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The battlefield was being organized slowly. A large area of the factory had around two hundred people methodically checking for any zombies and inventorying the machinery. It was a simple task, and they completed it with relative ease.
If anyone was uncomfortable, it was definitely not Zheng Yifan. He was curled up in the vehicle, nearly shrinking into a ball, his body twitching uncontrollably, indicating that he was on the verge of unbearable pain.
His bones were healing, and with the complete renewal of his cells, the sensations in his nerves were intense and vivid. Zheng Yifan had become a tight bundle of agony, struggling to endure.
Outside, however, the situation was becoming clearer. The soldiers were working quickly; most of the factory buildings had been thoroughly cleared, leaving only the corners and edges to be dealt with.
"Boss! There's a situation!" Zheng Yifan gritted his teeth against the pain. He was just an ordinary person. Although he was tougher than most and fearless in battle, he remained that same ordinary Zheng Yifan—capable of feeling pain and fear. In the heat of battle, adrenaline might make him forget everything, but afterward, he would still feel a chill.
Right now, Zheng Yifan was enduring one of his toughest moments. Han Rui and Li Li didn’t fully understand why he was in such distress, but they continued to alternate between wet towels and ice packs to cool him down.
His body temperature was extremely high, surpassing human limits; he needed to cool down appropriately.
Yet outside, the voices urging him were growing more frantic. Zheng Yifan could no longer afford to rest peacefully. After about ten seconds, his body began to slow its rapid recovery.
He utilized Vital Energy to moderate the effects of the Super Soldier Serum's healing properties. Although this method wasn’t as effective or quick as accelerating recovery directly, there was no time to waste in this situation.
He hastily threw on some clothes and looked fondly at the two women who had been caring for him. Suddenly, Zheng Yifan lightly pecked each of their foreheads like a dragonfly touching water.
"What’s going on?" He quickly changed the subject like a child caught doing something wrong and stepped outside to find Li Ning for more details.
Li Ning, despite being severely injured and nearly incapacitated, had undergone a transformation after the Avatar of the Believers entered his body. Everything had changed; it was as if he had gained incredible power overnight. His physical strength and combat ability surged rapidly; he had already reached Fourth Stage without even realizing it.
The external forces had prompted this elevation; his power hadn’t fully erupted yet. Only during combat would he truly understand how strong he had become. The energy radiating from Li Ning could be felt by anyone above Fifth Level strength.
Unfortunately, among those present, only Zheng Yifan could sense this overwhelming power and the fierce attributes that were beginning to undergo a qualitative change.
Duality, Zheng Yifan truly wanted to know the chemical effects produced when this Superpower reached the Fifth Level.
“Boss! The Exploration Team members have discovered a Survivor in the area of the Pasta Processing Plant. The number is currently unknown, but it is certain that they are still alive and maintaining a basic social order. However, their feelings of resistance are quite severe, accompanied by strong thoughts of combat.”
“The most important thing is that there are many talented individuals inside, and they are the kind of talents that our Gathering Place must recruit!” Li Ning pointed to several factories behind him, which were exactly the mid-level talents that Zheng Yifan had specifically requested.
They were not scientists. Yet sometimes, they were even more valuable to recruit than scientists.
Hope Gathering Place still lacked skilled individuals with practical abilities.
Moreover, with the human population already so low, having more Survivors was a good thing! Zheng Yifan would absolutely not allow them to continue harboring such feelings of resistance.
He adjusted his gear and stowed away his weapons, leaving only the Adamantium Shield strapped to his back.
As he walked slowly along the road, he began to feel more relaxed. This was the season of harvest; Zheng Yifan could acquire a large amount of engineering machinery, gain numerous talents, and obtain capital for development in the real world.
However, what Zheng Yifan most wanted remained elusive.
He desired a complete set of the war fortress System. He wanted to fully arm the island he had purchased.
The purchased island could be developed into an artificial island. The scientific capabilities in the Apocalyptic World had already made it possible to develop floating islands, and Zheng Yifan had a preliminary draft ready to complete the underwater world project.
Yet, the most crucial elements still required his own efforts to accomplish.
For instance, the defense System. This was not something that could be produced by Hope Gathering Place in the short term.
With a heavy heart, Zheng Yifan continued walking forward. The aftermath of battle in the Factory Area was already filled with decay; countless assembly lines worth billions in post-apocalyptic currency had been wasted just like that, and countless assets had turned into scrap metal.
However, it didn't matter; there were more supplies waiting for Zheng Yifan to gather. If it weren't for the restrictions on the Northeast passage, Zheng Yifan would have already crossed the river to plunder the factories on the other side. He just didn't know how things were going in the direction of Ancheng.
Zheng Yifan was still worried about that girl, who was wholeheartedly devoted to him. That strong girl. The girl he had saved.
Walking ahead, they entered the food production area, mostly filled with noodles. Fully automated machines could replicate almost all fast food, and most instant meals could be prepared by simply opening a package and heating it up. Various ready-to-eat products that only required a little warming were also something Zheng Yifan found quite tempting.
The pace of life in both the real world and the Apocalyptic World was undoubtedly fast. In such an environment, fast food had become a necessity.
Resolving hunger within ten minutes allowed for more effective work.
This wasn't exploitation; it was something humanity had to experience to develop to this point—earning money from food, saving others' lives, and delivering health to countless households. It also solved his own problems. A win-win situation.
Ahead lay the Factory Area, but the situation was not optimistic. Everyone was on high alert, and when Li Ning saw what was ahead, he took out his weapon. However, it wasn't that psychic weapon; it was just an ordinary rifle.
Zheng Yifan knew that Li Ning, the unfortunate soul, was about to face financial ruin and heavy debts again. Losing his weapon this time would be a significant blow.
However, Zheng Yifan had already made plans in his mind. As long as Li Ning handled these matters well, he believed that compensating for the loss of his weapon would still be possible. (To be continued.)
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