Puppeteer of the Wasteland World 19
The base began to deal with the follow-up matters, such as counting the number of casualties, repairing the damaged city walls, paying the promised compensation immediately, and providing medical treatment to all those who had extended a helping hand.
After this crisis, everyone's sense of belonging to the base became stronger. Everyone was sad for their sacrificed relatives and friends, but also excited for being able to survive and survive the alien tide.
They actually did it.
Of course, they also knew clearly that the base could survive only because of Mr. Ding's efforts to turn the tide, but this still could not stop their inner excitement.
Some people couldn't help crying, while others laughed wildly with excitement, and tears came out of their eyes as they laughed. In this difficult world of doomsday survival, at least they had a place to stay that was safer than the big base.
If it weren't for Mr. Ding...
One after another, people spontaneously gave away the food and even good things they had at home. Even those who had nothing would pick a large bunch of flowers and place them on the street where Mr. Ding was, to express their gratitude.
They couldn't find Mr. Ding's exact location.
It is rumored that Mr. Ding does not like to be disturbed. Since his ability was exposed, the house that was previously visible has disappeared out of thin air.
This was the only way they could thank Mr. Ding.
The base commander and several senior executives personally went to where Mr. Ding was and expressed their gratitude to him. They also squeezed out a lot of good things and alien cores to give to Mr. Ding at a very difficult time for the base.
"Thank you for protecting the base."
Luo Chen only accepted the alien core and rejected all other food and resources, "Leave these for those who need them more."
The base commander's eyes were filled with tears and he remained silent for a long time.
Luo Chen really doesn't need so much stuff. Not to mention whether he can finish it, so much stuff actually takes up quite a lot of space, and it will easily rot if not stored properly. It would be better to give it to someone who needs it more.
But that fourth-level alien...
Without waiting for Luo Chen to answer, the base commander replied: "The corpse of the fourth-level alien species will be delivered soon. Do you need other alien species corpses?"
Luo Chen nodded.
Soon, several alien corpses and alien cores were brought in and placed in the room, looking particularly spectacular and a little weird.
Everyone in the base has left.
The drivers also spontaneously took out their own things, including the alien cores they had just obtained from killing the aliens, and handed them all to Luo Chen.
As for peace.
He just fell into a coma due to excessive consumption of his superpowers, but when he wakes up, his control and endurance over his superpowers will be enhanced, and he will be able to better control his prosthetic limbs.
Everything is going in the best direction.
At the same time, the news that Pingyun Base encountered a wave of alien species, led by a level four alien species, began to ferment. Everyone's initial reaction was disbelief, but many people spoke with details and evidence.
But most people still don't believe it.
After all, the few psychics at Pingyun Base couldn't even withstand a second-level alien, let alone a tide of aliens led by a fourth-level alien. If several large bases joined forces, they would have to pay the price of mutual destruction to kill a fourth-level alien.
But as one person after another swore that the Pingyun base was really hit by the alien tide, many people gradually began to waver. The big base even sent people to investigate, and when they got the results, they all stood up in shock.
"This is impossible. How did Pingyun Base do it?"
"I know all the powerful psychics at Pingyun Base. They simply don't have the ability to kill aliens, especially level four ones."
All major bases were shocked and extremely silent.
However, the past habit of looking down on and being arrogant towards Pingyun Base caused the three major bases to send people to Pingyun Base again, ordering Pingyun Base to hand over the mutant who could deal with the fourth-level alien species.
Otherwise, don't blame them for completely cutting off all transactions with the Pingyun Base. They never thought that the mutant who could kill the fourth-level alien would be unwilling to come.
They are one of the three major bases and are much stronger than Pingyun Base.
Pingyun Base is very busy at the moment.
Ever since the story of Pingyun Base withstanding the alien tide spread, many wandering mutants who were unwilling to be controlled by the major bases have been tempted and have taken the initiative to go to the base to express their desire to join.
The base welcomes everyone who comes.
The base commander was smiling so hard that his eyes were almost squinting. Taking into account the newly joined psychics, if their small base was expanded, it could barely be considered a medium-sized base.
However, the base has just experienced a wave of alien species, so it will take at least a year before considering expansion. The top priority now is to explore new resources and continue research on improving food.
Only if their base can be self-sufficient can it be on par with the three major bases.
While the base commander and the higher-ups were holding meetings to discuss the base's development plan, the heads of the various bases arrived at Pingyun Base one after another, their arrogant attitudes remaining the same. "Where's Mr. Ding?"
After they arrived at the base, they made a special investigation.
Only then did I learn that many people with special abilities had appeared in the Pingyun base. They were all missing limbs before, and even had difficulty getting enough food and clothing. But not long after, they all inexplicably possessed magical abilities, and they didn't have to worry about side effects every time they used them.
And all this is related to a man named Mr. Ding.
He is able to create matching prosthetic limbs and give them various abilities, turning a disabled person into someone more powerful than a person with special abilities.
Pingyun Base calls these people drivers.
It was these drivers who joined forces with the psychics and many ordinary people to guard this base. Among them were two puppets made by Mr. Ding, whose abilities were strange and powerful.
It was they who killed the fourth-level alien species and turned the inevitable death into a fateful outcome.
The heads of the major bases were breathing rapidly, wishing they could tie Mr. Ding back immediately and ask him to carve all kinds of magical props every day so that they could suppress the other two bases and become the only strongest base.
The base commander subconsciously wanted to deny the existence of Mr. Ding.
But those people from these large bases must have investigated in advance. It would be useless for him to deny it. It would be better to admit it outright. Thinking of this, the base commander replied, "Mr. Ding doesn't like to be disturbed. Do you want to see him?"
The head of the large base had a grim expression, half threatening, half mocking: "If you offend our base, Pingyun Base will probably no longer be able to trade grain seeds. Besides, if it weren't for Mr. Ding, would you dare to speak to me like that?"
The base commander's expression changed slightly.
The other party smiled with satisfaction: "Hand Mr. Ding over quickly..."
Before he could finish his words, the base commander interrupted, "We only have a business relationship with Mr. Ding. We are not qualified to make any decisions for him."
After the heads of the three bases had fallen out and left one after another, the base commander quickly found Luo Chen and explained everything sincerely, revealing his own thoughts and opinions. "Mr. Ding, if it weren't for you, Pingyun Base would have been destroyed long ago. I also know that the conditions of the three major bases are better, but Pingyun Base is willing to pay any price..."
Before he could finish his words, Luo Chen interrupted him and said, "I don't plan to leave Pingyun Base."
The base commander was stunned, his heart pounding.
On his way here, he had been wondering what was there in the Pingyun base that was worth Mr. Ding's stay, but after thinking for a long time, he found that there was nothing. The only thing their base had was sincerity and trust.
In order to keep his base, he is ready to step down and let others take over.
Luo Chen rejected all of these. "If you want me to stay in the base, you must continue to not increase the amount of supplies entering the city as before, and try to provide some jobs for the vulnerable groups in the base so that they can support themselves."
He would not ask the base to support these people unconditionally, but would give them the opportunity to be self-reliant. There is no free lunch in the world, but in this base, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can survive.
That's enough.
Thank you for throwing a mine in the pot sauce, love
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