The End of the Earth

Boris is still accompanying them, and collecting supplies from outside has always been his task. Among all the representatives, only Boris's team is experienced and capable of doing the task.

"How are you doing lately? Is anything going wrong?

Or maybe there is a need for me to mediate.”

Although the core area and the areas managed by the peripheral representatives have always been relatively harmonious, Xiang San knows that even the most stable circle will always have some minor problems.

"There are some minor troubles, but they are not serious enough to warrant the commander's personal intervention. We can handle it ourselves."

Boris spoke in a relaxed tone on the surface, but Xiang San could hear his hesitation.

The core area is usually managed by Shan Qiao, and Xiang San never asks about the details. He doesn't believe that these two people can work in perfect harmony without any friction.

However, Xiang San did not force it. If his subordinates were willing to show themselves, they should be given the opportunity.

Xiang San pointed to the empty space in the driver's seat and changed the subject: "Why did you tear it down?"

Boris looked at where Xiang San's finger was pointing and explained, "During this period, we've recruited several technicians who are proficient in circuit equipment. In the old days, they were involved in research and development. They have a use for some of the motherboard displays installed on these cars, so I had them removed."

Xiang San curled his lips. He felt sad that such a delicate car had been dismantled into this state. This was his car, although he didn't say so explicitly.

Boris realized this belatedly and stammered, "Uh, Commander, I forgot to tell you this."

"That's fine, let's just dismantle it. Being able to help you is already making good use of the value of these parts."

Boris felt much more relaxed. He had no idea that Xiang San just wanted to change the subject.

This low temperature weather has a great impact on ordinary people, but it is not much of a problem for people who are parasitized by demon cells.

Demon cells can adjust the host's body temperature and prevent heat loss.

Those people in the convoy who were wearing the winter uniforms of the 019 shelter looked with envy at the soldiers wearing heavy straight armor who were not affected by the low temperature at all. These people had one thing in common, that is, they were demon cell parasites, the main force of the rocket base.

"Dude? Can possessing the power of a demon really make you instantly powerful without any side effects?"

A man wearing a shelter uniform, his ears red from the cold, who was sitting opposite the demon soldier said this.

The demon soldier laughed.

"Having this kind of power is probably the most exhilarating experience I've ever had in my life.

If you must ask about side effects, does excessive pleasure count?

"Huh? Hahaha~"

The demon soldier's companions laughed in unison.

Regarding the power of demons, there has been a conspiracy theory circulating in the rocket base that Commander Xiang San uses demon cells to control the parasites.

To call it a side effect is already an exaggeration. Although the outsider commander Xiang San has given them many opportunities and benefits, there is always this kind of argument among the crowd, which makes the residents feel uneasy and both respect and fear the highest authority of this base.

As the second-in-command of the base, Shan Qiao also tried to curb the spread of such rumors, but with little success, and nothing came of it.

Rumors and fear, these two things can't be killed.

Xiang San himself didn't mind this rumor. To him, it was a form of propaganda. The more bizarre the rumor was, the more the residents of the base would want to know about the power of the demon.

Therefore, when Shan Qiao shamefully told him that he was unable to completely stop the spread of rumors, Xiang Sanda generously forgave his incompetence in view of Shan Qiao's flattered expression.

Even though Xiang San treated them as brothers in normal times, Shan Qiao and others still treated their commander with awe when working. They didn't expect that Xiang San actually forgave Shan Qiao.

This made Shan Qiao feel even more grateful, because in his opinion, this rumor was a direct attack on Commander Xiang San himself.

Faced with the demon soldiers right in front of them and witnessing the demon cell parasites with their own eyes, the status of those rumors naturally became shaky.

How does this look like being controlled? It looks more like being high on drugs...

In the huge convoy, Xiang San's car was in the middle. He could see the past memories of everyone in the convoy. At this moment, he finally understood why there were so many people with voyeurism in the old times, because he was one of them too.

After using it for a while, he was mentally exhausted and he could clearly feel the activity of his body's cells declining. At this moment, the vitality of the Heart of the World was replenished to his whole body, and the law consumed the activity of human cells.

Perhaps this is the disadvantage of using the laws with a mortal body.

Xiang San's human body has been transformed again in the demon cocoon and has surpassed the limits of human beings, but it is still within the scope of biological organisms.

Xiang San did not intend to use the Shinto law again until he found a force that could serve as a medium for the use of the law.

After all, the life force in his body is not infinite.

After several hours they arrived at their destination, a small city built in the old days, now in ruins.

There were still a few people moving around in the collapsed high-rise buildings in the city. When they saw Xiang San's huge convoy, they all turned their eyes and looked at him greedily.

Such a convoy means danger, but also opportunities. For example, the convoy may be killed by some monster, leaving behind a large amount of usable supplies, or the convoy may accidentally discard something they can use.

The larger the team, the more opportunities there are, and for these scavengers, this means survival.

"I didn't expect there were still people here. I thought they were all eaten by the evil life forms."

"Yes, Commander. I've been on so many missions, and I always see traces of other humans in the wilderness and other unexpected environments."

Xiang San stretched out two fingers. Boris smiled knowingly and took out a pack of cigarettes with unclear words and patterns and put it between Xiang San's two fingers. He also took a cigarette in his mouth and the two began to smoke.

"If I'm not mistaken, this city seems to be located on a high ground."

Boris looked at Xiang San in surprise and nodded, "Yes, the terrain of this city was indeed artificially raised by filling in the earth in order to pass the review of a certain project.

Now it seems to be the 019 Shelter project.

There it is, that is the gap.”

Xiang San looked out the window and saw a large sunken hole in the ground. A section of the overpass served as a ramp, lying at an angle of about 30 degrees.

There were dozens of people around the sinkhole, who looked like scavengers, some with their families, and some carrying bags of various sizes.

"Strange, why are there so many? Two or three used to be considered a rarity in this damn place."

Boris muttered, got out of the car, and used the communicator to have his men arrest a few people.

Several scavengers collapsed on the ground in fear, looking at the fully armed soldiers and Boris.

Xiang San walked over, looked around and asked what the result was.

"Commander, I've asked clearly.

This group of people gathered from the surrounding areas. Before we arrived, a group of convoys had also come here with a clear purpose, which was to go straight to Shelter 019.

What’s more important is that those people were also wearing the shelter’s uniforms.

These scavengers gathered because the people who went in hadn't come out in five days. Once the news spread, they gathered to see if they could get some supplies.

"Boris, you take the men to guard the convoy. My team will go down to take a look. If anything happens, contact us via the communicator."

As soon as Xiang San finished speaking, Boris interrupted him.

"Commander, I want to take someone down with you. I also have the power of a demon and can help."

Xiang San smiled and rejected him. Seeing Boris's disappointed expression, he leaned close to his ear and whispered, "It's not safe around here. I'll only feel at ease if you personally lead people to guard the convoy."

Only then did Boris understand what Xiang San meant.

"I understand. Leave it to us."

Xiang San flicked the burnt cigarette butt in his hand away and saluted Boris with a smile.

"Garro! Let's go!"

"call!"