A glint flashed in the old man's eyes before he said, "We can't even come up with 100,000; there simply aren't that many people."

Then the old man changed his tone and said, "However, if you can wait for half a year, you might be able to gather 100,000 people."

As you know, although Guangcheng has a large population, even more people fled the city after the apocalypse.

If I send people out to search, I might be able to gather 100,000 people for you in six months.

However, since our heavy weapons and ammunition are limited, I can't make that guarantee for you.

Yuan Chuyi listened to the old man's words and asked, "How many soldiers here do we have without superpowers?"

The old man pretended to think for a moment and said, "It's probably around seventy or eighty thousand."

At this moment, Tang Yan said, "Old Liu, I was a military reporter before the apocalypse. I remember that the total number of personnel in Guangcheng was less than 40,000."

The old man blushed, a rare occurrence for him, and said, "As one gets older, one's memory deteriorates."

"Little Zhao, how many soldiers do we have around Guangcheng?"

At this moment, one of the ten men said, "Reporting to the commander, there are about 40,000 soldiers in Guangcheng, but there should be about 40,000 scattered troops around Guangcheng."

Just as Tang Yan was about to speak, Yuan Chuyi interrupted her and said, "Old Liu, I won't hide anything from you anymore. I can give you 20,000 skill books, but this time I need to take 50,000 people with me first."

The old man pretended to think and said, "The dragon and phoenix you were riding were quite nice too."

Yuan Chuyi smiled wryly and said, "Old Liu, don't even think about that, but I can give you something else."

The old man could tell from Yuan Chuyi's expression that the mount was definitely out of the question, so he asked, "Is it also a skill book?"

Yuan Chuyi shook his head and said, "It's not a skill book, but it's more valuable than a skill book."

Then he said to Xiao Zhao, "Show your arms."

Because of Liu Lao's previous orders, Xiao Zhao exposed his arm without any hesitation.

Yuan Chuyi took out a dagger from his spatial storage and pointed it at Xiao Zhao, saying, "Bear with it."

Before Xiao Zhao could even nod, Yuan Chuyi's dagger slashed a deep wound into Xiao Zhao's arm.

Yuan Chuyi teased Xiao Zhao, who was grimacing, "If it hurts, just yell. It's not shameful."

Seeing Xiao Zhao's face growing paler and paler, Yuan Chuyi quickly gestured for Old Liu to come forward and take a closer look.

Looking at the oral liquid that the young man, who was even younger than himself, handed to him, Xiao Zhao noticed in a moment that his wound had disappeared.

Everyone present stared in disbelief at Xiao Zhao's arm.

A pretty female soldier rubbed her eyes first, and then touched Xiao Zhao's arm with her hand.

Finally, Xiao Zhao said directly, "Hongxia, if you're interested in me, just say so. What's with all this touching?"

Upon hearing this, the female soldier realized her recklessness and quickly swung her arm and walked behind the others.

At this moment, Yuan Chuyi slowly spoke up and said, "What I just gave Xiao Zhao was Sun Water. Its effect is that as long as a person is not dead and still has a breath left, drinking it will immediately heal them! However, severed limbs cannot regenerate."

Xiao Zhao smacked his lips and said, "That tiny sip I just drank was a lifesaver. What a waste."

"How about I add another 1000 bottles of Sun Water for you?"

Just as Old Liu was about to speak, Tang Yan interrupted, "Old Liu, I can also tell you a little secret: the effects of this Sun Water are incredibly powerful."

It's indeed a bit wasteful to drink it for minor injuries, but I've done an experiment. You can dilute the sun-dried water and divide it into several grades for use; the specific method is up to you to determine.

After listening to Tang Yan's words, Old Liu said, "Alright, a thousand bottles it is."

He then turned to Yuan Chu and said, "Little Yuan, it's settled then."

However, your skill book…

Yuan Chuyi smiled and said, "Don't worry, once we've settled in, you can just have someone come and get it."

Old Liu suddenly smiled awkwardly and said, "This is my fault. I'll arrange a place for you right away."

Yuan Chu waved his hand and said, "Forget it, Elder Liu, we can just set up a temporary Dragon Gate recruitment point at the place where we just landed."

Tang Yan chimed in, "Don't worry, Mr. Liu, we have everything we need here. Just take care of it yourself."

Right where the group had just landed, Zheng Shuang took out several space capsules from her spatial storage and assembled them together.

Yuan Chuyi asked, "Xiao Shuang, do you have any space capsules with balconies in your space, preferably with transparent glass?"

Zheng Shuang said doubtfully, "Yes, but those kinds of places don't have any complete facilities."

Yuan Chu clapped his hands and said, "It's even better if there are no supporting facilities. We'll use those space capsules as restaurants, and we'll arrange an introductory meal for everyone who joins the Dragon Gate."

Chen smiled and said, "My husband is so naughty. He's trying to make the survivors of Guangcheng drool."

"But I'll handle this. Wouldn't it be better if we had two kitchens in addition to the restaurant?"

After Yuan Chuyi left, several middle-aged people came to Liu Lao's room.

One of the middle-aged men said, "Old Liu, I feel that what we're doing is a bit like raising a tiger to cause trouble."

Old Liu said to the middle-aged men, "I know you are afraid that Longmen will grow too big and replace the country, but so what?"

As Xiao Yuan once said, "The people are the only constant, but the dynasties come and go." Think about it carefully; isn't that a fact?

I know you all feel uncomfortable, but we can look at it from a different perspective. What has China inherited over thousands of years?

If one day there are no more people of a nation, what will we use to pass on our heritage?

We should all feel fortunate that someone is willing to step forward at this time.

Xiao Yuan is also right about one thing: the underlying logic of this world is changing.

Imagine what would happen if an ant commanded an elephant.

I've already spoken with Number One about this, and we share the same opinion: the top priority is to ensure the survival of as many people as possible.

Yuan Chuyi lay alone in the space capsule, watching the busy girls through the glass as he slowly closed his eyes.

Just a few minutes ago, Yuan Chuyi was surprised to find that he had almost run out of gold coins.

He kept thinking about where to get more gold coins, and he closed his eyes and pondered in his mind.

Why don't we recycle everything recyclable in Guangcheng? Given Guangcheng's area and density, we could get at least hundreds of millions more gold coins.

No, no, if we really do that, Guangcheng will become a ruined city.

We need to recycle a little less! No, forget it.

At this moment, Chen Wei walked in and asked, "Honey, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yuan Chu frowned and said, "What's that smell in your mouth? It stinks."

Chen Wei said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, honey, I just secretly ate a bite of Felebin's specialty durian."

Yuan Chu was stunned for a moment, then muttered to himself, "Filipino durian...Filipino, okay, you're the one!"