My Apocalypse Territory-Chapter 195 - 193: Other Aspects are Quite Good

Luo Zhe always moved quickly, and when he arrived at the office, he wore a set of ordinary, loose sportswear—made from advanced animal and plant fibers.

It couldn't be considered defensive, but at least it ensured that the clothing wouldn't tear apart easily with vigorous movements.

This was daily wear produced by the workshop, a privilege only for the high-ranking officials of the Sanctuary.

Wearing sportswear, Luo Zhe appeared, his mind filled with images of tightly knotted muscle lines, and Tang Yu looked down at himself, though he had also developed some muscles, but... it's better left unsaid.

He cleared his throat, "I've called you here because I'm planning a long trip, the duration is hard to estimate, but it will be longer than the previous ones… I will take most of the top combat power with me, leaving Tylon, Kong, and Lorraine here with you to defend the territory."

Tang Yu lightly tapped his forehead, then remembered something, "Oh yes, during this period, a lot of Lindong Mercenaries will be coming over, including many Fourth or Fifth Layer Awakeners, so there will be considerable pressure on the defense. Pay more attention."

Luo Zhe nodded solemnly and gravely, "Lord, rest assured, as long as I am here, I will ensure the safety of the territory."

Tang Yu discussed with Luo Zhe while holding the map, marking it with several small red circles.

Before going on the long trip, he planned to arrange the defensive line properly.

These small red circles were the places where he intended to set up Arrow Towers and other defensive structures. Except for the lack of sufficient stone materials to build a large-scale wall, the arrangement of these defensive buildings, combining close and distant deployment with individual long-range support, had already formed a quite perfect defense line.

Even if a Demon Tide attacked, it would be stopped right before the Sanctuary's Gate, unable to reach the business district by even half a step.

A safe environment is the prerequisite for prosperity.

After putting away the map, Tang Yu opened a drawer and took out a small crystal bottle with a capacity of about 20 milliliters, "Take this, consume it after meals, it might be of some help to you."

The liquid inside the crystal bottle swayed, a lush green color. Even though it was completely sealed, one could still feel the rich life force emanating from it if they got close.

"What is this?"

"A potion that can gradually improve one's talents from the most minute parts of the body. After taking it, the effects will manifest within five to nine days."

Luo Zhe's hand, reaching out, paused mid-air, his eyes reflecting many thoughts as he looked at the plain-looking potion.

He didn't take it, "It's too precious, I—"

Tang Yu smiled and shook his head, "This potion is best suited for you. Don't tell me you don't desire it. Besides, it's not free; it will be deducted from your future salary. No need for formalities."

Luo Zhe was taken aback.

He trembled as he took the potion, holding it carefully in both hands.

Suddenly, he knelt on one knee, clenched his right fist to his chest, "I swear to serve the Lord with my life."

…

As Luo Zhe left, Tang Yu shook his head with a rueful smile.

He wasn't one to stir up emotions, but Luo Zhe's actions deeply moved him.

It was the responsibility weighing on his shoulders. Since he had summoned his followers from a distant world to this place, he had to be responsible for each of them.

Even though this potion, which could elevate someone from Level C to Level B talent, had cost him 50,000 Source Crystals, far more expensive than summoning a Level B talent follower.

Even though he mentioned the price to Luo Zhe was only 10,000 Source Crystals.

Yet, he felt no pain about the expense.

On the contrary, he felt relieved.

An hour later,

After setting up various types of defensive structures, a small convoy silently drove out from a side gate of the vacation villa.

These camouflaged Floating Chariots, which looked somewhat similar to ordinary vehicles when their weapon systems were off and not floating,

But only somewhat similar—the streamlined bodies and shiny silver shells made them look like fighter jets among sports cars.

The Floating Chariots sped through the wilderness at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the horizon.

He brought a total of nine followers this time: Eileen, who had reached the first tier; Winnie, the chief nurse; Shay, the explosion maniac; Xiaoli, the Illusionist; the Astrologer Girl Ling Yue and her sisters; and the Carmen Three Brothers. On top of those, there were two Super Puppet warriors seized from Zuofo. In terms of combat power, this small-scale convoy was off the charts and unbeatable unless they met a Transcendent opponent… Yeah, right.

Lord Tang still played it safe. If I could escape using my abilities, why stay behind?

With so many high-ranking officials of the Territory leaving, the Sanctuary still operated as usual.

When the doors of the adventurer guild opened in the early morning, a great number of Awakeners flooded in, especially those unregistered adventurers from Lindong, who were filled with anticipation.

Construction work was also progressing vigorously.

People hadn't even realized that a large number of high-ranking officials from the Sanctuary had left.

—This was the benefit of Lord Tang's usual laziness… rarely appearing before the survivors, even when he left the Sanctuary, the news could be kept secret for a long time.

Lord Tang eventually praised himself for his hindsight.

...

...

In the unfinished commercial district, in the eastern area which was a vast empty space, without any foundation excavation work being carried out.

This was the free trading market, where survivors would set up their stalls in the future… and now as well.

The business of He Qingqing's clothing stall was located here.

At this moment, Moustache and others had also applied for a stall, with a sign erected in front, and a large tarp spread out behind displaying some samples.

Soul Fire had bought a batch of equipment and had already transported it back to Lindong.

Their three families were in a tough spot, their base was here, yet their goods hadn't sold. Some of the materials were sold to Green Shadow, and the rest, they planned to go all out by sending some members with goods to other small Sanctuaries. Those like Moustache hoped to sell the equipment to average Awakeners.

"Commander, do you think we can sell these?" a member squatted on the ground, eagerly watching the passing survivors.

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"We should be able to," Moustache sounded uncertain, pausing briefly before inhaling deeply, "We definitely can!"

According to an officer from the Logistics Department, many Awakeners in the Sanctuary still used homemade weapons. Their equipment… might have a chance to sell.

He extended his fingers to analyze, "Think about it, our equipment, apart from not being sharp enough, lacking toughness, significantly inferior hardness, unable to add special abilities like fire, nor can it enhance the holder's hand speed or shooting accuracy... Aside from these, everything else is pretty okay!"

Mercenary Corps members widened their eyes, staring blankly at him with an inexplicable glow.

Feeling their gaze, Moustache got frustrated, "For example, at least our equipment is cheaper than Green Shadow's! Yes, we might not match their quality, but we have a price advantage! If we just discount our gear and offer some promotions, they'll sell out quickly... Yes, quickly..."

As the morning sun rose higher, the dawn chased away the darkness, revealing more and more survivors within sight.

There were significantly more stalls around, selling less specialized items, mostly miscellaneous debris that survivors had picked up from wild places, but you never know, they might catch someone's eye.

"Look, compared to us, they have no competitive edge," Moustache declared.

Several Awakeners walked towards his direction, and Moustache's eyes lit up.

They drew closer, clearly heading their way.

Moustache curved his lips slightly, ready to step forward.

They walked past him, stopping at He Qingqing's stall instead.

Moustache stood frozen, his eyeballs unconsciously following the figures slowly shifting from the center to the side.

Carried by the breeze, some faint voices gradually entered his ears.

"These clothes are nice, you can say they're exquisite, which is rare in the apocalypse."

"Yeah, and most importantly, they're cheap. Look at that stall over there, selling ordinary equipment so expensively, how could they possibly get any business. Even if it's cheaper than Green Shadow's equipment, but thinking about how much lower the quality is, what's the point in being slightly cheaper?"

"Maybe those people are really strong and just trying to experience life."

Moustache: "…"

He was utterly petrified.