Chapter 289 - 252: Each Showing Their Special Prowess

Chapter 289: Chapter 252: Each Showing Their Special Prowess

Some people looked as if they had just gone for a few cups of tea, but in reality, they had already been reincarnated.

When Ji Luo, Song Jinchuan, Fan Zhenyu, Fan Zhenhuang, Zhang Yihuai, Wang Dingbei, Lin Mo, and Xufeng walked out of that ordinary teahouse... the gears of the world began to turn, heading down another branch.

The unassuming Yanhai City now had eight new Reincarnators.

Following the grand strategy laid out by Yu Dong, they would split up to establish their own bases and challenge the coming apocalypse!

When Ji Luo stepped outside, an executive van was waiting for him.

It was his law firm’s dedicated vehicle. A driver, two assistants, and two intern lawyers—they all depended on him for their livelihood.

"Brother Xiu, it’s confirmed. Everything is just as we discussed on the way here. This is a supply list I added to during the meeting. I need you to get out now and go handle the procurement."

"Alright, I’m on it." A man in his forties took the list and got out of the van to purchase the supplies.

Ji Luo wasn’t worried, having entrusted the matter to Brother Xiu.

Brother Xiu was a problem-solver. Ji Luo paid him more than both intern lawyers combined, but he was worth every penny.

"Mao, drive to Li Family Village, next to the Yanhai Biomedical Research Institute."

"Lawyer Zhu, I need you to immediately pull up all the files on Huayuan Biotechnology Company. It’s a multinational corporation. Find out who their financial backers are and what research they’re currently conducting."

"Lawyer Zhang, look into a research team leader at that company named Meng Dongqing. Find an excuse to set up a meeting. I need to see her as soon as possible."

Yu Dong had given Ji Luo a special mission: to "activate" Meng Dongqing. She was the biology professor who had developed the "Flawed Vaccine" in the post-apocalyptic world. Her greatest strength was viral gene coding; even before the apocalypse, she was a top-tier talent.

Because everything had happened so suddenly, Yu Dong only had basic information on Meng Dongqing, not her activation code. However... Yu Dong possessed the complete research data for the inactivated vaccine she had developed in the previous timeline.

There was no way to write it all down in such a short amount of time. The material was so complex that even voice transcription would be difficult. So, Yu Dong had picked out some key data points and given them to Ji Luo.

How to convince someone without their activation code—that would all come down to Ji Luo’s skills.

He not only had to get Meng Dongqing to come with him, but he also had to have her personally lay the groundwork for producing an advanced mRNA vaccine at the Yanhai Biomedical Research Institute.

For this most critical post-apocalyptic task, Yu Dong trusted no one but Ji Luo.

And Ji Luo had no intention of letting him down.

After giving out his orders, Ji Luo began making calls to his key members.

"Hello, this is Ji Luo. I’m the one who’s going to save your life..."

WHOOSH—

The van sped toward the village near the institute.

...

Golden Sand Villa District.

The moment Song Jinchuan returned, he immediately convened a family meeting.

"The Song Family is once again facing a life-or-death moment... This time, we are fortunate enough to have foreseen the future."

"This booklet describes the world that will exist after the global catastrophe on Sunday. The Song Family must survive in this new world and, just like last time... have the last laugh."

"I am sixty-four years old. I will lead our Song Family... in one last charge!"

When some expressed doubt, Song Jinchuan casually recited the activation codes of a few people, and the room fell silent.

He sealed their conviction by predicting the winning numbers for Tuesday’s lottery. That, combined with the wise image Song Jinchuan had cultivated in the family for so many years, was more than enough. In a family that still held to traditional clan values, no one would doubt their helmsman. His status was akin to that of a godfather in a Western family.

With his immense personal authority, Song Jinchuan could have mobilized the entire family even without the activation codes.

After a brief adjustment period, all thirty-six members of the Song Family quickly sprang into action.

"Dad, you want us to leave the villa district and go to the less-developed Zongshan District in the far east... It’s because of Shanship Heavy Industry, isn’t it?"

"Mm. It’s the only shipyard in Yanhai City. It can repair and modify ships. We’re going to take it over and make it our core industry in the post-apocalyptic world."

"Near the Shanship Heavy Industry shipyard, there’s a small, man-made island connected to the mainland by a single road. It has several pleasant residential complexes that can house a lot of people. We’ll build our base there."

At this, his nephew spoke up. "Uncle, we need a backup plan. What if we can’t hold it, or someone else swoops in to steal the fruits of our labor? We’ll need another place to go."

"Hmm... there are several natural islands nearby. A film crew shot a few episodes of a variety show there before. We’ll prepare more boats, modify them when the time comes, and it’ll be easy to get to the islands."

"I’ve been retired for five years... but in the end, I still have to rely on my old trade to survive."

"Contact my old partners. Get some... things... from overseas. From now on, the Song Family is taking over the sea lanes of Yanhai City."

Once the goal was set, family members began chiming in with suggestions, fleshing out the strategy. Some had already left to get started.

Song Jinchuan looked at his son. ’He’s already forty, but he’s still not mature enough. He lacks the mettle of a Patriarch and has never been a match for his nephew.’

’He wouldn’t force the issue. He would just groom his nephew to take his place. In his eyes, his nephew and his son were both his children; there was no difference.’

Only... when no one was looking, Song Jinchuan turned away and wiped the corner of his eye.

’His son was going to die in the apocalypse...’

’He had never expected his son to achieve great things or surpass him and create an even greater legacy... but he had also never imagined that he would be the one to bury his own child.’