Snowstorm: I’m Super Rich in the Apocalypse
Chapter 288: Guiding Public Opinion

Chapter 288: Chapter 288: Guiding Public Opinion

Listening to Lu Ruisheng’s words, the direction of the conversation among the several people began to shift.

The man nodded in agreement, "You make a lot of sense, young man. Speaking of which, after arriving at the base, it’s fairly fair, and the things the base does indeed deserve our recognition."

Gu Pan quickly joined in, "Indeed, not to mention other things, we’ve never heard of any bad influences. Everyone has work and food, ensuring a normal nutritional balance, something you can only dream of outside the base. Aren’t all these the good policies of the base?"

A younger man nearby nodded, "That’s true. Before I came to the base, let alone nutrition, it was good enough just to be able to eat my fill."

Lu Ruisheng said, "We can now guarantee one hour of imitation sunlight lamp exposure every day, plus two hours of home electricity, and the street lights ensure that we’re not always in the dark. This is already the best state one could have in the apocalypse, right? So we should be content. A few days ago outside, it was pitch-black, and many people didn’t even know how they died. It was too tragic, unthinkable, not even basic food and warmth, let alone vegetables and light."

His description of how terrifying the outside was made everyone feel that waiting in line for the lamps was no longer a hardship, and they even felt fortunate to be inside the base, lucky to still see the light.

The curious young man asked Lu Ruisheng, "You two went out a few days ago? Where did you go?" He was a man with strong curiosity.

Lu Ruisheng replied, "We are Scavengers, we went out to collect supplies."

The older woman looked at the two in surprise, "What were you thinking? You’re at the base but still went out, were you deceived?"

Lu Ruisheng answered, "No, we’re just used to freedom and don’t like to be bound."

The older woman earnestly advised the two, "It’s fate that we’re all talking here, and as someone older, let me kindly advise you—if possible, you shouldn’t go out again. Freedom isn’t as important as life."

Now to cooperate with these people, Gu Pan quickly expressed her gratitude to the woman, "Big sister is right. We’ll try to find jobs in the base after the polar night passes. Many places aren’t hiring during the extreme night, we had some savings from before, so we’ll just wait it out. We don’t want to burden the base. The base is ours, and only if we all support it can it get better, right?"

"Yes, yes, absolutely right. You two young people have higher awareness than us. Hearing what you’ve said today, it’s been enlightening," the man who initially spoke looked at them contentedly.

Lu Ruisheng was very humble, "We also want what’s best for the base, so we can do better. It’s almost your turn, you keep waiting in line, we’ll meet again."

The people waved goodbye to the pair.

Leaving that place, Gu Pan looked at Lu Ruisheng and laughed, "That was the first time I’ve seen you talk so much outside."

Lu Ruisheng laughed too, "Who else would do it if not for my dad?"

"It’s different for kids who have dads."

"Indeed, I used to think at my age, what’s the point of finding parents? There wouldn’t be much closeness. But now, the time I’ve spent with my dad, I really feel quite happy."

"Your dad is truly a good man, whether it’s towards us, mom, Second Uncle, and the rest, he’s clear about who deserves his gratitude and his grudges." Gu Pan liked to refer to her mother-in-law in such an affectionate way, even though she was no longer with them, but in her and Lu Ruisheng’s hearts, this woman was the best mother in the world.

Lu Ruisheng nodded, "Yes, with a father like him, the hardships I faced before were worth it."

Talking like this, they walked home.

They didn’t drive today, wanting to see more of the people in the surroundings.

Gu Pan still found some scenes with memorial significance and took pictures to record them.

It was nearly noon when the two returned home.

At night, they also told Lu Jianguo about the day’s events—not to brag, but to have Lu Jianguo prepare in case other areas also had people stirring things up, affecting the base’s stability.

Lu Jianguo, hearing this, went back to his office and began convening an urgent meeting with several leaders, taking the matter very seriously.

With disasters looming and unrest in people’s hearts, they were more susceptible to agitation, so they had to find ways to put in more effort in this area and keep the base stable.

The next few days were indeed peaceful, because Lu Jianguo and his team had sent people to chat with the crowds in the lines, talking about the base’s efforts, its difficulties, and the prospects for the future. In summary, everything was positive, filling people’s hearts with light amidst the darkness.

The vegetables that Gu Pan planted had begun to sprout over these past two days. These little seedlings carried everyone’s hopes, and everyone would proudly check on them every day, hoping they’d grow taller quickly.

That morning, an uplifting message came over the broadcast: "Residents of No.7 Base, residents of No.7 Base, our No.7 Base’s breeding farm has produced the first quail egg. It is an egg carrying our dreams, an egg filled with hope, an egg that excites the hearts of our base, the most meaningful egg since the apocalypse, an egg nurtured by the hard work and sweat of our base..."

Hearing this description of a quail egg, Gu Pan wasn’t quite sure how to react.

Lu Ruisheng was also filled with emotion, "If it weren’t for the apocalypse, one might think they were talking about the first atomic bomb."

"Indeed, every environment treasures its own species," Gu Pan remarked, then added, "Who knows how long the base can remain peaceful, or if there will come a day when each family can have quail eggs to eat."

"Predicting the future is too difficult, so cherishing the present is the most important."

However, their sentiments aside, they were mostly happy.

They hadn’t taken back the quails they had entrusted to the breeding farm, agreeing to let the base use them for breeding, and in return, they would receive eight chicks after three months.

For this, Lu Jianguo even brought them a certificate of appreciation. Eight additional quails in the base represented so much more hope—the certificate was a sincere token of thanks.

That evening, when Feng Zhekai arrived, he had several scratch marks on his face.

Because they were so obvious, they couldn’t be ignored, and since everyone knew Lu Xuerong’s character—that even with a divorce, she wouldn’t resort to violence—the scratches weren’t from her, but who, then?

Feng Zhekai didn’t wait for anyone to ask and began explaining, "These past couple of days, we’ve had a lot more psychiatric emergencies. We had already taken preventative measures, with people at the lamp center continuously providing psychological counseling, but still, many people’s mental health issues arose." Speaking of this, he too was visibly shaken.

Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng hadn’t known why Lu Jianguo had to work overtime and didn’t come home for dinner today, but now they guessed it must be related to the same issue; he was probably working through the night to come up with an emergency response plan.