Live Survival, but Start with Attack on Titan

Carefully kneading this unknown "object", the mudstone looked extremely serious.

Only when it shrank to half its original size did the mudstone put it back on the conveyor belt to the next instrument...

Not long after——

A piece of shining red gold was spit out again.

How did you do that?

【magic】

[Pinch it twice and it's done? Why can't the machine do it itself? 】

[Crouching Dragon and Phoenix: Something is not right..]

This instrument is completely beyond the common sense of physics and should require more than just two kneadings in the physical sense.

Something I must say...

It's more like those two 'kneadings' took away something else...

And this process must involve the participation of "people".

[Wolongfengchu: Maybe it absorbed something, like spiritual energy? Or mood?]

"The system won't cause any harm to the workers, right?"

Seeing the doubts in the comments, An He was also a little worried.

[—Please be at ease, host. You will be fully recovered after taking a proper rest in the dormitory. There will be no harm to your health—]

'All right. ’

Having confirmed this, Anhe didn't want to think about anything else.

In short, this thing must have its own operating logic.

But it cannot be understood, let alone replicated.

Anhe is good as long as you know how to use it.

"Ha... I don't understand..."

Covering his head, Mudstone looked a little haggard.

I don't know if it's because she was tired from all the work in the dormitory, and now she's trying so hard to think...

She suddenly felt very tired. Both physically and mentally...

"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the dormitory and rest."

An He did not intend to tell everyone the secret of 'creating red gold out of thin air'.

Although dormitory components seem to have the mysterious ability to "increase a sense of belonging".

But...it's better to protect the secret.

Although most of the radical members have left, there are still a few left who are...

"Ms. Mudstone, please don't tell anyone else about this."

Putting the red gold back into the instrument, An He knew very well that these things would be transported directly to a secret area in the warehouse.

The red gold cannot be taken out unless someone is granted control authority.

"Our members will work here, but it's better not to let them know what the final product is and how it's sold."

"...I understand."

Either way, this is bizarre...

This doctor has too many secrets, and Mudstone knows that he should at least be wary.

In fact, I just came to the Reunion Movement, but I was able to be confided in by the doctor and told such a secret...

The Sarkaz girl was already flattered.

Simultaneously.

She will never let down this trust.

"After all, the Integration Movement came from all sorts of places and went through all sorts of hardships..."

With a sigh, An He had no choice but to do this.

You can't expect someone who has trouble surviving to follow ethics and morality...

Having actually experienced the pain, I am even more unwilling to return to that terrible state.

An He is well aware that most of the members who remain in the Integration Movement trust and respect him.

But as long as someone has evil thoughts...

Such a huge secret deserves a good price...

[It was supposed to be kept secret, there's nothing much to say]

[More than 800 people, more than 800 people with sharp eyes, you have to be on guard]

How could I tell such a secret to others?

"I know."

Having seen countless betrayals on this land... Mudstone certainly understands the Doctor.

Even...if he doesn't do that, but makes the secret public.

On the contrary...he looks more like a pitifully naive fool.

[Dynasty: Confidentiality must be kept, but one must be sincere in front of subordinates]

[Dynasty: If we don’t do this, how can we establish our image? ]

[Kafka's sweetheart: An-chan was just talking nicely, and your speculation seems very utilitarian]

[Dynasty: ...Sorry, I just subconsciously...]

[Want to be Ganyu's dog: To be honest, An-chan is a very good person, no need to worry about this]

[Great Onmyoji: I can be considered to have ‘grown up’ watching the anchor, haha]

[Long Aotian: Deemed a naive and hardworking little fool]

"I will tell some members the secrets of the ship."

A few old people who came with him, those very few companions that Anhe could trust.

These members will become the senior management of the ship, responsible for controlling the integration movement, trading with other forces, and maintaining everything running after Anhe leaves.

And now there are more than 800 people.

If you can go all the way...

If mobile cities can be built in the future.

They will also become veterans...

"We will be the hope of the infected, Mudrock."

"In order to relieve those poor people from their suffering..."

"for..."

"Change this wrong world."

An He stretched out his hand with an extremely solemn expression.

"...I see."

Holding the outstretched hand tightly, Mudstone's eyes were full of determination:

"Thank you for your trust, doctor."

"I will be your shield and protect your wishes!"

at the same time...

Everything a doctor could want.

That will also be the future she looks forward to...

And now doing this.

We are undoubtedly on the right and hopeful path!

......

Chapter 101: Silver Gray's Wavering

Half a month passed in a hurry.

There is only one month left before An He leaves.

Every day, the ship is moving at full speed.

With the control center (which also serves as a part-time repair and maintenance center), Anhe can understand the current status of the ship by monitoring the components in his mind.

Except when it is necessary to stop for rest to prevent damage to the ship.

Every minute and every second, the land ship with a planned route is moving forward on this desolate land.

"This way... there is a chance... to arrive in a month..."

Guarding the cab, Wendigo looked down at his 'son-in-law' beside him.

Froststar told the father about the time when the doctor might leave again.

And through countless training and fights, I have already understood what kind of person a doctor is.

Bozhuocasti, no need to communicate more with the doctor.

If it's not necessary, this kid won't let go of the people he cares about...

As soon as the 'mission' is completed.

He will eventually return to the integration movement as quickly as possible.

"Well, please."

The cab has always been manned by the most elite shield guards, and An He only needs to determine the destination and never needs to worry about anything else.

"How did the other kids...react?"

"I didn't tell them the news."

Scratching his head, Anhe didn't know how to face the crying Ino.

If Mephistopheles were to start crying, Faust would be in a state of panic.

"When the time comes, just say I have an important matter to deal with."

He will leave enough potions before leaving. This time, Anhe’s points are more than enough.

"Yeah... okay."

......

"Ahem... I will now report a short news report."

Guarding the control center, Mephisto adjusted the bow tie on his collar with a slightly proud expression.

Ino, who is responsible for broadcast scheduling and occasionally singing, has become a person who brings joy to the Integration Movement.

Also in the command center are Froststar, Faust, Broken Bones (Alex) and other former cadres...

They are the only ones who know the secrets of this ship.

I also understand how much resources this terrible behemoth produces every day...

An ordinary infected person cannot easily complete the work of a piece of red gold like Miss Mudstone.

but!

Under the eight-hour work schedule prescribed by the doctor...

An infected person can produce an average of twenty pieces of red gold per day!