After getting away from Tarzan and his gang, Victoria can't help laughing out loud. Gasping for breath, she says, "Oliver, I never thought you could be so humorous.."

Oliver shrugs. "We've just arrived here. We should try to avoid trouble as much as possible."

Liam nods in agreement and then says, "Boss, since we're all following you, we need to solve the housing problem. It's not good for so many of us to be scattered around."

Oliver has already thought about it. Most of the buildings in the community are suite-style. Finding a bigger one that can accommodate ten people is not a problem. The key is to persuade the people who are already living there.

However, he's not worried. When you point a gun at someone's head, they'll naturally know what to choose.

Oliver waves at Leo and points at Tarzan, who is fuming in the distance. "Leo, go and tell him that I'm inviting him to have some steamed rice." Leo nods and runs towards Tarzan. A child like him who has been through life and death is not afraid of thugs like Tarzan at all.

James asks Oliver in confusion, "Why are you inviting him to dinner?"

Oliver smiles and explains that many things can't be solved by force but by negotiation.

In the apocalypse, nothing is more tempting than steamed rice. Tarzan will definitely come, and once he's here, there will be a way to make him do something for them.

The apartment Oliver was assigned to is a suite with one living room and two bedrooms.

In the other room lives a man in his thirties wearing glasses, who looks like an office worker in a skyscraper.

When the ten of them squeeze in, the man is startled. He immediately goes back to his room and locks the door.

"Damn it, we're not robbers. Why are you closing the door?" Liam yells angrily.

As a result, the man is even more afraid to open the door, and there is the sound of him using something to block the door. Liam has no choice but to shut up and sit on the sofa.

Oliver claps his hands and says, "Everyone stay here for now. I'd like to trouble the three elders to cook. We're having an extra meal today. Cook all the rice."

When Victoria hears this, she gets anxious. "If we cook all the rice, what will we do for dinner? We don't know how the food is distributed here."

In the previous base, they only had two steamed buns a day. There are a lot of people in the Dellai Base, and the food is in short supply. She's worried that if they cook all the rice, they'll be hungry again tomorrow.

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Oliver understands Victoria's concerns, but for him, rice is not a problem. He waves his hand to let the three elders go and cook and soothes Victoria, "Don't worry about the food. I have a plan."

Victoria wants to say something but stops. Now Oliver is in charge of the team.

The natural gas in the town was cut off two years ago, but the technology has advanced rapidly in the apocalypse. A gas cartridge the size of a fist can burn for 120 hours, which has almost replaced natural gas. Now most people in the town are using it.

Oliver thinks that the apocalypse is full of treasures. With an extra fifty years of development, the technological progress is huge. Any one of these things taken back to his own era could earn him endless wealth.

After a while, Tarzan comes with two of his subordinates, following Leo. He asks Oliver with a puzzled look on his face, "I heard you're inviting me to have some steamed rice?"

Oliver nods. "That's right, white, fluffy steamed rice."

Tarzan doesn't believe it. There's no such thing as a free lunch. He sits directly on the sofa and says, "Get to the point. I don't believe you're being so kind."

Oliver throws the whole pack of cigarettes onto the table. "Straight to the point. Do me a favor. If you get it done, this pack of cigarettes is yours, and you can also have a big meal of rice. How about it?"

Tarzan looks at the cigarettes, swallows his saliva, and frowns. "The offer is good. What's the favor?"

Oliver smiles and says, "It's simple. Get me a big suite, the kind that can accommodate ten people."

Tarzan looks reluctant. "That's not easy. The accommodation is all under control. The rooms have intelligent programs. If the identity is wrong, the people from the control bureau will find out immediately. They're not easy to deal with."

Oliver strokes his chin and stares at Tarzan. "Intelligent program? I don't believe that among so many senior talents, no one knows the trick." Tarzan feels a bit guilty under his gaze. "There are people who know, but..."

Oliver smiles and says, "Two kilograms of rice. Whoever can deal with the intelligent program gets the rice."

When Tarzan hears this, he's overjoyed. "As long as there's food, everything is easy. Leave it to me. I promise to get you a comfortable big suite by tomorrow night."

When Victoria hears that Oliver is going to seal the deal with Two kilograms of rice and that all the rice has just been put in the pot, there's no more rice to give to the other party. She doesn't dare to speak out and can only give Oliver a lot of meaningful looks.

Oliver ignores her and chats with Tarzan about some trivial matters.

Victoria pouts angrily and turns away, ignoring him. She doesn't even understand herself. Where has her former strong - woman demeanor gone? Why does she seem like a little woman in front of Oliver?

They don't chat for long before the three elders finish cooking the rice. Although the dish is only dried radish, everyone thinks it's a delicacy. Oliver invites Tarzan and his two subordinates to sit down. The thirteen of them sit in a circle with rice in front of them.

Tarzan finishes a bowl of rice in a few bites. Chewing on the dried radish, the big man actually sheds tears and sighs, "I've been eating steamed buns for over a year. I almost forgot what rice tastes like." His two subordinates are even more exaggerated. Ignoring their boss, they keep wolfing down bowl after bowl.

James and the others feel the same way. If it weren't for Oliver, they might never be able to eat such rice again. Thinking of this, everyone looks at Oliver with fanatical eyes.

Maybe by following this man, they can live a better life in the apocalypse.