In the apocalypse, I hoarded goods and handed over my storage space to the government.

boom!

A muffled popping sound echoed through the air.

As far as the eye could see, the black coal mountains stretching for kilometers vanished into thin air at the same time!

"My God..."

"Gods! Gods have descended!"

The survivors who had just been driven up by Ye Xiao witnessed this illogical scene.

Thousands of people's legs went weak, and they knelt down, frantically kowtowing to Su Ran's back.

There were no cranes, no transport vehicles.

The reserves of an entire mining area evaporated in an instant.

Su Ran ignored the commotion behind her.

Inside the space, rows of black coal mountains firmly occupied a corner.

With these supplies, the heating supply at the Great Xia Northern Base this winter is secure.

Half an hour later.

A clearing was cleared out in the center of the site.

Ye Xiao kicked the pile of automatic rifles and bullets, which had formed a small mountain, in front of the crowd.

Thousands of survivors looked at the three Easterners with awe.

Su Ran's cold gaze swept across the crowd as if it were a tangible object.

Most people who met his gaze were so frightened that they looked away, as if they were in fear of a god.

Suddenly, Su Ran's gaze paused.

He was a middle-aged man, dressed in rags and with a face covered in soot.

There was a whip mark on his left cheek that had just scabbed over.

His body was breathing heavily, but his right hand was tightly gripping a sharpened steel bar.

That's the posture of preparing to fight desperately in a desperate situation.

"That's really interesting."

Su Ran found this scene amusing.

"When those awakened ones were around, you didn't dare to fight to the death."

Now that I've rescued you, you're thinking of fighting me to the death?

But in this cannibalistic wasteland, the most docile sheep will only be devoured.

Only vicious dogs with a wolfish nature in their bones are fit to be watchdogs.

"You, step forward," Su Ran said, pointing at him.

The man shuddered, his grip on his weapon tightened, and he slowly stood up.

"What's your name?" Su Ran asked.

"I...Ivan!" he gritted his teeth, his eyes hardening.

Su Ran walked over and handed Ivan an AK-47 with a full magazine hanging on it.

"Pick it up."

Ivan, his hands trembling, picked up the gun.

"From now on, you are the boss here."

Su Ran looked down at him.

"These weapons are for you."

Although I emptied the coal mine here, the facilities are still there.

The remaining supplies in the camp should last you for a while.

Ivan froze, looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Don't get too excited yet.

Su Ran's tone was icy, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"This camp now belongs to the Great Xia."

In a while, the Great Xia expeditionary force will take over this place as a forward outpost.

You'd better keep people in line and prevent them from causing any trouble, like becoming bandits.

"I can give you opportunities, but you must prove yourself useful. I can grant you freedom, but I can also take it away at any time."

He paused, then added,

"We will come back again."

If I find this place has become a second cannibalistic den, I will personally crush you all piece by piece.

"Yes, sir!"

Ivan rested his head on the butt of his rifle. "We will defend this place! We will await the arrival of the Great Xia army!"

From the crowd behind, a long-suppressed cry erupted.

"My lord! Please take us with you! We are willing to join the Great Xia!"

An old miner with a missing arm roared hoarsely.

"Yes! We are willing to shed our last drop of blood for Great Xia! Even if it means going to the front lines as cannon fodder!"

"Great Xia is paradise! Please, take me with you!"

Thousands of people were crying and shouting.

That was the frantic desire that erupted when someone, after being raised like livestock, suddenly grasped at a straw for salvation.

Su Ran looked at this group of pitiful people, feeling nothing at all.

He was not a savior; he reserved all his kindness for his own people.

"If you want to join Great Xia, then first you must survive in this wasteland and prove that you have the value to be recruited by Great Xia."

Su Ran stopped talking nonsense and turned around to make a tactical hand gesture.

The three of them walked to an open area.

With a thought, Su Ran's massive "Mysterious Maiden" fighter jet appeared out of thin air on the frozen ground, its engine emitting a deep roar.

The hatch slid open, and the three men filed in.

The fighter jets took off, instantly tearing through the clouds and disappearing into the horizon.

Inside the cabin.

Su Ran sat in the driver's seat and set the automatic cruise control mode.

He looked at the map covered with red dots on the tactical terminal and quickly deduced the next course of action in his mind.

Iron ore, oil, and massive amounts of food and medicine.

These were the "main courses" to satisfy the appetite of the massive war machine of Great Xia.

"Brother Su."

Sitting in the back row, Ye Xiao wiped the blade, his fighting spirit undiminished.

"Where do we go next? Should we go straight to meet that 'black swan'?"

"No rush."

Su Ran leaned back in her chair and shook her head.

"Our primary task is to store as many strategic materials as possible for Great Xia. Removing the obstacles is a matter for later."

He paused, glanced at the communication channel,

"We'll wait for news from back home. Once the official stance on the Wasteland Awakeners is set, we'll know where to strike."

Ye Xiao pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

"However, there are so many awakened people overseas."

Bai Lu, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, a hint of confusion in her cool eyes.

"A survivor camp with only tens of thousands of people, less than a small safe base in the Great Xia, actually has more than forty high-level awakened individuals."

It's important to understand that in the country, with a population of 1.4 billion, this is a massive number.

At present, the number of awakened individuals officially registered and trained is less than one hundred.

Now we are in this desolate Far East.

In any survivor camp with tens of thousands of people, a team of over forty awakened individuals could be formed.

How can this not be considered an extremely terrifying proportion?

"Yeah, Brother Su, I'm wondering about that too."

Ye Xiao poked his head out, his face full of doubt, and asked,

"Aren't these foreigners always starving? How can they possibly raise so many Awakened Ones?"