early morning.
Before the other refugees in the camp had even gotten up, several early-rising grandmothers had already gathered together and, taking advantage of the still-dewy morning, each carrying their own tools, slowly left the camp.
They walked two hundred meters outwards, until they reached a piece of land beyond the three mountain peaks.
Here, many crudely made farm tools are neatly stacked, and next to them, several construction machines are parked quietly, emitting the smell of gasoline.
The soil on the ground had been loosened and was still moist. This was a field they had recently cultivated. Several elderly women took off their shoes and went in, putting down the things they had brought.
Then one of them took a small bag out of his backpack, and another took out an old but well-preserved book with the title "Key Points of Crop Cultivation" written in English.
They came here to farm.
The bag contained seeds passed down from the time of Vuvalini, and the books were seized from the collection of Immortan Joe, which are now available for borrowing by almost everyone.
Several elderly people, referring to the book and their memories from more than a decade ago, slowly began to work on the land.
The only sound from the land was the clanging of homemade hoes against the soil...
The sun rises in the east.
As the morning dew receded, the area around the fortress became lively as refugees got up one after another. Angharad, who had only been awake in his sickbed for a few days, was still adjusting to his work. He sat in his hospital bed staring at a huge pile of data and documents, unsure of where to begin.
Her hospital room served as the office for the five sisters.
Not only her, but the other four also felt that the documents in front of them were like hedgehogs, and they didn't know where to start.
The Mutual Aid Society overestimated them.
Although they are relatively well-educated, their only social experience is being sold from place to place. Apart from that, they have not had any deep contact with either the wasteland or ordinary society.
Like a canary kept in a cage.
So although they could understand most of the words on the document, they had difficulty understanding its deeper meaning.
Zhang Tianyuan was helpless in this situation.
There's really no one else to replace them with.
At least these few can read.
Those old ladies might still be of some help, but right now they're only focused on farming and have absolutely no interest in things like fortress autonomy.
President Zhang couldn't force a group of elderly people to work, so he had no choice but to give up and ask Wu Yisi to find a few people to guide Angharad and the others.
At least let them understand some basic office procedures.
In addition, preparations for literacy campaigns must begin.
Although literacy campaigns cannot solve the manpower shortage problem in the short term, they can at least educate these wasteland refugees and reshape their values and thoughts.
The most important thing is to teach them the concepts of law and order!
There have been several robberies and thefts near the fortress in the past few days, and several people have even died.
Without exception, all of them were murders that occurred in broad daylight.
This is why those refugees are still living according to their original mindset; they rob and steal whenever they can, and even start fighting after they've had enough to eat.
This is the downside of not having received an education.
In addition to this, the "expansion" of the fortress also needs to be put on the agenda.
Of the more than a thousand people under my command, only a few hundred are refugees, which is truly pathetic.
Therefore, Wang Lei has obtained a map showing the distribution of forces in the vicinity and plans to visit each of them one by one to persuade them to surrender.
Max, a mental patient currently undergoing treatment, strongly objects to this.
Because Wang Lei had assembled a convoy of native resident vehicles and wanted some wasteland residents familiar with the area to join them, Max, a tough guy who could drive and fight, naturally made the list.
As for mental illness?
That's not important at all.
Mental illness is rampant everywhere, everyone's on medication, so Max's one more won't make a difference.
So after sunrise, Max was woken up from the dormitory, packed up, and set off in one of the fortress's original chariots that belonged to Immortan Joe.
However, two armored vehicles equipped with machine guns followed behind.
A War Boys, redeeming himself through service, was tasked with leading the way in the tank.
Max glanced at the people being forced into the car next to him.
What a coincidence, isn't this the ornament that's been hanging up for several days?
Nux remained expressionless and silently gave directions after getting into the car.
As the convoy set off, passing the newly cleared land belonging to the elderly women, Max glanced out; their progress was going very well.
After digging the holes, they carefully sowed the seeds inside.
Not far from these elderly women, there was a long queue.
That was a team sent out for labor reform, responsible for road repair.
Max recognized one of the figures very well.
Furiosa.
Max honked the Horn twice, she turned around, their eyes met in mid-air, then Furiosa shook her hand and continued bending over to fix the Earth.
Tsk!
A cool breeze carrying smog blew as Max gripped the steering wheel, and suddenly felt that this kind of life wasn't so bad after all.
The people occupying the fortress are much better than he imagined. Their military discipline is excellent. They have not only refrained from bullying others in the fortress, but have also established good order through their powerful military force.
The soldiers were even explaining legal concepts to the refugees...
Oh!
law?
Has he not heard that word in a long time?
Thinking of this, Max realized he hadn't taken his medicine for the day. He pulled a medicine bottle from his pocket, opened it, held the bottle to his mouth, poured the contents in a couple of gulps, and then chewed it down with his saliva.
This mission lasted from morning until afternoon.
Max had just driven back.
He returned with an entire Vulture Tribe.
There's nothing strange about that.
After the heavy machine gun on the armored vehicle tore an attacking vehicle to pieces, the entire incorporation process went very smoothly.
On the way back, they smashed another car that was trying to escape, and the Vulture Tribe dared not make any further moves.
Max's car was in the middle, followed by the Vulture Tribe's own convoy, and then two armored vehicles.
Once the Vulture Tribe members arrived at the fortress, they didn't need to return to their place of confinement; after registering, they were directly sent to reunite with Furiosa.
And there were some of their companions there too.
The Vulture Tribe currently has a total of 305 people, many of whom are skilled workers, which is why they can afford to modify those bizarre vehicles.
besides.
Smith became active again.
Because his reinforcements have arrived!
Starting at noon, transport planes began to fly overhead, dropping hundreds of tons of relief supplies, including all kinds of food and medicine, as well as a large amount of clothing and daily necessities, and seeds of some high-yield crops.
These items were ordered by Connor from Asia and then flown over by plane arranged by Meng Anping.
Where had the refugees ever seen anything like this?
Everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as they watched the pie fall from the sky.
Smith stood in front of everyone:
"As members of the Mutual Aid Society, these supplies were specially sent to change the current situation on this continent, representing our unwavering support..."
Yuri watched from behind, grunting twice.
It was only a hundred tons of supplies.
What's this?
They, Connor, will buy supplies in Asia, and so will we Ski!
And they bought way more stuff than Connor!
"We've already hired an engineering team in Asia, and they should be on board with a large amount of supplies and equipment by now. Just wait a little longer, and this place will undergo a complete transformation!"
Smith only does superficial work; if you really want to see the actual construction, you have to look to them!
Thinking of this, Yuri instructed his subordinates to inquire whether the engineering teams and supplies that Meng Anping's people had hired and purchased had been shipped out.
That's right.
Ski's products and services followed the same path as Meng Anping's.
After all, this is Oceania, and it's quite a distance from both Connor and Ski. Asia, on the other hand, is closer and more convenient.
The subordinate quickly brought back the information Yuri needed:
"Sir, they replied that they have already set sail, and that they have dispatched two fleets."
"Two?" Yuri was taken aback for a moment. "Is this some kind of buy-one-get-one-free promotion?"
The subordinate shook his head. "They didn't mention anything about this."
"Then why is there an extra fleet?"
Yuri patted his bald head, looking completely puzzled.
Until he inadvertently made eye contact with Smith, who was giving a speech, and the other man gave a strange smile.
In an instant, Yuri understood everything!
"That bastard! He ordered the same meal as us!"
Seeing Yuri's bald head almost turning red, Smith, giving a speech in front of everyone, gave a faint smile, everything understood without saying a word.
Zhang Tianyuan wasn't paying much attention to the battle of wits between Yuri and Smith.
Anyway, it's not a bad thing.
He's recently been paying more attention to the "Billion Rabid Dogs Unleashed Plan" that the Wandering Spacetime had mentioned to him before.
This refers to Sun Deyi's plan to relocate approximately one billion people from a place on Earth that might experience large-scale disasters to another time and space when the moon is pushed away.
This plan had already been submitted to all timelines of the Mutual Aid Society.
Everyone has reservations about this.
To this end, a public opinion poll was conducted specifically on the situation of people living on the Wandering Spacetime.
The results showed that the ideological divide actually widened.
To put it bluntly, the number of supporters for Migration Faction and even Escape Faction is increasing rapidly.
This is only natural; when faced with life and death, who would want to face it head-on if they could escape it?
The Wandering Faction still holds an advantage entirely because of the foundation laid by the United Government in education and propaganda over the past few decades.
However, the backlash from human nature should not be underestimated.
Every timeline fears being usurped, yet the lives of a billion people cannot be ignored, leaving the issue in a tug-of-war that is unlikely to be resolved in the short term.
The only saving grace is that the time it takes to push the moon away is controllable; each timeline simply needs to resolve this issue before then.
If the problem persists, postponing the launch date from the moon is not out of the question...
In addition to that, there's the situation regarding the Game Spacetime.
Ever since Ke Jinjun mentioned detecting traces of a nuclear explosion in the game world, Zhang Tianyuan has been paying attention to the activity within the game world, intentionally or unintentionally.
Especially the public chat room that allows all players to communicate.
Through this channel, he learned that a superpower seemed to have emerged in the game world and was expanding rapidly.
Zhang Tianyuan had assumed that the previous nuclear bombs were the work of this force.
However, according to the information gathered from discussions in the public chat, it seems to be the exact opposite of what he thought—
Those nuclear explosions all represent one or more forces resisting the expansion of that superpower.
Even a nuclear explosion couldn't stop that superpower!
This strength also shocked Zhang Tianyuan.
A player who can unlock the nuclear technology tree is already someone to be taken seriously, yet these players can't even stop that faction's expansion?
What's even stranger is that the entire faction seemed to be dead, with no communication whatsoever with the outside world or other players.
Based on observations, their strength does not seem to have increased despite swallowing up the territories of numerous players.
In other words, this seems to be expansion for the sake of expansion...
Many people are speculating that their goal might be to unify the entire game world.
Many players are already lamenting in the public chat, constantly calculating how close that super power is to them.
Some players choose to take advantage of the chaos, launching surprise attacks on nearby enemies while the players' attention is diverted.
The entire game world was in unprecedented chaos.
However, the area around the Mutual Aid Society's territory remained calm and peaceful.
Because this place is so remote, and the Mutual Aid Society's activities are usually kept secret, it doesn't seem like any superpower is entrenched here.
The surrounding neighbors were also relatively backward and were still being attacked by others, so they had no interest in paying attention to the Mutual Aid Society's desolate territory.
After obtaining the specific coordinates of that superpower from the conversation, Zhang Tianyuan immediately handed them over to Ke Jinjun, who then arranged for the investigation.
President Zhang then approached Mako Mori to inquire about the current situation at the Mecha Factory.
The Mutual Aid Society possesses nuclear arsenals from two Earths and is backed by nine timelines, so it's impossible for them to lack any weapons. Their performance should at least be on par with other player factions.
However, in terms of sheer numbers, no other player can out-produce more troops than the Mutual Aid Society.
But the War Machine produced from the Mecha Factory are the only real headache.
This type of mech, with its high attack power, thick shield, and high speed, is far beyond the Mutual Aid Society's current ability to cope with.
Even if you brought in those incredibly agile mechs from Pacific Rim 2 timeline that could practically dance, they might not be able to gain the upper hand against those smaller mechs.
Therefore, the best way to deal with these War Machine is naturally to create War Machine just like everyone else's!
He spent a long time grinding to get the blueprints for the [ Mecha Factory ] special building...