After putting all the bags into the space, she opened the map again and randomly selected a place for the first delivery.
It is still midnight, and except for some bases that are forced to follow the military bases, many people have no idea what year it is, how much time has passed, which day it is, or what time it is.
Perhaps the water stored from the rain really made their lives a little better, and the scene was not as miserable as she had imagined.
Although it was still a dilapidated scene, it was much better than the apocalyptic scene of water shortage.
The system proactively projected a screen to her showing the optimal location for delivering supplies at the current base.
This is the center of the base. From a geographical point of view, it should be a central square or something like that.
Next to the central square is the base's office. The door is tightly closed, and the scene is very different from the square.
This is the playground for those in power in a normal apocalyptic scenario.
The rich are thriving, while the survivors are struggling to survive.
I don’t know whether this base will actually distribute the supplies to everyone.
Regardless of whether they can divide the supplies equally or not, she will give it to them.
Before launching, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't asked the system what the punishment for the base was.
"If they don't share the supplies, how will they be punished?"
M80 replied after a while: [Host can teleport to the base and retrieve our supplies.]
She waited a few seconds, making sure there was no further news, and then pressed on, "Is it that simple? Is there anything else I can do?"
[Yes.] Finally, M80 added: [During the recovery of supplies, the host may use any of their abilities at will.]
Xie Purou was a little excited: "Just like at the Shigang base?"
That is the true meaning of invincibility!!!
She had experienced it firsthand: the power to destroy a base with a flip of the hand was what it meant to be truly invincible.
Although her current abilities are very powerful, they are completely incomparable to the invincible power granted by the system.
M80 didn't say anything, which was considered as acknowledging her question.
Xie Pu Rou didn't say anything else. She told the system to make sure the words on the note were heard by the entire base, and then began to deliver supplies to various places.
The system showed that the current population of the base was about 30,000, so she took three packages prepared for 10,000 people and clicked to deliver them.
Suddenly, a dark mass came down from above the busy city center. Everyone was horrified and looked up at the dark shadow.
“What…what is this?!”
"Isn't this an air raid by some mutant beast?"
"Is there any mutant beast that big?"
Xie Purou stared at the screen and saw that the three bags of supplies she had clicked to drop were slowly descending from the sky towards the ground.
She grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Why is it so slow?!"
"A slow pace is better. That's why we need to slow it down. We need to tell everyone in the base that everyone has a share of the supplies, and not let the base embezzle them."
"Even if we tell them, what's the point? Can the masses really resist the base?"
She was holding a box of vanilla ice cream that she had found in the RV. She put spoonful after spoonful into her mouth, savoring it carefully while watching and eating.
[I can tell from the host's perspective that he has a bad history. Many historical events were about everyone working together to overthrow capitalists.]
She was eating something and her speech was unclear. I couldn't understand what she said systematically.
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The airdropped supplies really alarmed a lot of people, and many people followed the landing supplies.
They all ran to the place where the supplies were landing, formed a circle nearby, and left an open space to wait for the supplies to land.
Those who had houses stood upstairs and watched the supplies land coldly. Those who had no houses or could not see the supplies crowded around the falling supplies.
The matter was so serious that it soon alarmed the base.
Xie Pu Rou didn't even notice what the base was called. She only saw the staff running out first to maintain order.
A thin man stood on the roof of a car, holding a loud speaker and shouting at the crowd: "What are you all doing here?! Don't you have anything to do?!"
"Scatter, scatter! If there's an air raid, you'll all be finished!!!"
Everyone thought about it and felt that what the thin man said made sense. Just as they were about to disperse, the pile of things in the air seemed to be falling faster.
Accompanied by a cold, emotionless electronic voice: [After receiving the supplies, the base must distribute them equally to every citizen. If you have any other intentions, I will personally visit you and teach you the ways of life!]
The sound spread throughout the entire base and was broadcast three times in succession. Everyone fell silent and could hear it clearly.
After a moment of silence, the crowd started to shout excitedly like French fries popping out of a pot: "Is the airdrop here?!"
“Is this the national relief supplies?!!!”
In the early days of the end of the world, the country also tried to use this method to deliver supplies to the people. At that time, the order was not too chaotic, but later it gradually disappeared.
They were all excited to see the airdropped supplies again.
However, someone still noticed something was wrong.
"If it's the authorities delivering supplies to us, why don't we see any planes?"
"Such a large amount of supplies would require many planes to transport, right? Why didn't I see any planes or even hear any sound of them?"
After hearing this, the group of people began to discuss, "Maybe it's some new high-tech invention. No matter what it is, as long as it can feed us."
No one listened to what the thin man standing on the roof of the car said. They looked at the supplies with hope in their eyes.
There was a gleam in the thin man's eyes, and he still held up the loudspeaker in his hand and shouted to evacuate the crowd.
It's not that he didn't hear the electronic voice, on the contrary, he remembered every word in his mind.
Especially the two words "supplies", which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and kept echoing in his ears.
"Great, we can finally eat."
"I don't know what's in this airdrop. Is it enough for so many of us?"
"The first airdrop was a little rice and noodles, and a handful of dried noodles. Unfortunately, I was ignorant at the time and didn't cherish the supplies. I even cursed the country in my heart."
"There should be rice and noodles, right? I haven't eaten rice and noodles in a long time. I almost forgot what real rice tastes like."
They recalled the scene when the country distributed relief food for the first time at the beginning of the apocalypse. Now they realized how precious the food was and secretly regretted that they did not cherish it.
There was a discordant voice, so inconspicuous in the crowd: "But will the base really distribute the supplies to us?"
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