Chapter 150: One Full Meal and Always Full Meals

Indeed, Ye Heng's words left Song Zhi stunned in place, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

He could say, although we upper citizens eat our fill and stay warm, our food absolutely can't compare to this self-heating hot pot, right?

In the special zone, anything related to naturally grown food is not only scarce but also expensive.

For example, pesticide-free fresh vegetables, naturally prepared seasonings, and so on are luxuries.

On their table, food is mostly bland, and nutrition mainly comes from hard-to-swallow various supplements.

The special zone operates on a points system; each upper citizen must contribute to earn points.

Points can be exchanged within the special zone for living supplies and weapon resources.

But before that, to reside long-term in the special zone, one must also pay a sum of points each year for housing.

Nutritional supply is indispensable, and it's also a considerable expense.

And awakened ones like Song Zhi risk their lives to earn points outside; medical expenses for healing wounds are also not small.

Counting it up, the points available for satisfying one's appetite are already extremely scarce.

So upon hearing Ye Heng's words, Song Zhi couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

He sighed and said:

"I never expected that we, self-proclaimed upper citizens of the wasteland world, are not living as freely as you commoners."

Ye Heng, seeing the timing was about right, rolled his eyes and said:

"Brother Song, have you considered joining our refuge? To be frank, I plan to expand and strengthen the refuge, and we greatly need talent like you and your team."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi immediately shook his head and refused without a second thought.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Ye, but we all have wives and children; the upper citizen zone after all can provide a better living environment for our families."

Ye Heng hearing this wasn't surprised either; to expect a deeply rooted upper citizen to instantly change his mindset, agree to give up his upper citizen status and join the commoners, is inherently laughable—almost no upper citizen would agree.

But Ye Heng isn't in a hurry either; Song Zhi simply hasn't yet truly witnessed the current life of their refuge; once he sees more, he will surely waver.

So Ye Heng smiled and said:

"I was just joking; the self-heating hot pot is already cooked—everyone, hurry up and eat, and don't forget to share the functional drink, which can replenish stamina."

Ye Heng greeted everyone to start eating, then he walked to the side, took out a bottle of drink and sipped it carefully, cherishing it, not daring to waste a drop.

After the meal, the stomachs of Song Zhi and his companions had already been conquered by this box of hot pot.

They all lingered, licking their lips, gazing eagerly at Ye Heng, each thinking how great it would be if they could enjoy such delicious food for the next few days as well.

Seeing everyone had eaten their fill, Ye Heng then said:

"If you're full, then rest; tomorrow is another tough battle."

At that moment, a relatively gluttonous member of Song Zhi's team couldn't help but whisper a laugh:

"Brother Ye Heng, this hot pot is too delicious; honestly, since I was born I've never eaten such delicious food."

"Will we still have meals like this from now on?"

That large box just now was all self-heating hot pot; the brothers all saw it, and there's still plenty left.

But he didn't dare to directly ask for it, estimating the value of this box of hot pot as immeasurable.

Ye Heng laughed and said:

"Yes, naturally we can; our refuge's food is still not lacking, the goddess will regularly provide us with abundant supplies."

After Ye Heng finished speaking, Zhang Chaoran thought a moment and then said:

"The goddess is the deity we enshrine in our refuge; to be precise, it's that this goddess has affinity with our team captain, she wishes to help the captain and develop the refuge, and we who follow along all benefit from the captain's glory."

Song Zhi heard the goddess's mention again, and his heart inevitably wavered a little.

Could it be that behind Ye Heng's refuge there truly is a mysterious goddess helping them?

Otherwise, how could Ye Heng, a mere commoner, obtain these precious supplies?

Seeing Song Zhi's state, Ye Heng knew his heart had already wavered, and thus seized the moment to continue:

"How about this: after this expedition returns, I invite you to visit the interior of my refuge as guests?"

Song Zhi thought it fine, a good chance to check things out, and so agreed.

Soon, Ye Heng told Lin Meng his plan and idea.

"Song Zhi and his teammates are decent in character, their strength not bad either; I want to invite them to join the refuge."

"But to have an upper citizen bring family and voluntarily give up his upper citizen status to become a commoner is nearly impossible, so I decided that after returning I would invite them to visit the refuge."

Upon hearing this, Lin Meng did not overly interfere with Ye Heng's decision; he believes people of good character, and she trusts them.

"Alright, as long as you've decided, just tell me what you need me to do."

Ye Heng thought and then said:

"I told them about the refuge being protected by the goddess; I want them to know that staying in our refuge, not only can we eat our fill each day, but also eat well."

These days, Ye Heng also plans to be generous, taking out the food Lin Meng gave and sharing it with them.

The more they eat, the more they'll naturally have thoughts.

One full meal versus always full meals—surely wise people will make the right choice.

Lin Meng thought and then said:

"When they come to visit the refuge that day, tell me; since you mentioned the goddess, I will substantiate the goddess identity and let them see firsthand how formidable I am as the goddess."

Ye Heng hearing this couldn't help but curl his lips; Lin Meng finally didn't resent this title.

By that day, he will surely make Song Zhi et al. unable to disbelieve that their refuge truly has a goddess, and show them that the future of joining the refuge is how bright and promising.

After Lin Meng exited the space, she took out her phone and began placing orders online.

She needed to make full preparations for that day……

A few days later, the news came from those grandmas who stack ingots.

Lin Meng retrieved a large amount of silver ingots, but was blocked at the garage door by Ye Chenjing.

Most of the spirit money was in the storage space; only two bags were in the back seat of the car. Ye Chenjing saw them but didn't say anything.

Soon, he came over from his own villa carrying two large bags of spirit money and handed them to Lin Meng.

Lin Meng took the hell money, looking bewildered.

"What do you mean, General Manager?"

Ye Chenjing said solemnly:

"Please burn some for me as well, to offer my condolences to your grandfather."

Lin Meng: "..."

She looked at the silver spirit money in her hand, then at the earnest Ye Chenjing; it was hard to imagine a man who called the shots in the business world, who had been so aloof when they first met, would one day be arranging these things.

Lin Meng still returned the silver spirit money and said:

"Our ancestors are to be tended by our own family; I will personally look after my grandfather. Take these back and burn them for your parents."

Lin Meng finished speaking, and Ye Chenjing did not reach out to take it.

"My parents… are Buddhist; they will be reborn in the cycle of reincarnation, so they don't need these."

Lin Meng froze, not expecting Ye Chenjing to understand these things.

In the end, Lin Meng still did not take Ye Chenjing's paper money.

"What's the deal with him burning paper money for my grandfather? He isn't even a son-in-law of the Lin family."

That night, the courtyard of Lin Meng's villa was filled with smoke and flames, burning vigorously.

What she didn't know was that Ye Chenjing's courtyard also had flames rising.

Ye Chenjing had never burned paper money before; he just drew a circle on the ground, threw all the silver spirit money into the fire, and muttered under his breath.

"Lin Meng's grandfather, although I don't know if this way of burning money will reach you, this is a junior's little token of respect."

"He doesn't want what I give, so I can only burn it for you myself……"