I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1004 - 1094: Opening Another Factory Soon!

There were also things like synthetic meats and the like. Before going to sea, she took quite a bit, and now there’s over a thousand pieces left, defrosted, and it’s not good to take them back. Might as well just put them in the buffet.

These were all ’leftovers’ that she didn’t need. It was just right to clear them out, but it looked very plentiful, with a bit of everything, and the cost was minimal, making it quite worthwhile to exchange for 10,000 Contribution Value.

Ahem!

Jing Shu said, "Old Zhou, it’s rare for everyone to have a farewell meal. We’ve worked hard these past few months, and you’ve all been quite kind to me. These are the last bits I have, so I’m giving them all to you. This camaraderie is only right."

"Miss Jing, that’s very generous of you." Old Zhou was moved, looking at the girl who brought out all the last bits of good ingredients.

No, he needed to write more merits for her next time.

After surveying the dishes, Old Zhou was quite satisfied. There was fish, meat, cold dishes, hot dishes, and various types of porridge and soups like egg soup, fermented rice soup, and milk tea with milk added to the list. Such specs were extravagant in the apocalypse, and even he couldn’t eat so well.

"Let’s get started over there!"

Old Zhou gave the word, and Yang Yang began the post-operation summary. Standing on the podium reading the report, the people below stared longingly at the buffet plates, steam rising, continually swallowing their saliva.

"Isn’t this going to take an hour?"

"Who knows, our principal used to say he’d say a few words, but it would actually take two hours."

"The dishes won’t get cold, right? This is too torturous."

"After this mission handover, we’ll each return to our homes and mothers. Anyone still thinking about staying around here?"

"Each province’s Power User team only has about a few dozen people, and the mission pay is pretty good. Of course, I’ll continue."

"Actually, I want to follow Captain Jing Shu. Today, she didn’t even go back to get ingredients for the buffet. These were all from before she set off. You have no idea; the crew that went with her had three meals a day plus a snack."

"But have you noticed how busy they are? Our private little fleet just lazes around, chatting, and bragging. What about them? Rolling cigars, training, making beer. When we went out fighting, ours just shouted ’666’ at the back, while Jing Shu’s people cleaned up the battlefield. When we were fighting in Saudi Arabia, they really got in there... they did a lot for what they were paid. If you want to join Jing Shu’s team, it might not be possible..."

"Yeah, true."

After Yang Yang read for three minutes, he couldn’t continue, looked at Old Zhou, and shrugged, "Forget it, let’s eat first. We’ll continue when we’re almost done."

"Alright!"

Whoosh.

Everyone grabbed their meal trays, queued up, and started helping themselves from the buffet, not caring much about what it was, just putting it on their plates because everything looked absolutely delicious!!

Once they filled their trays, they realized they missed a dozen other dishes. Sadly, since they only got one plate, they had to return quickly and eat in big bites.

Delicious, truly delicious!

For a moment, the entire banquet hall was silent, with no sound other than the sound of eating.

Luckily, this time it was truly unlimited, and there was plenty for everyone.

The Bodyguard Team, all capable New Humans, were voracious eaters; even the usually shy Zhang Lang finished off three huge trays, at least ten pounds worth.

Some who ate a lot were over twenty pounds, and that wasn’t unusual.

Jing Shu followed Old Zhou, Yang Yang, Zhang Lang, Black Shadow, and other high-ranking members on this mission, as well as Jie, Mama Has, and others, eating mostly the same food, except Master Liang made them an extra pot of spicy pepper fish. Once the fish was done, they’d add some vegetables, meat slices, luncheon meat, and Wanzi, making it quite a treat.

Mentioning Zhang Lang, Old Zhou looked quite pleased: "This time, we achieved both of our main goals in the Middle East. The first was alleviating Zhang Lang’s cockroach transformation. The cockroaches on his head have shrunk a lot; that Dark Energy is really useful.

By the way, when we head back, our laundry detergent factory will be able to open across the country. After you choose a factory location in the South Sea and report it, it’s good to go."

Jing Shu remembered, what Old Zhou referred to as Desert Rose. Each piece could be used as never-ending laundry detergent, priced low, yet yielding substantial profits.

Jing Shu nodded; since they were providing money and authority, who should oversee this factory? She ran through her family in her mind.

After all, keeping it in the family is best.

Moreover, although Desert Rose required factory operations, it wasn’t really technical. The only slightly valuable bit was using Dark Energy to provoke growth, but just a little could yield many desert crystals.

As for how many to open nationwide, how many factories to invest in, or even just selling from the eight major warehouses, Jing Shu didn’t have to worry about these things; they awaited official experiments’ combined data before making conclusions.

For the optimal ratio, Jing Shu still trusted the professionals above.

Old Zhou continued, "This trip to the Middle East was hugely rewarding; we acquired two types of Dark Energy, especially the Energy Crystal from the South Sea Mirror, with unprecedented energy intensity.

They’ve already made special energy boxes, and they’ll be handing them over shortly. Miss Jing, be ready for the handover."

"Okay, Old Zhou." Speaking of this, Jing Shu felt a bit nervous, hoping Old Zhou wouldn’t be too familiar with that Energy Crystal.