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

Zhou Rui suddenly looked up, a flash of understanding in his eyes.

"What Great Xia is facing is not just 250,000 Tier 3 monsters, but also tens of thousands of foreign Awakened beings and tens of millions of survivors struggling to survive in the global wastelands."

Su Ran's voice was icy, revealing a chilling ambition.

"If we want to promote global integration and establish a new order, we must thoroughly understand the sectarian, class, and power structures of foreign wastelands."

"Only by understanding their psychological bottom line can the Great Xia's knife accurately cut into their weak points."

Zhou Rui stood at attention and saluted: "Understood. I'll arrange it immediately."

"Go ahead," Su Ran waved.

Zhou Rui picked up the tablet, turned around, and quickly left the conference room.

The door closed again.

The meeting room returned to silence.

"Get to work, all war zones. Hurry up with recruitment, don't give foreign camps any breathing room," Su Ran ordered.

"receive!"

Ye Xiao grinned on the other side of the screen.

"Old Zhu, let's go!"

Communication was cut off.

Chen Kewang nodded, and the screen at the Taihang Mountain base went black.

Longjiang, Jiang Zunyong, and others went offline one after another.

Only Su Ran and Mo Yun remained in the command center.

Su Ran stood up and grabbed the windproof coat from the back of the chair.

"Old Mo, you'll need to keep an eye on the situation in North Africa."

Mo Yun noted down the instructions and nodded in agreement: "Understood. I will send more drones to keep a 24-hour watch on that lava lake over the Sand Python's side."

"Okay. I'll go to the biological lab to check on Zhang Qian's progress with the active armor."

Su Ran pushed open the door and went out.

Mo Yun put away the tablet and strode towards the logistics dispatch center.

The war machine of the Great Xia Dynasty, gears meshing, roared into operation.

……

At the same time.

North America, the ruins of Houston.

Deep inside the underground air-raid shelter, Richard ripped off his tactical vest, poured a can of military fuel into a metal barrel, and lit it.

The firelight illuminated his somber face.

He pressed the communicator in his ear and said in a deep voice,

"Is it okay now?"

Inside the door was a server room filled with old-fashioned servers.

"Lord Thor, the base station is now complete."

A young man was typing furiously on the keyboard, his head never looking up.

I used the debris from an old military satellite to create a signal relay springboard.

The Great Xia's firewall is very strong, but they are currently busy dealing with the mutated beasts and cannot afford to maintain this physically isolated area network.

"How long can it last?"

"Half an hour. That's the limit."

That's enough.

Richard put on the holographic helmet.

Suddenly, everything went dark.

The next second, he appeared in a gray-white virtual space.

A round table was placed in the center of the space.

A dozen or so blurry figures were already sitting there.

Alexander, the "Ice Lord" of Northern Europe, Karl of Australia, Oleg of Western Europe... all the world's top-ranking foreign awakened leaders have arrived.

There were no formalities, no small talk.

Richard slammed his fist on the virtual desktop.

"Da Xia has gone mad! Su Ran is a madman!"

Richard gritted his teeth, "Giving crystal weapons to those lowly civilians! He's digging our own grave!"

Alexander's face turned ashen, and he replied in a cold voice.

"This is an open conspiracy. We are in the open, they are in the shadows. If we don't give ordinary people a share of power, the camp will be in turmoil tomorrow."

"After the recruitment announcement from Da Xia was released this afternoon."

Oleg from Western Europe leaned back in his chair, his voice tinged with weariness.

"In my camp, several restless bounty hunters led dozens of men and broke away from the group."

They went hunting second-tier monsters and traded them for three crystal energy rifles.

Everyone fell silent.

This is the most deadly threat.

In the post-apocalyptic wasteland, order has collapsed.

The awakened ones, with their superhuman strength, control resources, enslave the common people, and establish a rigid class pyramid.

Ordinary bullets cannot penetrate the skin of a Tier 3 monster, just as they cannot penetrate the energy shield of a Tier 3 Awakened.

Their rule is based on the monopoly of force.

But the Great Xia's crystal energy weapons disrupted this balance.

A second-tier crystal energy rifle, if used at the right moment, is enough to shatter the head of a third-tier awakened being.

The disparity in military strength was forcibly erased.