Chapter 858 - 830: The Future Lies Beneath the Sea

"Current population: 136,000 people."

These heavy words filled Chen Feng's vision.

According to the information, there used to be a city around here, but when the disaster struck, the water levels rose crazily, and this massive city was submerged by the sea. Homes were destroyed, civilization was buried, and humanity's so-called glory, in the face of this evil power, was like a child confronting a thug, having no power to fight back at all.

And at this moment of despair, Pang Mu appeared out of nowhere. Although the city was destroyed, because it was a coastal city, countless ships were left behind, and Pang Mu relied on these ships to rise from adversity, building a force of his own.

Regardless of whether Pang Mu was a madman, the key to these tens of thousands of people surviving is precisely because of him.

"Lightning and rain, all are blessings from heaven."

In this dark age where human rights generally don't exist, Pang Mu merely treated the survivors as game characters, hardly qualifying as a villain.

Compared to Pang Mu, those tyrants who treated people like pigs or dogs, wantonly insulting and tormenting them, were not uncommon in this world.

But the blame lay on Pang Mu because he harbored killing intent toward me, which caused the altar to take a keen interest. For Chen Feng, any of these reasons would justify the opponent's death!

"To the victor, the spoils", there's nothing more to say about it. If Chen Feng were to die in battle, the grand Order would be leaderless. It might then fragment into smaller factions or even be directly occupied by an emergent strongman, becoming their feast.

Chen Feng looked carefully. Aside from the ordinary population, there were over four hundred professionals. There weren't this many professionals initially, but due to the second energy storm sweeping through the land, some bodies experienced mutations and completed their awakening.

Pang Mu was dead, the giant whale was subdued, and there were still three Golden Tier professionals. In addition, there were some silver or bronze tiers.

"You all did very well." Chen Feng closed the information and said to the person in front of him.

"Suppress a group, support another."

Chen Feng's aim was not to allow them to unite as one but also not to have them act independently, because once the power structure starts operating, it would be incredibly troublesome.

Therefore, over these few days, he promoted a professional, aged fifty-four, whose strength was no small matter, being one of the three Golden Tier powerhouses of Sea God's Residence.

However, the power he mastered was not offensive; his enhancement focused on gathering energy into an energy shield, which could be overlaid on himself or his comrades.

Auxiliary professional?

An auxiliary professional who could stand out among hundreds of professionals was originally a symbol of strength.

Chen Feng had experimented. The energy shield condensed by the opponent could only be broken after Wei Xun's full attack for one minute, and the opponent could condense a defensive shield in twenty seconds on the battlefield until his energy was exhausted.

A very good ability. Although in the eyes of a master like Chen Feng, such an energy shield isn't much stronger than an eggshell, on a regular battlefield, it could still play a significant role.

In addition, the person was a company manager in peacetime, with a certain ability to grasp the big picture, so Chen Feng valued him and appointed him as the interim manager of this force.

Zhao Qiangdong, just the name, already fits a successful person.

"Your Excellency flatters us; this is what we should do." Perhaps because Chen Feng's previous image left a deep imprint, even though no random killings occurred during this time, Zhao Qiangdong still felt a bit uneasy.

The so-called experience and knowledge are instantly rendered worthless in the face of absolute power.

"How is the preparation of the supplies?" Chen Feng threw out another question.

Zhao Qiangdong took out a form again, detailing the storage of resources for the force, relying on the mountain if near mountains, relying on the sea if near the sea.

This has been an eternal truth throughout history.

Sea God's Residence was established on the sea. With fish and shrimp supplies, there naturally wouldn't be a large-scale famine.

However...

The survivors' food is also limited to fish and shrimp.

Those so-called hairy crabs have become ordinary people's three meals a day, especially in the case of mutations; a single crab might be enough for a family's three meals.

This is a sarcastic, contradictory era where many luxuries from peacetime have become useless things in abundance.

And those things typically overlooked, in contrast, have become sought-after resources.

Like those canned goods in supermarkets—seen as garbage by affluent people, who believed they lacked hygiene and nutrition.

But now, things are different. The city has collapsed, factories have closed, and so-called canned goods have become limited editions, being consumed with every can opened.

Instead, high-end seafood delicacies that everyone once admired have become daily staple foods.

Only after losing do we understand the value, whether concerning people or things, such is the case with everything in this world.

Many times, when people chase after so-called canned goods and snacks, it isn't for the pleasure of taste, but more so from a desire to relive all that was beautiful before the apocalypse.

Compared to animals, humans always need more memories to fill their lives.

Sea God's Residence used to have boats specifically for drying fish and shrimp. With hundreds of tons of finished products alone, supporting tens of thousands of people is naturally not a big issue.

However, everyone is aware that compared to the inexhaustible food chain of fish and shrimp, the real resources are still those products left from the peacetime.

Canned goods, snacks, rice, white flour, and even many seasonings have become unusual rare items.

Chen Feng finished reading the inventory. Compared to his previous interest in the population, his face was expressionless at this moment, with no sign of happiness whatsoever.

Zhao Qiangdong stood anxiously by the side. He wasn't sure what Chen Feng was thinking, wanting to ask, but afraid of arousing displeasure, so he just stood there stupidly.

"You all have worked hard during this time; you can divide two-tenths of these resources among yourselves, use three-tenths to appease the public, and store the rest in sealed packages. No one is allowed to touch them." Chen Feng opened his mouth and said.

"Uh..." Zhao Qiangdong thought he heard wrong, looking a bit bewildered.

"Did you not hear me clearly?" Chen Feng frowned slightly.

"No! I heard clearly, thank you for Your Excellency's generosity!" Seeing Chen Feng getting angry, Zhao Qiangdong realized he hadn't heard wrong.

Allocating two-tenths of the resources of a force to a few people could already be considered astronomical, so when Zhao Qiangdong initially heard it, he thought he might have misheard.

Generous, at least he is willing to share some of the soup with his subordinates.

Zhao Qiangdong gained some new understanding of Chen Feng.

For other invaders, population and resources are the main targets of plunder.

But Order is prosperous because Chen Feng has placed great importance on food, having been proactive in plant mutation and improvement from a long time ago. Therefore, Order has long since relieved itself of this pressure.

"By the way, when Pang Mu was commanding here, did he have any plans for the Sea God's Residence? Or were there any peculiar places?" Chen Feng seemed to recall something and asked.

"Plans? Peculiar places?" Zhao Qiangdong calmed his mood and started to think.

"Pang Mu wasn't particularly focused on the Sea God's Residence; most of the time, he just treated it as a playground. Many rules came up suddenly and were directly enacted, with no specific plans, except..."

"Except what?" Chen Feng asked.

Zhao Qiangdong thought for a moment and said, "But a few times when he drank too much, he mentioned something, what was it? Oh, he said... our future is under the sea!"