Chapter 106: Preparing to Leave the City

“Rui Rui, shall we knock on the door?” Li Xiaochun asked hesitantly.

“Forget it. What’s the point of knocking now? If they went in last night and haven’t come out yet, knocking won’t change anything.”

Everyone had already mentally prepared themselves. While others upstairs might get away, these twin sisters definitely could not.

As they were still discussing, the door suddenly opened.

When Fang Xia opened it, six pairs of eyes all stared straight at him, making even someone as shameless as him blush.

Though everyone knew the truth, being caught red-handed still made them feel uneasy.

“Captain Fang, looking quite refreshed,” Liu Rui sneered sarcastically.

Fang Xia coughed awkwardly.

“Well... Yun Yun went in to help them out to eat, and, uh, Dr. Jiang went along too.”

Looking at Yun Yun’s petite frame, it was better to bring another person; she might not manage on her own.

After a few more minutes, the twin sisters were finally helped out by two people.

Seeing everyone present, the younger sister blushed deeply, wishing she could disappear.

The elder sister was a bit better off; her resolve was much stronger.

“Well... let’s start eating first.”

Liu Rui didn’t say anything else.

They had all been mentally prepared in advance. The sisters had been living on the second floor all along, and everyone was quite close. Now that things had come to this, what else could be said?

“Fang, should we set up another bed in your room? Five people sleeping together is a bit cramped.”

At that moment, Fang Xia really wanted to punch this little girl.

But finally, someone came to the rescue.

“Brother Fang, as of now, we have 173,227 first-tier upgrade crystals, 11,452 second-tier upgrade crystals, 772 third-tier upgrade crystals, and 11 fourth-tier upgrade crystals.”

“Our team currently has 721 young ladies, 9 fourth-tier fighters, and the rest are all third-tier.”

“We have enough lunch boxes and water bottles to sustain the entire team for ten months.”

“As for other pre-apocalypse supplies: 17 tons of salt, 11 tons of mineral water, 14 tons of rice, 23 tons of canned meat, and 35 tons of chili sauce products.”

“Additionally, we have 42 tons of various snacks, 4 tons of seasonings, 17 tons of frozen food, and 7,147 packs of high-end cigarettes.”

When Fang Xia first took the cigarettes, he had boxes of premium brands like H&T and Tianye, even turning his nose up at Furongwang.

If Tianye and H&T were gone, there was still Jiu Wu, and if worse came to worst, Soft Zhonghua was an option.

So, the high-grade cigarettes in Fang Xia’s possession far exceeded the amount of lower-grade cigarettes stored.

Later, when selling them, the low-grade cigarettes sold out quickly, but the high-grade ones sold slowly, leaving plenty remaining.

Anyway, it was enough for his own use.

“Our spatial equipment can now hold up to 117 tons of supplies.”

Spatial equipment—Fang Xia’s team, now at the captain level, each carried at least one spatial ring.

But the most were still on Liu Rui, Fang Xia, and the little girl.

They currently had nine bracelets; one on each hand wasn’t enough for them, yet no larger backpack-style spatial equipment had appeared.

This left three spatial stones that had been specially saved unused.

“Airdrop boxes have been produced; weapons have been fully equipped for everyone, plus an extra 217 combat knives and 112 daggers. Mainly armor—so far only 17 pieces have been produced, which is far too few. Even the captains can’t each get several.”

Clothing was indeed insufficient, but the small number of weapons left was thanks to selling a good amount on the trading market recently.

Without selling those items, Fang Xia’s team could never have all reached third-tier so quickly.

“We also have thirty-four spatial tents. Chen Gang approached me, hoping to buy some, but since you weren’t here, I didn’t respond.”

Chen Gang wanted them?

Sure enough, he still planned to build Dawn City, but the city’s houses weren’t enough to accommodate so many people, so he wanted to section off an area to rent out tents.

That was now; after the earthquake ended, housing would become even scarcer, and tents would indeed be the choice for most.

“No sale, let’s wait until later.”

What good would selling them now do? Besides, Fang Xia might need them in the future.

He could also set up such tents in his own territory and rent them out to those who couldn’t afford houses.

“Also, today I took people outside the city to check. Within a fifty-kilometer radius, there are basically no signs of zombies.”

That was expected by Fang Xia.

He had thought an earthquake would precede a zombie siege, so they needed to prepare for fighting zombies.

But now, it was reversed.

The zombies besieging the city surely didn’t appear out of thin air; the millions of zombies were all within fifty kilometers of Dawn City.

This was good—it meant he could quietly hole up somewhere, just waiting for the earthquake to end before returning.

However, Fang Xia certainly didn’t tell this to others with such goodwill.

Even in his previous life, when the earthquake struck, there weren’t many third-tier fighters, but the death toll wasn’t terrifying.

As long as they didn’t live too high up, fighters could generally react in time.

Some casualties among first-tier fighters were expected, but deaths among second-tier and above were minimal.

“Get ready; we leave tomorrow.”

Why go outside the city? Fang Xia never explained, and Liu Rui didn’t ask.

Since the apocalypse, this man always carried an air of mystery—major events were always sensed in advance, allowing their harem group, though small, to seize the initiative.

The protagonist aura was undeniable.

“Should we notify the Gale and Tiger Leopard teams?” Liu Rui hesitated but asked.

After all, they were now part of Fang Xia’s team. If a disaster really came, informing them wouldn’t hurt.

“No need. Just tell them to stay put in their territories, avoid living on high floors. It won’t be a big problem, just a bit messy.”

“Alright.”

A fifth-tier zombie siege could still be investigated by bringing Chen Gang and White Robe along to prove the existence of fifth-tier zombies.

But an earthquake? Others would think you’re crazy.

Had there ever been an earthquake in White City’s history? Probably not.

What if you’re trying to trick us out of the city and then loot its supplies yourself?

Such suspicions were natural.

Though there were many airdrop boxes outside the city, there were more pre-apocalypse supplies inside.

Just look at the cigarette situation from before.

Pre-apocalypse supplies would only grow rarer over time, non-renewable resources—once used, they diminished.

Airdrop boxes would keep coming, but only alongside zombie storms.

Therefore, Fang Xia wouldn’t invite trouble by being a do-gooder.