The End of the Earth

People on both sides were obviously shocked. If the voice was not from Xiang San's side, then it must be from the other side.

"Hey, report your identity and purpose."

"Sir Geralt, I'm Corporal Simon, the scout marking the path for the group."

When Geralt saw that it was Simon, he asked him what happened. When he heard that Xiang San and his group had saved him, he signaled the soldiers behind him to relax.

"I roughly understand the situation. You are also here for the synthetic food warehouse. In that case, perhaps we can cooperate.

My name is Geralt."

Geralt stretched out his right hand, but Xiang San did not respond for a long time before agreeing to cooperate with him.

"My name is Xiang San. Cooperation is naturally good. But please don't point the gun at us again. We are not soldiers, but we are very sensitive."

"Hahaha, good friend, let's first understand the situation of the food synthesis warehouse."

Sure enough, as he thought, these people probably encountered difficulties and could not get any food.

It turned out that the external sealing material of the food warehouse was of extremely high specifications and might be a special aviation-grade material. Ordinary methods were completely useless, and the Coast Guard was not equipped with equipment to open the warehouse, so they were at a loss.

Xiang San gave Anman a look, indicating that she should let Annie continue to hover in the sky.

"I see. I do have a way to open the warehouse, but..."

Xiang San paused deliberately in the middle of his words, with no attempt to conceal the cunning in his eyes.

"Okay, my friend, tell me what you want to say."

"I'm so sorry, my friends from Kiusi Port. In fact, a warehouse of this level must contain something other than food. Whatever it is, I hope I can take over its ownership.

After all, without my power, I'm afraid none of you can open this tin can."

Geralt looked at Xiang San's face. His strange left eye seemed to be an artificial electronic eyeball.

"Okay, as you wish."

Geralt's purpose is clear: to get the food in the warehouse.

"Captain Geralt? How can this be possible? What if they are some terrorist organization?"

A soldier beside Geralt objected.

Xiang San chuckled and asked, "Terrorist organization? If I were a terrorist organization, you would be lying on the ground like a pile of rotten meat by now, buddy. Also, use your brain, you can't even open the door, there is no room for negotiation.

The reason I didn't kill you is simply because there may not be many living people in this damn world. I don't want to kill anymore, but that doesn't mean I won't, understand?"

The other party understood the meaning of the warning. Although they didn't know the combat strength of Xiang San's group, judging from the several soldiers wearing power suits and the advanced transport vehicle around them, they seemed to be no worse than them. It would not be worthwhile to suffer losses on both sides.

"Okay, it's settled."

Geralt's original mission was to take the food reserves here. As for other things, he had to let them go to ensure the completion of the mission. He could also take this opportunity to see what these people of unknown origin were capable of.

Entering the factory, Xiang San and five soldiers wearing power suits entered and left Anman outside.

Facing the warehouse of special materials, Geralt and his party watched with bated breath. What could he do about the food storage depot that they had tried their best to avoid entering?

"Mr. Xiang San, you've come to the wrong place. The warehouse door is over there."

Xiang San ignored him and walked straight ahead, saying, "Who said I should go through the main gate?"

Even harder metals just require a little more magic power.

Xiang San's alchemy is his most impressive skill.

He was seen supporting his right hand on the warehouse wall, and the middle area of ​​the indestructible metal wall turned into a pool of sand and fell to the ground. The entrance to the interior appeared on the left.

Geralt and his group were overjoyed and rushed in to start packing the food into bags.

"Come in and load the car."

The shelter exploration team waiting outside also joined the team in bagging food.

"Report, Commander, unidentified cargo has been discovered."

"Load it all, load it all, and move it away."

"Yes, Commander!"

Xiang San and the others' movements also caught Geralt's attention.

"They call you Commander? Could you please tell me which organization Mr. Xiang San is from?"

"The person in charge of the shelter in Area C of Jia City, I guess you haven't heard of it either. Our shelter only has a few hundred people."

Geralt nodded. A shelter for several hundred people probably couldn't even be considered small. No wonder he had never heard of it.

However, since they are local people from Jia City, theoretically these foods are still on their territory.

Those who survived were very territorial.

“Uh, Commander.

Cargo loading complete."

Aman's somewhat discordant voice came from the communicator. She was quite reluctant to call her a man commander.

Aman personally communicated that they had already completed loading the equipment for the food synthesis line.

"Very good, get ready to go back.

Well, guys in Chiusi Port, happy cooperation. I'm afraid we can't move all these things for a while, so remember to cover the entrance.

See you later.”

Geralt watched Xiang San and the others leave, and a soldier reported to Geralt on the Coast Guard's own military channel about their equipment movement.

"Is this really a shelter for hundreds of people? You're kidding, cunning Chinese. However, our trip was worthwhile and we stocked up on food. Remember to clean up the place and block the entrance with the big stuff."

"Don't worry, Captain, leave it to us."

Xiang San and his gang were also deeply imprinted in Geralt's mind. The man named Xiang San had a strange ability that could instantly turn special aviation materials into sand. Although his combat capability was unknown, this had already highlighted his extraordinaryness.

"What are these? They don't look like food."

Anman pointed at the dozen or so iron barrels on the transport truck and asked.

"I don't know. What's stored in the warehouse is probably some kind of smuggled goods. It might be military-controlled items. This is nothing new in Moldova."

"open to take a look?"

"Alright."

Xiang San ordered to stop and asked several soldiers wearing power suits to open a few iron barrels, which contained a solid substance with a surface as smooth as mercury.

Xiang San scanned the substance in front of him with his left eye for an in-depth analysis. These dozen barrels were actually solid fuel that was compressed and synthesized.

"Fuel? Could it be that the food synthesis equipment on our vehicle can also reprocess and compress other substances?"

Anman stared at Xiang San blankly. She could never imagine that there would be high concentrations of fuel blocks in a food processing plant.

"It should be. Let's get back to the shelter first."

This is good news for them, as it means there is hope for using high-power equipment in the future. The current power consumption of the shelter is kept at a very low level, because the power supply needs to be replenished by mobile magicians, and recovery takes time.

October 2033, 9

Over the next few months, the temperature rose by 5°.

A smooth underground passage was finally built between the shelter and the biological base. The entire passage was 3 kilometers long. Even Xiang San was amazed at the dwarves' ability to create things through alchemy. With the help of the dwarf drilling machine, the underground passage was opened ahead of time.

A relay station was also built on the ground, and a ground stronghold was established with it as the center. According to drone detection, the radiation concentration on the ground has decreased. According to data theory, this should last for a few years, but facts are always unexpected.

However, this good news also comes with a bad side.

Xiang San calculated and analyzed that this situation is very likely that some object is absorbing the nuclear radiation spreading in the Jia City area, or it is some living creature.

But relatively speaking, they will be back on the surface soon, which is very exciting for everyone. No one likes to stay underground forever.

"Commander, the remaining egg has hatched!"

A voice that made Xiang San happy came from his communicator. One of the two eggs of the unknown creature had broken, leaving only the other one.

These two eggs were animal eggs he stole from the Miracle Orb. He had never seen a creature that laid eggs, so based on probability, they might be dragon eggs if dragons could build nests.

"Is this a dog?"

The creature whose neck was grabbed groaned a few times and looked at Xiang San stupidly.

"Um, Commander, this is a bear..."

"Why does this naughty kid have a golden gem on his forehead?"

Xiang San tried to touch the gem on the bear cub's forehead, but the bear cub instinctively fought back and bit off Xiang San's finger.

"It's quite vicious. Have the control room use the radio to ask if there are any people who know how to tame pets. Those with experience in this area should report to the Order Department. I'll go talk to the Order Department administrators and form a team specializing in pet taming."

"Yes, Commander!"

The Beast Tamer Team is his new idea. To deal with unknown threats on the ground, he wants to follow the example of the ancients and tame stronger creatures to help improve the combat power of ground activities.

Seeing the magical bear cub, Xiang Sanxin wondered whether he should enter the miracle orb again. The gem on the bear's forehead contained considerable magical power. If he could get more eggs, that would be...

The idea is good, but unfortunately God always likes to play jokes. He returned to the room where the miracle orb was stored and found that there was only one orb left?

Only after checking the shelter's host intelligent system to load the axis components did we know what was going on.

The surveillance footage showed that within a minute all the orbs floated into the air and merged into this one.

He tried to enter the orb, but there was no response.

"Could it be that due to the lack of restrictions, it began to evolve on its own?"

This is the conclusion he came to after tens of millions of calculations. Although it cannot be said to be 100% certain, the probability is very high.

Returning to his nest, he lazily lay on the simple wooden bed. The friendly texture of Theresa brand home textiles made him feel very warm, and the smell of Amman lingering on the bed still fascinated him.

"Meow~"

"Oh, Lily, why are you back so early today?"

The black Havana cat, Amman's little pet, is obsessed with the little cutie on his chest. Maybe because his chest temperature is a little high, Lily always likes to lie on him and rest when he is not paying attention.

A sense of comfort soon made him fall asleep.