"Need help?"

Did Chen Luo actually need their help?

Mu Hong unconsciously used honorifics, "Please, tell us."

Mu Hong believed what Chen Luo said; everything was to survive the apocalypse. What else could it be?

A struggle for power?

Pfft, all of them combined weren't enough for Chen Luo to wipe out. He could destroy them with a wave of his hand, yet he hadn't.

Chen Luo smiled, "I need quite a few people. You'll find out later."

"Let's reward everyone first."

The Grease Brown Bears were completely annihilated, and tens of thousands of people from Dragon Country also died.

Chen Luo felt that it was right to take out some food to reward these survivors who could stand up at critical moments.

Besides, he needed their help, so he should treat them.

Chen Luo said, "Just say I'm treating everyone to something good."

Hmm, Chen Luo took out a thousand tons of rice, about four or five *jin* (a Chinese unit of weight, approximately 0.5 kg) per person.

Only staple food, no dishes?

They should be satisfied with that.

Immediately, Mu Hong and the others looked at Chen Luo as if he were a monster.

Not only did he have so many supplies, but his supernatural space was also so large.

When it was distributed, no one dared to snatch it. They also cleaned up the battlefield and found the Level 7s among the Grease Brown Bears.

There were definitely over ten thousand Level 7s, enough food for the giant tree.

Chen Luo only wanted five thousand crystal cores; he didn't care about the rest.

Others had also contributed, and Chen Luo didn't really care about Level 7 crystal cores.

"There's rice, five *jin* per person. Chen Luo's treating!"

Having defeated the Grease and Brown Bears, Dragon Country was already in a state of excitement, and they were even happier to hear that there was rice to eat.

Only a small number of people could eat rice, certainly not these Level 4 and 5 free agents.

Once, in the early days of the apocalypse, they were tired of eating tasteless rice, but now it was the ultimate delicacy in their eyes.

Those who could cook cooked, and those who couldn't cook got creative.

Mu Hong and other base personnel were responsible for supervising and watching out for anyone who secretly pocketed crystal cores.

Two hours later, the entire area was filled with the aroma of rice.

The crystal cores and corpses had already arrived in Chen Luo's supernatural space.

The meal lasted an hour and consumed one-eightieth of Chen Luo's total food reserves.

Chen Luo rubbed his head, thinking that no matter how much food he hoarded, it wouldn't be enough for so many people to eat.

After everyone finished eating, Mu Hong shouted loudly, "Everyone, sit down. Chen Luo has something to say."

Chen Luo took out a loudspeaker and said, "I need everyone's help. I need you to find something all over the world."

"I won't treat you badly. One *jin* of rice a day. In terms of safety, someone will protect you. I can't guarantee absolute safety, but it's definitely better than wandering around on your own."

Even though Chen Luo had stepped in to resolve this crisis, if they helped him for a day or two, it would be fine, but after a long time, you'd be nothing.

One *jin* a day wasn't much, but it meant they could eat rice regularly.

One *jin* could barely keep a person from starving, better than eating rats.

Chen Luo planned to hire two hundred thousand people, which would be a hundred tons of rice a day. Chen Luo's reserves wouldn't last two years.

But did finding something take two years?

The monsters would descend in a year at most.

Chen Luo estimated that forty thousand tons of food would be enough at most, leaving him with twenty thousand tons.

The base was already self-sufficient.

Even if something unexpected happened, twenty thousand tons would be enough for Chen Luo and other core members to consume.

Even if he didn't find the lower part of the armor, these people could provide Chen Luo with a large number of high-level crystal cores.

Supplies were important, but Chen Luo couldn't use them all. What was the point of not going out?

"I'm willing."

"I'll do it. Count me in."

"Don't anyone try to snatch this from me."

As Chen Luo expected, the survivors eagerly signed up under the temptation of rice.

Chen Luo smiled and said, "A hundred people per group. If anyone finds it, I will try my best to satisfy any request, even a King-level crystal core."

"At the same time, the hundred-person group will get a hundred *jin* of pork per person."

That way, even if someone deliberately played tricks and didn't give the lower part of the armor to Chen Luo, ask the others if they would agree.

The lower part of the armor wasn't a small item like a crystal core. You couldn't hide it, and you couldn't hide it from your nearby companions.

Most of them were free agents, and the lower part of the armor was useless to them.

If you found it and didn't give it to Chen Luo, who else could you give it to?

Pork?

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned red, even Mu Hong and the others subconsciously licked their lips.

Chen Luo said, "Alright, those who are willing, stand to the left. I will arrange for everyone to cross the sea."

Chen Luo didn't expect that almost everyone wanted to participate.

Over four hundred thousand people, far exceeding Chen Luo's plan.

Chen Luo estimated that with so many people, one *jin* of rice per person per day would be two hundred tons of consumption per day.

Two hundred days would be forty thousand tons.

Okay, he could handle it. The more people there were, the shorter the time it would take to find it, and the more crystal cores they could find.

If they still hadn't found it after half a year, then he would start deducting their pay. They would only get food if they found it, and they would have to fend for themselves.

Seeing was believing. Chen Luo took out most of the supplies.

They were like a mountain, all supplies.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Did you move the granary before the apocalypse?

If these people weren't full, some would probably risk their lives to snatch them.

Now no one worried that Chen Luo wouldn't have the money to pay them.

It was almost the end of the month, and he could have the seafood transport these survivors when he held the seafood conference.

Chen Luo directly prepaid their wages and supported these people.

It was already after ten o'clock in the evening when he returned to the base.

Around eight o'clock, Liufan (Rice) who stayed behind absorbed the crystal core and reached the King level.

Liufan (Rice) didn't seem to have changed much. After all, it had already transformed before.

Liufan (Rice) was very special. Even at Level 10 before, it was no different from a weakling before the apocalypse.

Its physical fitness was not worth mentioning, and leveling up did not strengthen Liufan's body at all.

Liufan (Rice) also didn't have any attack power.

At this time, Liufan (Rice)'s body had invisible and intangible stripes, revolving around Liufan (Rice).

But no one could see it, and no one could touch it.

Liufan (Rice) stood in front of the window, staring blankly at the starry sky.

Ningshuang looked at Liufan (Rice) strangely, wondering what Liufan (Rice) was thinking. The little kid was acting profound.

"I'm back."

Chen Luo and the others were a little tired, but they greeted him with a smile.

Liufan (Rice) turned around and said softly, "There are still nine months and sixteen days."

It was a bit inexplicable, but Chen Luo immediately realized that this was the time the monsters would descend.

Liufan (Rice) couldn't sense the specific time before, only saying it was about a year, but now it could?

It was a little shorter than Chen Luo expected, but it was still acceptable.

Chen Luo paused for a moment and noticed the difference in Liufan (Rice). He felt that its temperament had become more stable, as if it had grown up a bit.

Chen Luo said in surprise, "Liufan (Rice), have you advanced to the King level?"

Liufan (Rice) nodded proudly, "Yes, I'm even a little faster than Miling."

Miling's face darkened. It was fine to be inferior to the Dharma King, but now it was even inferior to Liufan (Rice).

Chen Luo asked, "Do you have any new abilities?"

New abilities?

Liufan (Rice) crossed its hands, as if in prayer.

In the vast universe and starry sky, a huge, faint silver-white energy group, like a stream of air, was quickly drifting in the starry sky.

The color of this air current was exactly the same as the space-time channel Chen Luo used when he cast his space-time supernatural power.

The final destination of this air current was Blue Star (Earth), and it would normally arrive in ten years.

Under the change of a mysterious force, it no longer passed through unnecessary routes and arrived at Blue Star in about a year.