a knife, so people called him Brother Dao.

"Scar came to me because he had nowhere else to go! So, with his courage, he should not dare to take all the supplies of Anlan Villa for himself!" Liao Jizhao sat on the sofa, playing with the Swiss Army knife in his hand.