Pretending to be a genius starts with the civilization advancement assessment.

Chapter 95: The arrival of the envoy from Xia astonishes the allied nations.

Fourteen days passed in the blink of an eye amidst the tense yet orderly preparations and waiting.

During this period, the Helu City settlement was like a finely wound clock, with each component operating efficiently.

The troops completed a new round of ammunition replenishment and stockpiled enough supplies to support continuous high-intensity combat; the training camp site was renovated in the old department store and surrounding area, and the necessary training facilities and student dormitories were in place.

The crucial "Vortex-I Deep Space Energy Condensation Instrument" has also been carefully installed and debugged by the technicians, and is ready to be activated after the camp opens.

The first batch of 800 trainees selected from all over the country have arrived and been properly settled.

Among them were soldiers, students, workers, and farmers, of different ages and backgrounds, but all of them had the same burning desire and expectation in their eyes.

Their arrival added a touch of vibrancy and energy to the settlement.

Even more noteworthy is that foreign missions, passing through the gaps, also arrived at this city, which now holds immense significance for the survivors of Earth.

Tomorrow marks the official opening of the "Dongfeng Training Camp".

In the afternoon, the roar of propellers came from the horizon, growing louder as it approached.

A transport helicopter painted with the Union Jack, escorted by two Xia Army armed helicopters, cautiously landed on a temporary helicopter landing pad cleared outside the Helu City settlement.

The cabin door opened, and a 15-member British delegation stepped onto this land.

The leader was an elderly man around sixty years old, dressed neatly with his hair combed meticulously.

He was Sir Howard, the diplomatic chief of the mission.

Behind him followed a young couple; the man was tall and sharp-eyed, named Adams; the woman had a striking face and a calm demeanor, named Elizabeth.

They were two trainees selected from among many in England to audit classes at the Dongfeng Training Camp.

In addition, the delegation included a serious-looking military attaché, two bespectacled scholars, and several necessary security and entourage personnel.

A staff member from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Xia and a translator were already waiting nearby, smiling as they came forward to greet them.

"Welcome to Crane City, Sir Howard. You must be tired from your journey." The staff member's tone was polite and attentive.

"Thank you for your hospitality. It has been a truly impressive journey," Sir Howard said with a slight nod in fluent Xia Mandarin.

He tried to appear calm, but the barely concealed shock deep in his eyes betrayed his true feelings upon arriving here.

The impact was already intense when viewed from the air.

But when you actually set foot in this massive survivor fortress, the unique atmosphere of the combination of post-apocalyptic ruins and tenacious vitality becomes more apparent.

What met the eye was not the desolate and hopeless scene one might have imagined.

Although most of the buildings were dilapidated and temporary tents and makeshift houses could be seen on the streets, the entire settlement exuded an unusually busy yet orderly atmosphere.

Soldiers patrolled with firm steps; volunteers busily distributed supplies and assisted with construction; and some children could even be seen running and playing in relatively safe open spaces.

While their faces showed weariness and the marks of time, they also displayed a deep focus on the present moment and an indescribable tenacity as they struggled toward hope.

The scholar in charge of recording in the delegation subconsciously raised his portable video camera almost as soon as he got off the plane, carefully capturing everything.

What he saw was not a desperate survivor, but a survival community that had quickly organized and functioned efficiently in the face of disaster.

Just then, a faint whooshing sound swept past overhead.

Adams and Elizabeth looked up at almost the same time, alert.

A sleek, silver-gray spherical aircraft glided silently across the sky at an incredible speed, disappearing into the background of distant ruins in the blink of an eye.

"That is.?"

Adams couldn't help but gasp softly, his eyes filled with curiosity and astonishment.

The shape and movement of that aircraft completely exceeded his understanding of existing aircraft.

Following his gaze, Xia Fang's staff member revealed a natural sense of pride and explained calmly, "That's the 'Flowing Shadow' portable aircraft. It's the mode of transportation used by Chief Instructor Lin for his daily patrols."

“Chief Instructor Lin, that’s him,” Elizabeth replied, her tone confirming.

“Yes,” the staff member nodded affirmatively, “it is indeed Lin Yi, the strongest person on Blue Star. He goes out every day to clear out the elite abyss beasts in the area surrounding the settlement to ensure our safety.”

“Daily Patrol,” Adams murmured, exchanging a glance with Elizabeth, both seeing unbelievable shock in each other’s eyes.

To regard venturing into perilous ruins to wipe out monsters as a "hunting expedition"—what strength and confidence that must be!

Sir Howard remained silent, simply turning his gaze away from the sky, his eyes behind his glasses growing even more profound. That fleeting glance, and that understated explanation, gave him a more concrete and chilling understanding of the power possessed by the Xia Kingdom.

They then followed the staff into the settlement.

Along the way, what we saw more often was the scene of active reconstruction.

Damaged buildings are being reinforced, new fortifications are being constructed, and some small workshops have even resumed production, with the clanging and hammering sounds filling the air.

The staff explained to them, "Since the destruction of Nest No. 3, the safety of the Deer Cry area where we are now has been greatly guaranteed. Currently, the buildings within a two-kilometer radius of the training camp have been basically cleared and reinforced, and are being put into use one after another. The restoration work of the entire Deer Cry area is also progressing step by step."

He pointed to a large building in the distance that appeared to be being renovated: "Like that former entertainment center, we plan to turn it into a permanent residential area to house survivors whose homes have been taken over by mid-level or higher hives, or who are homeless. After all, we can't keep having everyone living in tents forever."

At this moment, a younger member of the delegation seemed to have thought of something and muttered under his breath, "These buildings and land were originally private property, weren't they? This kind of expropriation..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sir Howard, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around, glared at him sternly, his gaze sharp as a knife, instantly silencing the attendant, who awkwardly lowered his head.

The knight rebuked him in barely audible English: "Get rid of your outdated thinking! Look around, it's utterly foolish to be discussing this now!"

Faced with survival, the old-fashioned concept of property rights seems so pale and laughable.

More importantly, questioning the host's decisions on someone else's turf is undoubtedly an extremely rude and unwise act.

The staff seemed oblivious to the little incident and calmly guided them to a hotel not far from Hongfulou.

The hotel had clearly been carefully maintained. Although the exterior bore the marks of time and the scars of disaster, the interior was clean and tidy, and all basic functions were complete.

"Please rest here for now. The opening ceremony will be held tomorrow morning, and we will have someone guide you to the ceremony."

After the staff arranged the room, they politely took their leave.

However, just as Sir Howard and his entourage were about to head to their respective rooms, another group of people emerged from the other side of the hotel lobby.

Upon seeing the other person, Sir Howard paused almost imperceptibly, and a very subtle crack appeared on his usual diplomatic calm.

It was the American Mission.

There were more of them, a total of twenty people.

The leader was a middle-aged man who looked shrewd and capable, and behind him were six or seven young people of various skin colors and genders.

The two sides unexpectedly met in the lobby, and the atmosphere instantly became somewhat subtle and awkward.

Just over a month ago, when Xia Guo initially issued the global initiative to establish a coalition, the British side privately inquired about America's opinion.

At the time, America's advice was to "wait and see cautiously, and not respond for the time being."

England initially chose to refuse, based on past alliances and the ingrained trust in America's judgment.

However, after the Xia Kingdom announced the success of "Operation Dawn" and the existence of "Stardust-level" powerhouses, England, after heated debate, finally decided to change its strategy and actively respond to the Xia Kingdom's call.

And this time, they didn't ask America's opinion again—they subconsciously assumed she would still refuse.

To everyone's surprise, America not only came, but also sent a larger delegation, and it seemed that she had secured more seats for observers.

Sir Howard quickly composed himself, his face displaying just the right amount of surprise and enthusiasm: "Oh! Mr. Williams, I never expected to meet you here!"

Mr. Williams, the head of the American Mission and a seasoned diplomat, instantly broke into a flawless smile: "Sir Howard! This is a wonderful surprise. It seems we have both made the same wise choice for the future of humanity."

The two quickly stepped forward and shook hands warmly, as if they had met at an international summit in a peaceful era, rather than in the cramped lobby of a post-apocalyptic motel.

"Of course, of course, in the face of a common threat, unity is the only option."

Sir Howard smiled and agreed, but his gaze inadvertently swept over the six or seven young faces behind the other man. “Your country is truly full of talented people.”

"Likewise, your two young talents are also quite remarkable."

Williams laughed in response, glancing at Adams and Elizabeth in return.

The two exchanged a few more insincere pleasantries, asking each other pointless questions such as whether their journey had been smooth and what their impressions of the settlement were. Then, they tacitly said their goodbyes and led their respective people to different floors.

As soon as he was out of sight, Sir Howard's smile quickly faded. He gave a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice to the military officer beside him, "It seems everyone is in a hurry to find a new position."

The military officer nodded silently.

Meanwhile, after returning to his room, Williams whispered to his deputy, "Tell our young people to seize every opportunity. Times have changed; this is where the future lies."

(End of this chapter)