Several team members stood beside the off-road vehicle, waving at them.
Tong Sui walked over.
His figure was still slender, especially noticeable compared to the others.
“It looks like you’re doing much better,” Wang Tao said. “Team Leader Hua really knows how to take care of people.”
“Get in the car,” Jiang Hua opened the back door and let Tong Sui sit in first. “We’re heading to the outskirts of the base.”
Wang Tao turned his head in confusion. “Team Leader Hua, what are we going there for at this late hour?”
The outskirts of the base were filled with squatter settlements, dirty and crowded. The ability users would usually go out of their way to avoid this place, fearing they might catch some sort of disease.
Jiang Hua replied, “We’re distributing supplies.”
Distributing supplies?
Hadn’t the base stopped giving out free supplies long ago? Now Jiang Hua was actually saying he would distribute supplies – wasn’t that going against the base’s directives?
If it were someone else, Wang Tao would definitely not want to get involved in this mess, but since it was Jiang Hua speaking, he was willing to comply even without knowing the reason.
The night in the slums was pitch dark.
Despite having the highest number of people in the base, it fell into a dead silence by night.
The headlights of the off-road vehicle became the only source of light here.
Those who heard the sound dared only to stay hidden in their shabby shelters, secretly watching.
Jiang Hua got out of the car.
The other team members followed suit.
The ordinary people hiding inside the shelters naturally recognized Jiang Hua’s face; he was a well-known lightning-type ability user, even Lou Yelin had to give him some respect.
His cold and sharp aura made them involuntarily shrink back.
Were they here on a mission to throw them out of the base?
Although life was tough in the base, at least they could ensure they wouldn’t suddenly be eaten by zombies breaking in.
Wang Tao first took out a table and then unpacked the supplies from within their spatial storage. Various staple foods, snacks, drinks, and daily necessities filled the table.
Anything that didn’t fit was stacked aside.
Even in the face of such temptation, they were only confused but dared not foolishly rush forward to grab anything, lest they wanted to be struck down by heavenly thunder.
Jiang Hua announced, “All these supplies are free.”
His voice was cold but carried a strong presence.
When it landed in their ears, they doubted whether they had heard correctly.
Free supplies?
How could that be?
They had entered the base as ordinary people and had been exchanging high-intensity farming for the most basic food since the red rain.
Yet the supplies Jiang Hua presented were things they had never even dared to dream of.
Jiang Hua and his group waited for a few minutes, but no one dared to be the first to step out and claim the supplies.
The few who had encountered Jiang Hua earlier were among the slum dwellers.
They covered their mouths in surprise.
Those around them debated whether it was a trick and if they were going to be used as experiment subjects.
However, the few who had received supplies before realized that it seemed Jiang Hua simply intended to give things to them.
“Why don’t we go out?”
“After all, we received so much from them during the daytime, and we didn’t even say a word of thanks.”
A few gathered their courage and, adopting a ‘die if we must’ mentality, walked out.
“Wow, finally someone dares to come out!” Wang Tao said. “Let’s see what you want to take.”
But they pointed at Jiang Hua and replied, “We really don’t know how to thank you. If there’s anything we can help with, please let us know.”
Jiang Hua glanced at their faces. “Take some more items back with you.”
“… This?”
It was clear they didn’t understand what he meant.
Jiang Hua turned to Wang Tao and instructed, “Get them some food suitable for children.”
One of the women said, “H-how did you know I have kids?”
Jiang Hua looked behind her.
Two children ran over, watching Jiang Hua and the others warily, their innocent voices asking, “Are you bad people? You can’t bully my mom.”
Wang Tao prepared a big bag filled with all sorts of items. “Hey there, can people who look like us really be bad guys?”
The children’s eyes sparkled, but they hesitated to take it, asking, “Are these really for us?”
“Of course,” Wang Tao handed them the items. “What do you need to say to me now?”
The children chorused, “Thank you, uncle!”
Wang Tao exploded, “Hey, how do I look like an uncle!?”
He insisted they call him “big brother” several times before letting them go.
Seeing one person take the initiative, others who had been hiding gradually came forward, nervously claiming supplies.
Though they didn’t understand why, they couldn’t resist the food handed to them.
This news quickly reached Lou Yelin’s ears.
He was astonished that Jiang Hua had the audacity to distribute the supplies that originally belonged to the base to those useless people under his nose.
Tong Sui watched the people come forward to receive supplies, tears of joy filling his eyes, some even kneeling on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
For them, food was incredibly precious.
They tore open their packages, cherishing every small piece of bread as if they were the most devout worshippers in the world.
Strong young men could venture out of the base to obtain some food, but most people were thin and malnourished, lacking the physical capability to do so.
Without this distribution of supplies, they didn’t know how many more days they could endure.
Tong Sui looked at the crowd in front of him, filled with joy and tears, and couldn’t help but think:
According to the original plot, the Huabei Base would experience a drastic population reduction during this time.
The protagonist, Jian Lexian, would use this famine to turn supplies into a weapon for gathering power, further elevating his status within the base.
The upper-level ability users would enjoy their prior treatment while the lower-class ordinary people would be surrounded by starvation.
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