Apocalyptic Disaster: I Hoard Billions in Supplies and Kill the Saint

125: Chapter 125 The big rural stoveAs the last mutant zombie roared and fell.

Zhao Wei spat out a mouthful of blood and flicked his gun: ’Done.’

Zhang Tianjin sheathed his battle axe and chuckled: ’Too slow, Old Zhao.’

Sun Hao cleaned his firearm while quietly tallying the ammunition consumption.

Lin Xiao’s cold figure stood beside a corpse, already beginning to extract the crystal cores.

And Ye Nanxing, carrying her blood-stained long blade, slowly sheathed it.

Her gaze remained calm, and her voice, though not loud, cut through the wind and snow: ’Start the harvest.’

The entire abandoned village was a tapestry of blood and cold, like a battlefield of the Apocalypse.

Shen Qingyan calmly directed the logistics team, leading everyone to quickly pack up the crystal cores and zombie skins.

Her movements were swift, her instructions precise, and she showed absolutely no unnecessary emotion.

Although she didn’t know why they needed to peel the zombie skins, if Nanxing told her to do it, she would.

There was no need to ask, and no need to question.

Lin Wanru was on the other side, directing the medical team to treat the soldiers who occasionally suffered cuts or scrapes.

Although the team cooperated closely during battle, accidents were inevitable in such extreme environments.

She knelt on the ground, carefully stitching up a small cut on a patrolman’s hand, her eyes bright and focused.

[Protect every one of our own.] This was the only thought in her mind at that moment.

Zhou Cheng stood on a high ground in the distance, scanning the entire situation with cold eyes, his tactical tablet flashing with various data.

He was remotely coordinating the surrounding area, strictly guarding against zombie reinforcements.

No one knew what kind of sharpness was hidden in his eyes.

But everyone knew that as long as Zhou Cheng was there, there was no chance of their retreat being compromised.

As for the other members of the squad—such as the patrolmen, logistics team members, supply officers, and medical assistants.

Although they didn’t understand why they had to do this, no one spoke out of turn.

Everyone simply suppressed their doubts and silently executed every order.

Someone muttered in a low voice: ’Why are we peeling so much skin?’ ’The base isn’t planning to open a fur factory...’

Some felt confused, but still chopped the zombie shoulder and back meat, cleanly and efficiently.

More people silently gritted their teeth, swallowed their disgust, and continued their work.

Because they knew—being able to stand here, being alive, and being able to hold weapons and follow behind Ye Nanxing was their only hope for survival.

The flash of blades, the glow of fire, and the glint of blood were all swallowed by the wind and snow.

By the time the last mutant zombie fell to the ground, the entire abandoned village had completely—fallen into deathly silence!

In the overwhelming white snow, more than a dozen preservation boxes were piled high with high-energy crystal cores!

There was also a hill-like pile of clean zombie skins, neatly stacked, waiting for the next step of processing.

The air was filled with a blend of metallic blood and cold killing intent. Everyone stood in the wind and snow, their faces weathered by the elements, but in their eyes was—a light of stability.

Ye Nanxing raised her hand and pulled out five giant iron pots from her space in quick succession—this was the exact same rugged, heavy equipment they had used previously at the Phoenix City rooftop Shelter!

The five pots were lined up, looking as if an alchemist of the Apocalypse was about to perform a ritual!

Zhang Tianjin, Zhou Cheng, Sun Hao, Zhao Wei, and Lin Wanru stood to the side, calm and composed, skillfully helping to set up the temporary stands and arrange the fuel.

—They had already seen it once. They were long immune to what was happening before their eyes.

Zhao Wei even couldn’t help but mutter while moving the pots: ’Same old recipe, same old taste. Hurry up and flow out those clothes!’

But! The others who were seeing this scene for the first time—were! Completely! Shocked!

The base’s newly promoted elites and the carefully selected support team from the logistics group had their eyes nearly popping out of their heads!

’W-what is this...’

’Pots?!’

’Are we cooking?! Are we boiling crystal cores?!?’

’Sister Nan, don’t tell me... she’s stewing zombies?’

They were stunned, their hearts pounding wildly, completely unable to understand this operation that looked like a ’rustic village stove’ but was actually bizarrely sacred!

As Ye Nanxing poured in the spiritual spring water—the five giant iron pots resonated with a boom!

The viscous and eerie zombie skins and crystal cores were thrown into the boiling spiritual spring liquid, and instantly—a clean, warm mist with a strange fragrance rose into the air!

The air temperature seemed to rise instantly, everyone’s breathing slowed unconsciously, and their blood began to boil faster!

The newcomers’ faces were filled with: disbelief, shock, confusion, and awe!

Some people’s legs went weak, and they sat down on the ground, almost crying out!

’Holy crap... what kind of technology is this?!?’

’How is it possible... that zombie skin can be boiled into this?!?’

’There’s this kind of operation in the Apocalypse?! Have we been living in vain all these years?!?’

’This isn’t something a human can do! This is a miracle!!!’

’Following Captain Ye, we really can survive...!!’

Five giant pots, spiritual spring water boiling! The zombie skins and crystal cores slowly melted in the flames and spiritual energy, the viscous liquid gradually clarified, emitting a faint, ethereal fragrance.

As time passed, the color of the liquid turned into a pure, translucent milky white, like a stream of spiritual spring water!

Once each pot was finished, Ye Nanxing took out the prepared combat uniforms from her space—they were the thinnest, full-coverage combat suits, light in texture, yet capable of covering all vital points of the body.

Each piece of clothing was soaked in the spiritual spring liquid, and under the shocked gaze of everyone, it slowly absorbed and fused with it!

There seemed to be no change on the surface, but those who held it could clearly feel—a completely different sense of weight: as light as nothing, yet it seemed to insulate them from the entire cold winter and deathly silence!

The sky grew slightly bright. The fire gradually died out, and the air was filled with a scorching and pure aura.

In front of the five giant pots, Ye Nanxing, with a calm expression, slowly folded the last set of refined combat uniforms.

The results of the night’s refinement: Standard high-grade thermal underwear: 116 sets!

The large team lined up neatly.

Except for the five—Zhao Wei, Zhang Tianjin, Sun Hao, Zhou Cheng, and Lin Wanru—who already possessed custom-made thermal underwear back at Phoenix City.

The remaining 35 people who had come out to fight stared nakedly at the sets of combat uniforms emitting a faint light.

In their eyes—was uncontrollable excitement, shock, and fanaticism!

Everyone’s breathing involuntarily quickened!

In the crowd, Lin Xiao was the first to be called by name.

When Ye Nanxing personally handed the shimmering combat uniform to him—this usually calm and steady youth felt his fingers tremble slightly.

The moment he took the clothes, it was as if he were holding the hope of an entire world.

The fabric was light, the temperature stable, like a second skin custom-made for survivors of the Apocalypse.

Lin Xiao’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his eyes slightly hot.

[This is... armor truly prepared for warriors.]

[Not cold orders, not cheap promises.]

[It is the confidence to survive, the qualification to go head-to-head with the wind and snow.]

He took a deep breath, his eyes becoming incomparably sharp and firm.

At this moment, the eyes of the others were full of stars.

’Is... is this the equipment Captain Ye refined?’

’It can maintain a constant temperature of 30 degrees even at minus 70 degrees?!? And it’s also knife-proof, gun-proof, and protects against mental attacks?!?’

’Am... am I really still alive in the Apocalypse? I can actually wear this kind of equipment?!?’

’It’s so damn... so damn dreamy!!!’

Many people were so excited their throats went hoarse, some even secretly wiping the corners of their eyes—in the Apocalypse, a piece of thermal underwear that can save your life is a life itself!

And Ye Nanxing had forcefully given them a future.

There was no excessive ceremony during the distribution.

Ye Nanxing simply stood on the high platform, her gaze steady, scanning the crowd:

’Those who have received it—from today on, you do not just live for yourselves.’

’—You are also a part of Tianlang Mountain.’

’Traitors, those who fail, those who leave their posts without authorization—will be permanently expelled and shall never wear this clothing again!’

’Remember.’

’This is not clothing.’

’This is armor.’

’It is—your life.’