My Post-Apocalyptic Territory

Peng Bo patted his head, not caring at all.

He was used to this kind of thing; it had become second nature, so it wasn't a big deal. He was on his way to the construction site. According to the person in charge of the shelter, as long as he worked hard, he could eat his fill, and there would even be meat to eat.

Despite being an Awakened One, and possessing the ability to manipulate sand and gravel to form armor, only he knows how miserable his life has been these past few days.

He was strong enough to fight against the demonized beasts and even found a lot of food, but he also consumed a lot of energy.

He was a foodie to begin with, and his appetite has increased even more since he awakened. He hasn't had a full meal in a long time, and when he heard that there would be plenty of food and meat, his mouth watered.

At this point, a survivor approached him.

"What? You have something to talk about? Okay, let's talk business. Why do we have to go to the grove of trees over there?!"

Peng Bo originally refused, saying that you can't just go to the woods whenever you want.

After the man whispered something to him, he followed him to a small grove of trees to discuss some important matters that would allow him to obtain more food.

"Help you? And then you can get more food from the shelter?"

But the shelter has already promised to provide plenty of food.

"What? You're saying that a person with special abilities, of noble status, can't just do whatever they're told... That makes some sense."

After discussions.

When Peng Bo walked out of the grove alone, his head was still spinning and he was walking unsteadily.

What the man said made some sense, especially the temptation of the food, which made it hard for him to find a reason to refuse. However, he still felt that something was wrong.

Dry?

Not doing it?

Peng Bo was conflicted.

Unconsciously, he walked further and further away.

Suddenly, a loud roar rang out, startling him.

"Is it a demonic beast?"

He scanned his surroundings, adopting a wary stance. The surrounding sand and gravel had already begun to swirl, ready to cover the direction he intended at any moment.

The roar rang out again. This time, Peng Bo heard it clearly. The source of the sound was some distance away from him. He thought for a moment, then cautiously went forward, hid behind a building, and peered into the direction from which the roar came.

"That is..."

A demonic beast with sharp horns on its head, thick hooves, and protrusions on its ribs appeared before him.

This mutated beast was at least as big as an armored vehicle. Even from a distance, it exuded a strong sense of oppression, making it difficult for Peng Bo to breathe.

"Such a terrifying demonic beast, even with my sand and stone armor, I wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow from it."

He couldn't afford to mess with this mutated beast. Although it wasn't far from the shelter and the beast might harm other survivors, he knew his place. Rather than going up there to his death, he'd better quickly tell the shelter's management. Whether they could resolve the situation was their problem.

Peng Bo had already begun to consider resigning, but suddenly his gaze sharpened.

He saw that the terrifying demonic beast seemed to be... retreating?!

How is that possible!

At that moment, he noticed that in front of the demonized beast was a warrior wearing armor and holding a long sword.

This person was originally quite burly, but standing in front of the demonized beast, he appeared incredibly small. It was this tiny human who forced the demonized beast to retreat repeatedly.

This was the first time he had ever heard of a demonic beast retreating!

next moment.

The demonic beast seems to be enraged!

A strong wind whipped up, lashing against the surrounding buildings and leaving mottled scratches. Some of the more fragile buildings shattered like blocks of tofu under the onslaught of the wind!

Peng Bo's eyes widened, and he involuntarily took a step back.

He had heard a rumor that some of the demonized beasts could use special abilities, just like the ability users among the awakened ones.

This type of demonic beast is even more powerful! Even more bizarre! Even more terrifying!

The creature before us was, without a doubt, a demonic beast capable of wielding wind blades.

Peng Bo stared intently ahead, his clenched palms already covered in sweat!

Then, something happened that left him speechless.

The Awakened One, clad in armor, stood firm against the razor-sharp wind. The wind blades cut into the dark armor, yet not even leaving a scratch.

The awakened one seemed impatient and lunged forward, raising his massive sword and slashing down fiercely.

The sound of the greatsword tearing through the air was even more ferocious than the gale created by the demonic beast's abilities.

The mere sound of the wind made his eardrums go numb.

Peng Bo covered his ears and stared intently at the chaotic battlefield, and then he saw...

A streak of blood shot up from the demonized beast, splashing onto the ground and even creating small craters!

"Wait, wait, wait!!"

The battle was intense, even breaching a nearby building, but it came swiftly and ended just as quickly.

Peng Bo walked back, his mind even more confused.

That scene—the armored warrior standing beside the demonized beast, sword in hand—was deeply etched in his mind, an image of invincibility!

Coming to his senses, he recalled the business deal he had hesitated over earlier: negotiating with the shelter? Demanding a more prestigious status? A person with superpowers should at least be on equal footing with the shelter's director.

To hell with all that girly stuff!

With such a formidable person, he still wants to negotiate with the shelter? Although he's a bit simple-minded... no, he's just a bit straightforward, but he's neither stupid nor foolish. How could he possibly help those people with this deal?

Negotiating terms? Forget about it, you might as well just go to bed!

He didn't care what plans those people had. Instead of wasting time causing trouble, he'd rather do more work and have a good meal at night. That would be great.

…………

The next day, early in the morning.

The shelter did not assign jobs to the survivors, and many survivors gathered in twos and threes at the small square to wait.

Many people are so familiar with the contents of the notice board that they can recite them by heart. For most survivors, every single item on it may be related to their future survival and future benefits. Survivors have already analyzed each item one by one.

Most people had already made up their minds.

For them, making such a decision was not difficult; it was just a process. However, the benefits were better, and most people were happy.

However, among the survivors, there were a few whose expressions shifted between uncertainty and uncertainty. They seemed preoccupied, yet suddenly revealed expressions of excitement, as if they were thrilled by some goal they were about to achieve.

Ding Qiang hid in the crowd, glancing out of the corner of his eye to see the several awakened individuals who had plotted the previous night, all of whom were ready.

The group exchanged tacit hand gestures and revealed knowing smiles.

Ding Qiang's eyes searched around and finally found Peng Bo in a corner. Sure enough, there was no one around. The survivors were all far away from him. Ding Qiang looked at the ferocious smile on Peng Bo's face and felt satisfied.

As expected, Peng Bo was also very dissatisfied, otherwise why would he be laughing so ferociously?

With Peng Bo, an ability user, checking and balancing the shelter director, his confidence rose from 70% to 90%.

It's all set!

Not long after.

Two survivors from the villa area carried over a writing desk and placed it with a clatter near the notice board on one side of the city gate.

Chen Haiping stood by the table, holding paper and pen, looking at the nearly one hundred survivors present.

In just a few days, the shelter went from nothing to something, from just a few people to hundreds of survivors, and from a scene of utter chaos to a completely cleaned-up resort...

Even if he only played a minor role in it, Chen Haiping was still proud.

He personally watched this shelter being built, bit by bit, and he believes it will grow even better in the future, becoming a true shelter, or even a medium-sized or large shelter.

This may seem like a pipe dream, but Chen Haiping felt that it wasn't impossible.

His confidence did not come from himself, but from Director Tang.

They cleared out the surrounding demonic beasts.

This ensured the food supply to the shelters.

They can even build a magnificent city wall in just a few breaths!

Such a shelter is a beacon of hope in this land that is now filled with despair.

Chen Haiping felt fortunate to be a member of this shelter, and even one of its founding members, to have personally witnessed its construction.

But he also knew that the development of a shelter faced far more challenges than these. In addition to the two thorny issues of mutated beasts and food, other problems that were not serious, when magnified to the level of the shelter, could not be taken lightly.

Now, he needs to deal with the immediate problems first, hoping that after the shelter's restructuring today, some of the parasites can be eliminated.