Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

Sichuan Province.

The basin was already hot, and under this extremely high temperature, the surface temperature became even more terrifying.

Gan Xiong looked outside, seeing the visible high temperatures.

On the window glass, due to the large temperature difference inside and outside, a layer of condensation formed.

Dong dong dong—

A series of knocks on the door.

"Come in," Gan Xiong's voice was deep and robust, carrying an inherent calm and command.

The door was pushed open, and the person who entered, with his head lowered, did not look around and walked straight to Gan Xiong's side.

"Thirty people died from the heat yesterday, additionally, the slaves that Zhang Family bought recently rioted last night, killing the Zhang Family's old master. Four slaves were killed immediately, and now one slave has escaped. The Zhang Family is requesting our support to help search."

Silence.

From the moment this person entered, Gan Xiong hadn't said a word.

Even now, hearing these reports, his expression did not change.

He didn't dare raise his head, just kept it low.

Xilili—

A sound of water came.

He caught a glimpse of Gan Xiong watering a lush potted plant from the corner of his eyes, still with his head lowered.

Watering for almost 2 minutes.

Dong—

Gan Xiong set the watering can on the table.

Drip drip—

"Old Zhuang," Gan Xiong suddenly spoke.

"How many years have you been with me?"

"26 years, I suppose."

"Time flies. Do you remember when you first started as my driver? The young Zhuang has now become Old Zhuang, haha."

Gan Xiong's tiger-like eyes flashed with reminiscence, filled with nostalgia, he said.

What seemed like a frozen atmosphere just then, now dissolved instantly with Gan Xiong's laughter, easing the tension.

"Thanks to you, big brother. If it weren't for your support at that time, my family surely wouldn't have the life we have now, even in these apocalyptic times, we can still live well."

"Old Zhuang, you're a wise man, unlike some who can't appreciate what's good for them."

Immediately, an invisible oppression caused the middle-aged man to bow his head even lower.

"Take this pothos, for instance," he continued. "I provide it with a good environment, I water it, and it grows lush and beautiful – that's sensible. But if I give it everything it needs and it still doesn't thrive, then it's better to just throw it out and let it die in the sun."

The room wasn't hot, extravagantly cooled by air conditioning maintaining a temperature of only 27 or 28 degrees, and there was even a humidifier misting the room with moisture.

Hearing Gan Xiong's words, however, made the middle-aged man sweat on his forehead.

"Are you suggesting that we take out the Zhang Family?"

Gan Xiong's face was expressionless, calm as a still well.

"Handle Zhang Family's canned food factory properly."

The middle-aged man instantly understood Gan Xiong's plan, his face troubled, he spoke: "But there are still some people in Zhang Family, if others come to know about this, wouldn't it cause a bad influence?"

Hu—

Gan Xiong turned around, like a fierce tiger, expressionless, but his words were chilling.

"Ha! I allowed Zhang Family in because of old man Zhang's face value. His son, Zhang San, has started to stand up against me. He doesn't look at the times we are living in. Kill them! Make sure it's clean! Then we'll pin the blame on those slaves."

"Okay. I understand; I'll go arrange it now."

"Hmm."

Sililili—

Hearing this sound, he knew Gan Xiong was spraying water on the plants again, this was a sign to leave.

The middle-aged man, understanding, bowed and backed out of the room, then carefully closed the door.

Bang—

After the door closed.

Gan Xiong put down the watering can, his eyes flickering with contemplation, opaque and inscrutable.

...…..

He Chao got up early the next morning.

Carrying sunscreen, water, and weapons.

He, Uncle, Old Zhou, and others drove out in the Unimog.

Only six people went out, just to notify the Extra Staff and those cooperating with the base, so not many were sent.

The dawn was just breaking.

The forests around five kilometers away from the base had caught fire due to the excessively high temperatures two days earlier.

The fires burned through several nearby mountains.

From the base's Observation Tower, one could see the wildfires at night.

They did not go out to extinguish the fires; it was meaningless and futile.

In fact, it wasn't only near the base that wildfires occurred, globally, some forests were ignited due to ongoing high temperatures and the sun's scorching, the pine needles being highly flammable with pine tar on them.

Once ignited, they burned uncontrollably, like a sweeping prairie fire.

After leaving the base.

The air was filled with the smell of char, and white ash drifted in the sky.

Since it was morning, the asphalt road's surface was not yet too hot.

By midday, the road would be so hot it could burn holes in tires.

This issue was also considered, and Li Yu had He Bing modify the Unimog's tires overnight.

Unimog tires, already bulletproof with excellent quality, could withstand temperatures up to 200 degrees.

After further adjustment, their heat resistance improved even more.

An hour later.

The vehicle slowly entered Xin City.

Uncle, inside the vehicle, looked through the windows, feeling deeply shocked.

In this apocalyptic scene of high temperatures, the entire city had become desolate.

The relentless sun scorched the earth, and heat waves spread like flames through the air. The sky was devoid of any clouds, only filled with suffocating heat and dust.

The streets were empty, except for bodies that lay on the ground, charred to the point of swelling and deformation.