Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System-Chapter 514: Thank You Gift

Yong Ren narrowed his eyes. "We do what survivors do. We fight back. No, not with guns—but with numbers."

Someone shouted, "You mean... protest?!"

He nodded firmly. "Exactly! We protest right outside her gates. We pitch our tents, wave our signs, and shout loud enough to shake her walls."

"Yeah!" someone else agreed. "The temperature there is perfect! Not too hot, not too cold. We could stay for weeks if we need to!"

"And if the news spreads," another added with a sly grin, "others might join. Then she’ll have to give us entry—free entry, with extra benefits!"

"Let’s ask for food rations!"

"Yeah! And shelter—no rent!"

"Nanobot health checkups too!"

Yong Ren smirked, satisfied that the fire was now lit. "Exactly. We’ll show her we’re not just some dirt-dwellers she can ignore. If she wants peace, she better start negotiating."

And just like that, the group began planning.

They made signs from scraps.

They painted messages like:

"WE DESERVE HOPE TOO!"

"DOWN WITH COIN QUEEN SU!"

"NO MORE PAY TO SURVIVE!"

They laughed and joked as they prepared, but none of them thought about how unfair they were being. In their minds, Su Jiyai was just another rich leader they could pressure.

Someone with resources they deserved to take—without paying, without earning, without asking politely.

They believed if they shouted loud enough and stayed long enough, she would give in.

After all, they told themselves...

"She has too much. We just want our share."

But deep down...

They didn’t want just a share.

They wanted everything for free.

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The cold wind blew through the destroyed town as Su Jiyai stepped off the vehicle with calm footsteps. She wore her old woman disguise—long silver hair, a cane in her hand, and wrinkles on her wise face.

The soldiers around her followed quietly, knowing they were here on an important mission.

Her system blinked softly in her ear.

[Temperature Plate Detected: 145 meters north-east, 3 meters underground.]

Su Jiyai’s eyes sharpened behind her round glasses. "This way," she said.

Everyone followed her as she led them past broken buildings, cracked roads, and frozen trees. The air was so cold, even their breaths turned into ice mist.

Finally, she stopped and pointed to a broken courtyard.

"Here," she said. "It’s right beneath us."

A young man with purple veins on his hands stepped forward. He was the poisoned superhuman.

Su Jiyai looked at him and nodded. "When I use fire, pour your poison at the same time. We’ll destroy the plate together."

"Yes, ma’am," he said, bowing slightly.

Su Jiyai’s hands glowed with red-hot flames. The heat rose instantly, warming the air. The others stepped back. At the same time, the poisoned superhuman raised his hands, green mist curling around his fingers.

"Now," Su Jiyai said.

Both of them poured their powers onto the ground. Flames and poison burned through the icy stone, melting and eating through layers of metal and tech.

The plate hidden underground started to shake and crack.

Crreeeaaaaak!

Boom!

Sparks flew. The temperature plate exploded in a small blast of blue smoke.

The freezing cold wind... slowly stopped.

The ice on the buildings began to melt. The snow turned into puddles.

People stared around, stunned. They took off their thick scarves, their gloves. One person shouted, "It’s warm! The cold’s gone!"

Others began to cheer, laugh, and cry. Some hugged. Some dropped to their knees and whispered thanks to the sky.

One man stood on a higher step and raised his fist. "From this day on, our home is no longer the Icepit! We shall call this base Sunfire Haven!"

"Yeah!! Sunfire Haven!!"

"And our brave leader is no longer just Captain Huo! He’s General Flameheart now!"

"General Flameheart! Long live the general!"

The base leader, now General Flameheart, turned to Su Jiyai and reached out with both hands, shaking hers tightly.

"Thank you," he said with deep respect. "You’ve saved us. Please, come inside and rest. I’ll prepare the land ownership documents immediately."

Su Jiyai gave a soft smile. "Very well," she said. "I’ll wait inside." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

She walked slowly, her steps steady. Everyone moved out of her way with wide eyes and bowed heads. In their eyes, she was like a queen—an old, wise, powerful queen.

Inside a quiet room with cushions and a teapot, she sat down with a gentle sigh.

Just then, she noticed something.

A group of five children was peeking through the half-open door.

Su Jiyai blinked, then smiled warmly and waved her hand. "Come in, little ones."

The kids gasped, then slowly walked in with shy steps. The youngest boy held his sister’s hand tightly.

From their view, Su Jiyai looked like a fairy grandma. Her long hair, her kind smile, her graceful air—it made them blush.

"Excuse us," the tallest girl said. "Are you... the fairy who made the cold go away?"

Su Jiyai chuckled softly and nodded. "Yes. I guess you could say that."

One by one, the kids bowed their heads and said, "Thank you, Grandma Fairy!"

Then the oldest girl said, "We... we have something for you."

Su Jiyai raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What is it?"

The kids looked around nervously, then each reached into their pockets.

One by one... they pulled out small, slightly melted chocolates.

"This," the boy whispered, "we saved it for years. We worked hard to earn it."

"We only got one or two each year," another girl said. "But we wanted you to have it before anyone else takes it."

Su Jiyai’s eyes widened. She took the chocolates in her hand slowly, her heart beating strangely.

"Why would you give this to me?" she asked gently. "You know how expensive chocolate is in this apocalypse."

The little girl stepped forward, her voice serious and proud.

"Because our parents are the soliders of this base. They guarded the walls, even when it was freezing cold."

"Some don’t even have woolen jackets," another added. "They still stood outside and protected us every day."

"But now," the boy smiled, "you’ve made their job easier. You made their lives warmer. That’s why... we want to say thank you."

Su Jiyai’s throat felt tight.

Her hand trembled slightly as she clutched the chocolates. She blinked a few times to stop tears from forming.

"Thank you," she whispered. "You kids are amazing."

The children beamed and giggled. Then, with one last bow, they ran off down the hallway, laughing and skipping.

Qin Feng, who had been standing quietly by the door, walked in.

Su Jiyai looked at him and said softly, "Qin Feng, prepare 100 kilograms of rice and canned food for each of those children’s families."

Qin Feng nodded without hesitation. "Right away."

He made a call and informed them about Su Jiyai’s decision. Since the distance wasn’t far, the car arrived by the time Captain Huo brought the deeds and passed them to Su Jiyai, who signed them.

Su Jiyai slowly stood up from the soft cushion. Her cane tapped against the wooden floor as she walked toward the door. Just as she reached the entrance, she heard the sound of heavy boots and quiet murmurs.

Her soldiers had arrived.

One by one, they entered the room, each carrying large sacks and metal crates. The sacks were full of clean white rice, and the crates were packed tightly with canned food—beans, fruits, meat, and even dried fish. There were so many items, they filled half the room!

Everyone inside gasped. The sight was shocking.

Even Captain Huo, who was still holding the signed land ownership papers, took a step back. His eyes widened as he saw the giant piles of food in front of him.

"What... what is all this?" he asked in disbelief. "Why are these here?"

Su Jiyai looked calm as always. She glanced at the food and then at Captain Huo.

"A few minutes ago," she said softly, "some children snuck in and gave me a chocolate."

"A chocolate?" Captain Huo repeated, confused.

Su Jiyai nodded, her smile gentle. "Yes. Just one piece each. But those chocolates were a precious gift from their hearts. So this"—she gestured to the food—"is my thank-you."

Captain Huo blinked rapidly. His brain was racing. He did the math quickly in his head.

One billion federal coins. That’s how much this food was worth in the black market—maybe even more.

And the chocolates... maybe three million at most.

He hurriedly waved his hands. "Madam Su, this—this is too much! We can’t accept this! It’s not right!"

But Su Jiyai raised her hand and silenced him. Her voice was kind but firm.

"I’m not giving this to you, Captain. I’m giving it to those children’s parents. The gift is not yours to accept or refuse. Let them decide."

Captain Huo froze. He didn’t know what to say.

After a second, he sighed and turned to his aide. "Call the children," he said.

Soon, the same five kids from before came running in. Their cheeks were red from the cold, and they giggled as they saw Su Jiyai.

"It’s the fairy grandma again!" the smallest boy laughed.

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