My ability pool is superior to others

The vast universe is beautiful, but life still has to be grounded in reality.

The initial感动 (feeling of being moved) quickly faded, replaced by unease and fear about the future.

As mentioned before.

Before the official relocation of the residents, some people with official backgrounds had already returned to the ground.

Among them are many Deathmatchers who can help with the construction; these Deathmatchers are the main force of the construction team.

With supernatural powers, these people built a complete "bridgehead" capable of accommodating millions of people in just one afternoon.

The facility also stores a large amount of food and water, and all people who return to the ground can register at the "bridgehead" and receive enough supplies to sustain them for three days.

Of course, saying that such a temporary place of residence is a drop in the ocean might be an exaggeration, but it is definitely far from enough.

However, due to limited resources, the elevators used to transport people have been used to provide more supplies and equipment. If people want better living conditions, they have to rely on themselves.

It is euphemistically called "fully leveraging the subjective initiative of the people."

Even though the people who returned to the surface were dissatisfied with this, there was nothing they could do. At least they were given some food so that they wouldn't starve to death.

Zheng Yongliang mingled in the crowd and followed the lead staff member to the "bridgehead".

It was very quiet along the way; when people spoke, they only dared to whisper.

It's not that these people are of particularly high quality; it's purely the deterrent effect brought about by the ubiquitous armed forces.

During this time, there were some troublemakers who made a lot of noise. Without exception, they were all violently dragged out of the crowd and taken away to who-knows-where.

With these examples existing, naturally no one will jump out to test the speed of these armed personnel's guns.

“I heard that these officials are encouraging us to move to settlements, and the farther the better.”

A short man with a buzz cut whispered to Zheng Yongliang, "After we collect the supplies, how about we go check out the nearest settlement together?"

Zheng Yongliang glanced cautiously at the short man who had spoken to him, hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head, saying, "I'd like to see if I can apply to live in the forward base first."

Forward Base is the official name of this "bridgehead".

The area is not small, and the residential area is basically composed of row houses made of prefabricated panels.

After all, they had come to the surface, and unlike in the underground city, the surface had enough space for them to live in.

"You want to eat shit?"

The short man rolled his eyes: "You can't get into a place like this without connections. I bet you'd be kicked out the moment you applied."

Zheng Yongliang hesitated and said, "There should still be some spots available, otherwise why would they give us the opportunity to apply?"

"It's up to you, but I have to warn you first. I've inquired beforehand, and the nearest settlement is a converted abandoned sports center. There aren't many people living there, so if you go too late, there won't be any left."

Hearing this, Zheng Yongliang was clearly tempted.

He felt that what the short man said made sense.

As the first people to return to the ground, it would be a shame to waste the first-mover advantage.

Moreover, he discovered that the short man had not only approached him, but also five other members of the public.

Perhaps being in a large group does provide a sense of security, and in the end, he was persuaded by the short man and decided to follow him directly to the settlement.

Guided by the staff, they received enough food to last them seven days if they ate sparingly, and then followed the short, buzz-cut young man on their way to the sports center in the night.

The surrounding armed forces did not stop them, nor did they even check them. They simply asked a few questions and let them leave.

From the city council's perspective, providing some food out of humanitarian concern was already more than enough; if anything went wrong, it was simply bad luck for them. The group continued along the abandoned road.

Thanks to the bright moonlight tonight, even without any lighting equipment, I can still see the road clearly.

However, because the road was too quiet, without even the chirping of insects, Zheng Yongliang inevitably felt somewhat depressed and tense after staying in such an environment for a long time.

He couldn't help but want to speak.

"How far is it?"

"What's the rush? It'll be over soon."

Zheng Yongliang was probably quite nervous and didn't notice that the short man with the buzz cut was much more abruptly stiff.

"Actually, I think it's fine if we go tomorrow, right? It's only one night anyway..."

Before Zheng Yongliang could finish speaking, the short, buzz-cut man impatiently cursed, "What the hell are you talking about? Why are you so afraid of this and that? I've put up with you for a long time!"

Sensing the undisguised malice, Zheng Yongliang froze, stopped in his tracks, and said somewhat flusteredly, "You go by yourself, I'm not going."

The remaining members of the public looked at each other, and in fact they also felt uneasy, but they didn't show it as obviously as Zheng Yongliang.

The short, buzz-cut man dropped the pretense: "We've come this far, do you think you can just turn back now?"

"Little chick, how can you talk like that? What if you scare someone?"

The sudden sound in the darkness startled Zheng Yongliang, causing him to shudder involuntarily.

Step~step~
Behind Zheng Yongliang, four burly men emerged, one of whom had a large tattoo on his arm, his face clearly indicating that he was not to be trifled with.

"Big Cat Bro, you have no idea, out of all the people I've recruited, this idiot talks the most."

Now that things have come to this, even the most foolish people present would realize that something was wrong.

A young man dressed as a salesman, wearing glasses, shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! We outnumber them about the same, I just don't believe it... Ah!"

A scream interrupted the salesman's next words.

The heavily tattooed man pulled the watermelon knife out of his hand, drawing out a pool of blood.

The salesman clutched his wound, unable to speak from the pain.

The remaining people were stunned by the fact that someone had pulled out a knife and stabbed someone without saying a word, and Zheng Yongliang was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

"I'm not being unreasonable. Hand over all the food and I'll spare your lives. Otherwise, this four-eyed guy will be a prime example."

When he got to the second half of his sentence, the man with the large arm tattoo pointed a watermelon knife at the salesman lying on the ground.

Faced with such a brutal man, the remaining few dared not resist. They took out the food they had just received and hadn't even warmed it yet, and put it on the ground.

Seeing this, the man with the large arm tattoo couldn't help but smile: "That's more like it. If we cooperate a little, everyone will have an easier time."

"Tsk tsk, the worst aspects of human nature."

"Who is speaking?!"

The man with the large tattoo on his arm suddenly looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The speaker was wearing a white robe, so he was easy to spot even in the shade of the trees.

The man in white robes sighed, "Indeed, humanity still needs a great leader." (End of Chapter)