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A spacious tent.

A man dressed in luxurious clothes paced back and forth inside, his brows faintly furrowed as though he were struggling with something.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside.

Hearing the movement, he immediately put on a brilliant smile and took the initiative to greet the visitor at the entrance.

Almost at the same moment, Chu Guang appeared at the tent's entrance.

"Xavier! A salesman from Flint Group! It is an honor to meet you, esteemed leader of The Alliance!" Xavier introduced himself in an enthusiastic, almost exaggerated voice while discreetly sizing up the man standing in the doorway.

Just as the rumors said, the leader of the New Alliance had deep, obsidian-like eyes and was both handsome and young.

Most importantly, he was said to have come from a shelter.

That was not particularly unusual in the wasteland. Although most survivor settlements were led by natives of the wasteland, few of those settlements ever grew particularly large. Even populations exceeding ten thousand were rare.

The truly powerful factions, such as the Enterprise and the Academy, even the Legion in the west of the continent and the charlatans along the Death Coast to the south... all had origins more or less connected to shelters.

What surprised him, however, was that this man was actually an Awakened.

What exactly had this guy been through?

"Chu Guang. Administrator."

Chu Guang was not particularly impressed by Xavier's enthusiasm and merely introduced himself briefly.

After all, he was an arms dealer who had sold weapons to the Bonechewer Tribe. It would have been strange if Chu Guang had given him a friendly reception.

Realizing he had used the wrong form of address, Xavier looked somewhat awkward.

Still, he was a businessman who had traveled far and wide. His skin was naturally far thicker