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As the camp commander, when the new day arrived and the time reached eight o'clock on Blue Star's second day, Gao Lanlan naturally sat down once more in the pilot's chair that served as her commander's "throne." Several interfaces were indeed open at once on the holographic terminal before her.
The first interface was a heat map showing the distribution of greenskin players around the base.
At this moment, the green dots that usually numbered at least dozens around the camp had mostly vanished, leaving only a sparse two or three. Most player markers were converging on a location west of the camp.
Based on the players' current speed, distribution, and distance, the first batch would reach that mine in three hours at the earliest. Then, within eight hours at the latest, all players heading for the mine would arrive there.
The second interface was a table listing the camp's resource reserves.
Construction of the command center had entered a critical stage. There were only two months left in the schedule, yet the quantities of iron, copper, gold, silver, and certain rare metals in the camp had not decreased. They were actually still climbing slowly, though the growth was much slower than in the previous few days.
And that was hardly surprising!
Gao Lanlan knew that constructing the command center required enormous amounts of metal. Even the smallest command center required astronomical quantities of all kinds of materials. The fact that the players could not only keep up with consumption but also steadily increase the reserves was already remarkably impressive.
The third interface was the backend of a mission system.
At the moment, it displayed the status and reconnaissance feed of Proud Little White, Lookout Ah, and their team. They had already arrived outside that survivor shelter. However, there