Siheyuan: I, Shazhu, started out as an army and became a general.

They carried the rainwater into the jeep and covered it with a blanket.

He Yushui held a canteen in her small hands, filled with hot water with brown sugar that He Yuzhu had just prepared for her. She sipped it slowly, her eyes fixed on He Yuzhu, as if afraid that if she blinked, her brother would disappear again.

"Brother, where...are we going?"

"Go home." He Yuzhu patted her head gently, "But not that dilapidated courtyard house. It's my current home, the place our country needs to protect the most."

The car didn't head directly to the train station, but instead turned into an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Beijing.

This was temporarily requisitioned by He Yuzhu's guards.

"Rain, wait for me in the car. Draw the curtains and don't get out, no matter what noise you hear," He Yuzhu instructed seriously.

"Yes!" He Yushui nodded vigorously, knowing that her brother was doing important things.

He Yuzhu walked into the warehouse, locked the door behind him, and stirred his mind slightly.

[Retrieved: Large cold storage supply package!]

Boom—!

A muffled thud.

The warehouse, which was empty enough for a horse to run through just a second ago, was completely crammed full the next second!

The neatly stacked pork slices reached all the way to the ceiling, and the snow-white flour sacks were piled up like small mountains.

This is the power of the system, and it is also his biggest trump card for survival in this era of famine!

This is not only for He Yushui, but also for those national treasures in the base who are starving to death like Lu Guangda!

In years of famine and disaster, every grain of rice represents a life.

Half an hour later, several military trucks, having received the order, roared into the warehouse.

It was the logistics and transportation team that He Yuzhu had specially arranged.

A lean logistics director jumped off the lead vehicle, and when he saw the scene before him, he was completely dumbfounded. He subconsciously pinched his thigh hard.

"Ouch—that really hurts! Is this a real dream?" He gasped, stammering, "Chief Engineer He... my goodness, which landlord's fortune did you just plunder?"

He Yuzhu patted him on the shoulder, saying casually, "Don't ask. It's all through special channels. We exchanged some outdated technical data with our old international friends."

That reason?

That's pure bullshit!

But right now, whoever provides the milk is the mother, and whoever provides the food is the father!

Moreover, the person who said this was a highly confidential figure like He Yuzhu, so who would dare to ask a single question?

"Hurry up! The truck must be loaded before dark!"

"yes!"

The soldiers' eyes gleamed with a green light, the instinct of starving people seeing food.

Let alone eating it, just the smell of raw pork makes everyone think it smells even better than braised pork!

Some even took the opportunity of loading the truck to lick the lard off their fingers.

Just one word.

It smells fucking good!

Back in the car, He Yuzhu magically pulled an oil paper package from his pocket and handed it to He Yushui.

Upon opening it, I found a steaming hot roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), the meat juices soaking into the baiji bun, making it glossy and fragrant.

This was, of course, freshly cooked from his portable farm.

"Eat."

He Yushui took a bite, and the aroma of the meat exploded in her mouth. She wolfed it down, tears mingling with the meat juices, dripping down her face.

"Brother...it's so...so delicious...I've forgotten what meat tastes like..."

He Yuzhu felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and his murderous intent towards the beasts in the courtyard intensified.

If he had come back even a moment later today, his only family member would have been destroyed by those beasts!

He wronged her.

........

Two days later, at the Northwest Base.

When those truckloads of pork and flour arrived, the entire lifeless base instantly exploded!

Everyone went crazy! The camp erupted in thunderous cheers, it was like celebrating the New Year early!

The head chef in the canteen looked at the mountain of pork, his hands trembling as he cut the meat, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

Braised pork belly! Huge meat buns! Hand-pulled noodles with chili oil!

Finally, I can cook a proper meal.

The long-lost smell of oil wafted across the Gobi Desert, domineeringly overpowering the smell of sand and dust.

Lu Guangda held a bowl piled high with braised pork, his hands trembling like someone with Parkinson's disease. He picked up a piece with shaky hands, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he turned around abruptly and bowed deeply to He Yuzhu.

"Chief Engineer He...this...this is life-saving rations!"

He Yuzhu stood on the high ground, looking down at the group of scientists who were wolfing down their food.

Some of them cried while eating, while others choked and pounded their chests, yet they couldn't bear to drink a sip of water, afraid of diluting the aroma of the meat in their mouths.

These are the backbone of the nation! These are the heroes who created the atomic bomb and missiles!

They gave everything, but all they asked for was a full meal.

"Rain, do you see that?" He Yuzhu pointed to the bustling crowd below.

He Yushui, wearing an ill-fitting but warm new military uniform, stood beside her brother and nodded vigorously: "I saw them! Brother, they are all heroes!"

"Yes." He Yuzhu's gaze was deep as he looked towards the end of the wasteland. "As long as I'm here, I will never let them go hungry again."

"Whether they build missiles or farm."

"We need not only sticks to beat the dogs, but also meat buns!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the long-awaited system notification sounded in my mind.

[Ding! Detected that the host has resolved a major famine crisis and saved the lives of several national treasure-level scientists!]

[Mission Rating: S-Rank!]

[Check-in successful! Rewards: Prototype of a super quantum computer (50 years ahead of its time), Fundamentals of Controlled Nuclear Fusion Theory (Volume 1)!]

He Yuzhu was secretly overjoyed.

Quantum computers? Wow, this is definitely a steal!

This is no longer just a matter of Americans shaking their hands; this is about to dig up their ancestral grave of technological advancement!

Just then, Marshal Nie strode over, his face filled with undisguised excitement, but his brows also held a hint of solemnity.

"Yuzhu, come to the operations room after you finish eating."

"What's wrong, Marshal Nie?"

He Yuzhu followed directly.

"You've got some nerve, haven't you, lad, by secretly mobilizing troops back to Beijing this time!"

"The central government's disciplinary action has been taken."

Marshal Nie slammed a stack of official documents on the table, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"Although there are reasons for this, rules are rules. Your position is special, and countless eyes are watching, so the chairman cannot openly show you favoritism."

"Your recent achievements should have earned you the rank of lieutenant general and the position of deputy theater commander."

"Now, you're demoted one rank, to the level of a full army commander, but your military rank remains lieutenant general. Consider it a small punishment to teach you a lesson!"

He Yuzhu smiled and took the document.

He knew perfectly well that this wasn't a punishment, it was clearly protection!

The Chairman's move—ostensibly a demotion but actually a protection—demonstrates great strategic vision!

This not only prevented others from taking advantage of the situation, but also silenced any gossip.

A full-rank military officer, not a bad deal!

Marshal Nie paused, the solemnity on his face dissipating, replaced by genuine joy.

"I have more good news for you. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs informed us that Mr. Qian, whom you previously instructed us to bring back at all costs, has returned home safely today!"