The Xuanwu team gathered in the camp at night.

The dim campfire reflected light on their faces.

Everyone looked uneasy.

"These people are so disgusting." Qi Wan said coldly.

Her eagle eyes had already detected the unusual movements in the Suzaku base.

The arrival of the supplies not only failed to make the conservatives grateful, but instead aroused their greed.

"I really want to shoot an arrow through their throats when they look like they are trying to share spoils." Qi Wan gripped the bow tightly, the veins on the back of her hand exposed.

Liu Zui snorted coldly.

She leaned back in her chair, her eyes filled with contempt.

"What's the point of dividing the spoils? They deserve to die." Her voice was low, but every word was like a knife.

"What do they do for a living? A bunch of parasites."

"If you ask me, just kill him, cleanly and thoroughly."

Liu Zui's words made the atmosphere even more depressing.

"What will change if we kill them?" Lu He sighed, with a hint of fatigue in his tone.

"You have to know that there are millions of living people in the Suzaku base."

"The vast majority of people are not bad people. They just want to survive."

"Those in power are hateful, but those at the bottom are also victims."

His voice was slow, but contained a helpless power.

"Will killing a few greedy guys make this better? No."

His words made Liu Zui pause.

But soon, she sneered: "You are so soft-hearted, you will die in the hands of such a person sooner or later."

Song Lufeng had been silent all this time, but finally spoke.

"Lu He is right." His voice was low and steady, revealing calmness.

"The problem at Suzaku Base is not a problem of a few conservatives, but a deep-rooted systemic problem."

He looked around at his teammates with a deep look in his eyes.

"Han Qiong is nominally a minister, but she has no real say."

"Everyone in the Suzaku base has long been doing their own thing, and no one obeys anyone else."

His tone was cold, yet mixed with emotion.

These people have actually died long ago.

If they hadn't changed history, they would have disappeared from the timeline long ago.

But changing history will inevitably lead to struggle.

The Suzaku Base is different from the Xuanwu Base. He manages the Xuanwu Base like an iron barrel.

They were the first to accept the Savior's gift, so their faith in them was extremely devout.

These people are different.

"We have experienced the end of the world and know what they are thinking."

"Their mentality is very simple - no rules, no future, only the present, only living."

"So they become greedy, selfish, and competitive."

"But that's why they need rules, even if they are iron-clad."

Qi Wan couldn't help but ask, "The City Lord is saying that the problem with the Suzaku base is not the supplies, but the rules?"

Song Lufeng nodded, his eyes calm: "That's right. The rules are gone, and any resource is prey in their eyes."

His voice gradually became firmer: "Since they believe in strength, then we will demonstrate our strength."

The next morning, Song Lufeng came to Han Qiong's office.

The lights in the office were dim, and Han Qiong sat tiredly at the desk.

She didn't sleep all night.

"City Lord Song." Han Qiong raised his head, his eyes full of bloodshot.

"Suzaku Base...what do you think?"

Song Lufeng looked at him and said calmly, "What do you think? To be honest, the Suzaku base is already a ruin. Both the buildings and the people's hearts are in ruins."

Han Qiong frowned, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Ruins? There are a million people here! No matter how bad it is, it is still a spark of hope!"

Song Lufeng sneered: "Fire? A fire without rules is just a pile of dry wood that can be burned at any time."

Han Qiong's face turned ugly.

She was about to refute, but Song Lufeng continued:

"The problem at Suzaku Base has never been about resources."

"It's the human heart."

"Without strong leadership and clear rules, everyone is looking out for themselves. No matter how many resources there are, they will be swallowed up."

Han Qiong was silent.

After a moment, she raised her head and asked with a hint of expectation: "So what do you think we should do?"

Song Lufeng leaned back in his chair and spoke slowly.

"Establish the rules first, then enforce them."

"I will make the Savior's supplies the new rule at Suzaku Base."

In the meeting room of Suzaku Base, the conservative leaders gathered again.

Han Qiong sat in the first seat with a stern expression.

Song Lufeng stood beside him, his eyes calm as he scanned every person.

"Today's meeting was very simple."

Song Lufeng spoke, his tone calm but powerful.

"We have already drawn up a detailed distribution plan for the supplies sent by Gu Man."

"The whereabouts of every piece of material will be made public and transparent."

"Moreover," he paused, his voice low, "the entire process will be monitored in real time by the live broadcast platform."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the conference room.

"What? Live broadcast?"

"Doesn't this put us under the public eye?"

“This is humiliating us!”

Several responsible persons were furious and stood up to protest.

Song Lufeng, however, remained motionless, his eyes as sharp as knives, scanning them coldly.

"Yes," he said, "it is an insult to you."

"I just want everyone to see how you distribute these life-saving supplies."

"I want everyone to know whether you are qualified to control these resources."

His tone was cold, yet it carried an irrefutable majesty.

Those responsible were suppressed and no one dared to say anything.

"Also," Song Lufeng continued, "the Savior's supplies will become a testing ground for the new rules of the Suzaku Base."

"From today on, the distribution of materials will no longer be determined by any individual, but will be automatically allocated by the system based on everyone's contribution value."

"No one has the right to interfere."

He glanced across the room and said in a low voice: "Anyone who dares to challenge the rules will be considered a traitor."

The entire conference room was dead silent.

Everyone could hear the undoubted murderous intent in his words.

Han Qiong looked at Song Lufeng with complex emotions in his eyes.

She knew that this young man would be the new hope of Suzaku Base.

After the meeting, Song Lufeng stood in the center of the base and looked at the crowd in the distance.

As they held the supplies they were given, they smiled after a long time.

He sighed softly.

"Rules are the only hope for human survival."

Although he knew the road was still long, he was not afraid.

Manman is with him.

The future will be rewritten.