"I need to think about this. Can you leave this blueprint with me?" Commander Sun looked at the map, unable to recall anything for a moment. After all, it had been too long, and they had been in such a confined environment for too long that their minds had regressed somewhat.
In fact, if he didn't check the missile launch equipment and the layout of the missiles within the mountain every day, these things would likely be easily forgotten in such a closed environment.
Glancing at Commander Sun and not sensing any ulterior motives, Lu Heng nodded. "Of course, but not this paper map. I'll give you an electronic version." As he spoke, he conjured a tablet out of thin air and took a photo of the map for comparison.
"Here, take this. Oh, and this is the charger. If it runs out of power, you can charge it yourselves." Lu Heng said, then waved his hand, putting away the paper map.
"Right, you still haven't told us how you produced that sofa out of nowhere." He had seen it earlier; the sofa was a real object.
"For now, I can only tell you that I also know magic. Once we are more familiar and trusting, I will explain it to you then." Lu Heng had no intention of delving deeper at the moment.
"Alright, we'll prove it to you."
"Yes, and the first proof is to take me around the base again."
"Old Li, take Lu Heng outside. Let him see whatever he wants to see."
"No, you'd better come with me. I'm afraid they can't make the decisions."
Lu Heng intended to empty this place. He couldn't go with ordinary soldiers. If anything was moved, they would have to report it one by one in astonishment, which would be troublesome.
"Alright, then I'll personally take you around." Commander Sun nodded, gesturing for Lu Heng to follow him out.
"I haven't asked for your full name yet. Do you have a roster of the remaining people here? Present one to me. After we finish touring here, I'll take you back to my city."
"Your city? What city?"
"You could say it's a base, with a population of about a hundred thousand people. I've organized them all into soldiers."
"Didn't you say there weren't many human survivors?" Xiao Su, carrying a jar, followed from a distance, asking questions from time to time.
"The population base is there, but the number of mutated zombies is definitely greater than the survivors." Lu Heng glanced at the bottle in Xiao Su's hand, a wicked smile on his face.
"Oh, I get it. Stop staring at my rat." Xiao Su tightened her grip on the bottle and hid behind Commander Sun.
"Heh, do you have many female soldiers here?"
"Who's a female soldier? I'm a man." Xiao Su said in a gruff voice.
"Xiao Su, Lu Heng can even tell everyone's ability levels. If he can't tell you're a woman, that would be too strange."
Commander Sun chuckled, then turned to Lu Heng and said, "She's the only female soldier we have here. She's a medic, so she follows me around every day. I'm afraid if I had a whole den of men, I'd be bringing her around all the time if someone made a mistake."
"Aren't you afraid of losing control? Bringing a young girl around all the time?" Lu Heng said with a smile.
"Don't talk nonsense. Her father and I were comrades. How could I do something worse than a pig or a dog?"
"Heh, I misspoke. By the way, let's go see the ammunition first."
"Alright."
Commander Sun led Lu Heng towards the place where the ammunition was stored. "All of this is here, and some of it is also stationed at the entrance."
"Mm," Lu Heng responded, then waved his hand, and the entire area of supplies instantly vanished.
"Ah! Where did the things go?"
"I put them away. Otherwise, why would I insist on bringing you here? Do you plan to leave them here to rust when you leave?"
"We can take them together. No, where did those things go?" Commander Sun said halfway, then suddenly realized the focus of the conversation wasn't about taking them or not, but where the supplies had gone.
"Magic, I put them away," Lu Heng said nonchalantly.
"What else do you want to see?"
"Mm, let's go along from here."
"You're not going to take it all, are you?"
"We'll see."
"..."
In the end, Commander Sun walked behind Lu Heng, looking somewhat exhausted. He felt like he had been robbed. Looking at the suddenly empty space, all the supplies, except for the equipment controlling the missiles, even a small part, had been taken away by Lu Heng, and he couldn't even see where they had gone.
"Alright, now it's just you people left. Does anyone here know how to fly a plane?"
Lu Heng asked, flipping through the personnel list Commander Sun had given him.
"Wang Jun does." Commander Sun pointed to one of the twenty-odd people standing in front of him.
"This person, haha, good. Let's gather in the open space outside. I'll seal this place up for you. We can reopen it if needed in the future."
"How did you open that large door outside?"
"Magic!"
"..."
On the road in front of the base, the underground base where they had lived for more than half a year was once again sealed by Lu Heng. He had even added a special metal object he had created outside the metal gate. It was estimated that unless he himself came, it would be difficult to open it normally.
"30 people, a multi-purpose helicopter. Do you know how to fly it?" Lu Heng browsed through the planes in his spatial storage. Just in case, he had stored one usable aircraft of each type in his space.
"Yes," Wang Jun nodded.
"Alright then." Lu Heng nodded, and a multi-purpose helicopter appeared out of thin air in the open space ahead.
"Wow!" Xiao Su exclaimed excitedly, holding the glass bottle.
"Damn, what kind of ghost have I seen today? I've never seen anything like it in my life." Old Li rubbed his eyes and unconsciously walked towards the helicopter.
"Let's go, everyone get on the helicopter. You need to be careful. I only brought this one helicopter. If it breaks, you'll have to fly a transport plane. Transport plane, does Little Wang know how to fly it?"
"No," Wang Jun gritted his teeth and said.
"Heh heh, I guessed as much. You don't know how to fly it. You're still far inferior to my subordinates in the city."
"They don't all know how to fly, do they? Unless they're ex-special forces..." Wang Jun said halfway, then suddenly looked up at Lu Heng in astonishment.
"You're not too stupid. It's exactly what you're thinking."
"You have special forces under you?"
"Yes, their survival rate is definitely higher than that of ordinary people. My city has over a hundred thousand people, so it's not impossible to have a few capable individuals. Moreover, those people are more humble than you."
"..." Wang Jun walked dejectedly to the cockpit, looking at the control panel and familiarizing himself with it.
"Are you going to think about it again? The lives of all your comrades are in your hands now."
"I know how to fly. But it's been a long time since I operated one."
"Ha!"
"Aren't your lives also in my hands soon?" Wang Jun muttered.
"You're overthinking it. I'm not sitting in this helicopter; I get motion sickness."
Wang Jun...