"Commander."
""The figures are out."
"We have a little over six thousand Awakened. Altogether, we can scrape together 1,470 pieces of White Equipment, and nine pieces of Blue Equipment, though that includes the one you're wearing."
"We still have some Mutant materials left, a little over ten thousand in total, but most of them are First Order materials. They can't be made into weapons or armor."
"Anything useful, we used up long ago."
"However, we searched around and dug up more than seventy cigarettes and over a hundred bottles of liquor. We should be able to trade those for some food."
Listening to his subordinate report the figures, the young man silently nodded and sighed.
These things were the last valuable supplies in their Safe Zone.
Among more than six thousand Awakened, only one in six had equipment on average. Of course, things might look a little better if weapons were included. There was probably one piece of White Equipment for every three people.
One pack of cigarettes could be traded for ten jin of grain, while coarser cornmeal should fetch twenty jin.
All these cigarettes and liquor together should be worth around eight tons.
White Equipment was worth some grain, but the ones they had were all the most ordinary kind. Each was worth roughly seven or eight hundred kilograms. If they sold everything, they could probably trade it for around 1,100 tons.
Blue Equipment was worth more. If they kept only their weapons, the nine pieces of equipment would be worth a little over three hundred tons.
If only they had Spiritual Energy Fruits. He had heard that those things were incredibly precious, and a single one could be exchanged for six truckloads of grain. That was at least fifty or sixty tons.
The young man shook his