Zhang Hao was consumed by jealousy, his eyes bloodshot. He was the one who should have received the mission reward!

You can make any demands to Dragon City! Think about it, what does that mean in an oxygen-deficient post-apocalyptic world?

He stared intently at Cheng Zhen, as if he wanted to burn a hole in his face.

Cheng Zhen could certainly sense his emotional fluctuations, and with a disdainful smirk, he said to the robot messenger, "I have 1,000 tons of bamboo, a lot of it. Where should I put it?"

The robot messenger pressed some button on its body, and immediately dropped a net from the helicopter. Underneath the net was a large square iron plate with an electronic measuring device in the middle.

Cheng Zhen made a gesture behind him, and immediately an ordinary-looking man stepped out.

He stood before the net and, in full view of everyone, slowly released the bamboo from the space.

Cheng Zhen specifically asked him to collect 1,000 tons of bamboo, and the rest of the excess was stored in Jiang Wan's tree hole space, with about 3,000 tons remaining.

This net can hold a maximum of ten tons, and they had to fill it 100 times to deliver all 1,000 tons of bamboo.

Long Wanzhi and his group were very excited because they could now live independently outside of Zhusha City and no longer had to worry about the people of Zhusha City secretly using the mutated zombie virus to wipe them all out without a trace.

Unless there is a major natural disaster that causes a city to perish, if a city suddenly disappears, the authorities of Longcheng will definitely investigate the cause.

Those with superpowers naturally didn't need to fear the Cinnabar City's underhanded tactics, but the majority of the victims were innocent civilians. They were unarmed and physically weak, and even with the little sister-in-law's miraculous medicine, they couldn't withstand repeated sabotage.

However, this doesn't mean that once they become independent, they can completely stop worrying and taking precautions.

Only Cheng Zhen stared intently at the helicopter, lost in thought.

Can this helicopter carry 1,000 tons of cargo? Obviously not, but 1,000 tons of bamboo were loaded onto the helicopter right before everyone's eyes.

"Congratulations on the official establishment of Longxiang City. Please immediately elect a city lord and report to His Majesty the President."

The robot's flat voice rang out again, bringing Cheng Zhen back from his reverie.

Long Wanzhi, Yu Fen, and the others looked at each other and whispered among themselves about who they thought would be the city lord.

Cheng Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, silent. He stood between heaven and earth, detached from the world, as if all the discussions behind him were irrelevant to him, and he didn't care at all who would become the city lord.

On the contrary, the people from Zhusha City were quite agitated, especially Zhang Hao, who couldn't help but speak up:

"How can the lord of a city be a child's play? It's impossible to elect one in such a hurry. Your Excellency must be busy with other matters, right? Why don't you go first, and I'll report to His Majesty the President after they have elected the lord?"

Yu Fen had a fiery temper, and he immediately got angry when he heard this. Without waiting for the robot to say anything, he retorted, "What does the city lord of our Longxiang City have to do with your Zhusha City?"

Zhang Hao's face twisted in pain; he tried his best to control himself, but his lips twitched involuntarily. He didn't argue with Yu Fen, but simply looked at the robot messenger:

"After all, they are now living in Zhusha City. Longxiang City and our Zhusha City are neighbors and even share a city wall. Moreover, our Zhusha City is the leading city among the southern cities. Such an important matter as the election of the city lord is naturally related to our Zhusha City."

The robot messenger looked at him, then at Cheng Zhen. They didn't express any opinions, seemingly uninvolved in their positions. It simply observed everyone's reactions carefully from the sidelines, and only wanted one answer: who was the lord of Longxiang City?

While the robot messengers were observing them, Cheng Zhen was also observing the robots.

He always felt that it was a surveillance camera, and that someone was controlling it from behind the scenes, monitoring their every move. He neither tried to mediate nor break up the fight, and he didn't even offer any opinions.

Cheng Zhen had a gut feeling that perhaps the envoy wanted them to argue endlessly, the more chaotic the better?

"Cheng Zhen! We elect Cheng Zhen as the city lord!" Yu Fen was the first to shout, and with him leading the way, everyone who had come from Xiangcheng echoed his sentiments.

"Cheng Zhen! Cheng Zhen!"

"We elect Cheng Zhen as the city lord!"

Jiang Wan stood at the edge of the crowd, holding a child in each hand. She was deeply impressed by Cheng Zhen's prestige and influence in their hearts, yet she also felt that it was all perfectly reasonable.

Soon, under the leadership of Lung Man-chi, the people of Kowloon City elected Cheng Zhen as the city lord of Lung Heung City. Some people had different opinions, but they were all drowned out by the mainstream voices supporting Cheng Zhen.

The robot messenger looked at Cheng Zhen: "It's you? Do you have any objections?"

"Boss!" Yu Fen called out anxiously, fearing that his boss would shirk responsibility at this crucial moment.

Cheng Zhen glanced back at him, then nodded solemnly to the robot messenger: "I am Cheng Zhen, no objections."

"OK."

The next second, the robot messenger pointed to the city wall not far away, and a projection of light and shadow appeared there.

An appointment document issued by the central government of Longcheng officially appointed Cheng Zhen as the city lord of the newly established Longxiang City.

Apart from that, no other matters were mentioned.

The establishment of a city and the appointment of a city lord were completed in just a few words from the robot messenger, which was quite childish.

The people of Longxiang City were overjoyed, finally able to shed their status as refugees and settle down in one place. The people of Zhusha City were furious; the establishment of Longxiang City was a disgrace to them.

Only Cheng Zhen remained perfectly clear-headed, always feeling that there was a huge conspiracy behind all of this.

But at the moment, he didn't have the power to see through it. He accepted the mission reward Ω, thanked the robot messenger, and then left in the helicopter.

Zhang Hao wanted to walk away, but he was still angry and wanted to make them suffer. So, his gaze fell on the box of Ω-shaped rings, and he said:

“Your Longxiang City doesn’t have any forest farms, so these Ω are useless to you. Why don’t you give them to our Zhusha City first? Anyway, our Zhusha City’s forest farms can benefit all of you, and you can breathe fresh oxygen, right?”

Cheng Zhen gave him a half-smile, then reached out and handed the box of Omega to Jiang Wan.

"Lord Zhang, you are the lord of a city, surely you have a broader perspective? We agreed that once we complete the mission, the reward will be ours. Are you trying to go back on your word?"

Zhang Hao sneered: "Since City Lord Cheng refuses to help each other, then we don't need to force him. Our Zhusha City is too small, so you citizens of Longxiang City should find another place to stay!"