My Monster Fuses Everything

Zhao Yaqian finally managed to utter a sentence, looking at the straight back of Su Han in front of her, feeling quite conflicted inside.

South City Camp was just now planning to expand from the industrial park to the southern part of the city, but clearly, they were too slow.

"I once passed by on the way."

Su Han, without turning back, under the Blood-Erosion Alligator Dragon, distorted buildings passed by, and from time to time the sounds of monsters roaming and roaring could be heard.

"I can agree to the trade of Black Rock Tree Monsters, but only 10, plus 200 Spiritual Energy Mines."

As Su Han's voice reached her, Zhao Yaqian felt a moment of joy, but then her brows furrowed, "200 Spiritual Energy Mines... we might not be able to produce that many at once."

Tree Domain Camp had Crystal Mine Fruits that could be used as a substitute, but not South City Camp; all their Spiritual Energy bullets and enhancement drugs were based on Spiritual Energy Mines.

It could be said that all the usable Spiritual Energy Mines had been allocated, and they were still not enough.

If they really had to squeeze out a surplus, then the difficulty would be extraordinary, which was why Zhao Yaqian was currently in a dilemma.

"If you can't produce them at once, then let's do it in installments, to get something you have to pay a price."

Su Han spoke calmly, looking at the buildings below, he asked, "How many people do you reckon are still alive in this city?"

Zhao Yaqian was stunned, she was silent for a long time and then said, "According to our estimates, there should be between one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand, but this number will decrease over time."

South City Camp had professional scouts, and they had never stopped gathering information; their current estimates somewhat matched Su Han's actions in the northern district of the city.

As the northern district was continuously reclaimed, the population of the camp was also constantly increasing, fully reclaiming it would perhaps add about thirty or forty thousand people, but this was just an estimate.

A city district of several hundred thousand people left with only single digits, the mortality rate was already frightening enough.

But this is the apocalypse.

"How long do you think you can take to reclaim the entire southern district?"

Zhao Yaqian fell silent, "Three months, the planned schedule is three months, if I can break through to the Third Order."

"The Fog Tide is coming, chaos will only increase, not decrease."

Su Han ruthlessly pointed out the biggest variable in the plan and turning around, he said, "I am very curious, if the survivor camps in the southern district unite against you, how would you handle it?"

His expression showed curiosity, however, Zhao Yaqian hesitated, feeling that her answer might not be the standard one.

"Try to gather them as much as possible, if negotiation fails, try to crush their leadership, then gather the civilian survivors."

After she answered, she looked toward Su Han, seemingly wanting to know how Su Han would handle it.

"Old Yan's method."

Su Han laughed, such decisive actions, even Guo Wutao fell a little short, more like Yan Tiejun's style.

However, he also gave Zhao Yaqian an appreciative look, the second-generation core of the camp trained jointly by three people in South City, Duan Jie and Zhao Yaqian were indeed gradually making up for their character and decision-making shortcomings.

But still, it was not enough.

"Can you crush them?"

Su Han's lips curved slightly, as if stating a fact, "Use the most fierce means, the fastest speed, the smallest overall casualties to achieve this."

Zhao Yaqian was silent, unless she and Duan Jie broke through to the Third Order, and possessed overwhelming strength, but it was still lacking now.

But even if they broke through, were the monsters outside really much weaker than them?

Especially those fallen ones who abandoned the human body, their pace of becoming stronger was the real problem.

If they encountered one, they could only use a large amount of Spiritual Energy bombs to focus fire, in combination with the two of them to resolve the battle.

And that way, the casualties would definitely not be small.

"What if, Tree Domain Camp's expansion meets the expansion of South City Camp?"
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Zhao Yaqian, as if compelled by some unseen force, asked this question that should have been tacitly unmentioned, her gaze fixated on Su Han.

It seemed already certain, from her previous exchanges with Bai Qilan, that Su Han would know, or perhaps it was even his idea.

"In the Apocalypse, strength speaks,"

Su Han's gaze was calm, stating, "and it also depends on what you really want to protect."

Zhao Yaqian fell silent. The supremacy of power wasn't an issue, but the latter part of the sentence was a question they were asking themselves.

Why expand? Why actively build the camp, if not to rescue people?

But...

"We're here."

Su Han didn't give her a chance to think as the rift in this strange space, emitting a purple glow at the edge of the mist, had already appeared before them, surrounded by the towering walls of a large camp.

"Alert!"

The Blood-Erosion Alligator Dragon hadn't even landed when the soldiers of the Tree Domain Camp had already sounded the alert signal.

Squads of warriors quickly arrived at the top of the wall, holding spiritual energy rifles, with all the Angel Envoys summoned at their side, staring intently at the Blood-Erosion Alligator Dragon that had suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Stand down from alert, it's me."

Su Han's voice carried over as Zhu Junhua and the others finally made out that it was Su Han standing atop the crimson draconic beast.

They immediately breathed a sigh of relief and ordered, "Alert is over."

The Blood-Erosion Alligator Dragon landed, its massive body settling in front of the spatial rift. Zhu Junhua and Quan Yan quickly led the team over, staring at the immense creature before them, their hearts filled with shock.

They had seen the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon before, but now its form had clearly evolved, its power even more terrifying.

"Boss!"

Su Han disembarked from the Blood-Erosion Alligator Dragon, and Zhu Junhua and others immediately greeted him loudly.

"Well done, let your subordinates continue their tasks; Old Zhu, fill me in on the situation."

"Yes."

Zhu Junhua, relieved to see Su Han, knew that no alliances could threaten this place while Su Han was around.

He had personally witnessed Su Han with his Angel Envoys slaughtering tens of thousands of creatures.

"I thought it was Captain Zhu Xiong coming, but now it's even steadier."

Quan Yan considerately let her subordinates disperse to their duties as Zhu Junhua began leading Su Han toward the pharmaceutical factory, elaborating as they walked.

"The conflict started with the hospital Survivor's Camp in Hongxiu Road, led by Yang Keqing, whose strength is around Second-order Intermediate. Their camp has about a thousand people. They were the first to discover that the spiritual energy around the spatial rift varied in concentration. Initially, they came to scout and attempt to seize it, but Qilan and I repelled them."

Zhu Junhua detailed the root and development of the conflict to Su Han, particularly covering how it started.

Su Han nodded, unsurprised. Owning the sports grounds and pharmaceutical factory, plus such a spatial rift - it would have been strange if it weren't targeted.

After all, the eastern district probably hadn't heard of Tree Domain's reputation; conflict and resource competition were only natural.

However, with the backing of Tree Domain Camp, clad in full body armor, wielding either spiritual energy rifles or hand crossbows, other camps stood no chance against them.

"And then?"

Su Han continued to inquire as Zhu Junhua explained, "Failing to tempt or threaten us, I thought he would lay low, but he regrouped by harnessing the mist tides, assembling five to six camps, the warriors now likely numbering over fifteen hundred, and the total camp population no less than six thousand."

Zhu Junhua's estimate was just a tally of the camp populations, not indicating that Yang Keqing had the capability to integrate so many people.

Zhu Junhua scoffed, "Although there's no concrete news, that guy must have concocted a massive lie, claiming the spatial rift is filled with treasures that help enhance people. It's clear he shared the pharmaceutical resources."

One increases strength; the other heals the sick – no wonder he could stir up so many people.

They were just dreading the towering walls, after all. An all-out attack would cost many lives, especially under the threat of spiritual energy rifles and hand crossbows.

If they could peacefully swallow Zhu Junhua's forces, all would rejoice, but if not, they would have to resort to brutal methods.

Su Han merely scoffed, asking, "What's your view?"

"Kill."

Zhu Junhua's expression was stern as he said, "I haven't had much contact with Yang Keqing, but he's definitely not from the original hospital. He seized that place and committed deeds that were both due and undue. If not for a few doctors holding him back, many there might not have been able to survive."

"Boss, Yang Keqing and his alliance aren't a concern in themselves; with their numbers, they can't breach the walls. But driving a beast tide is truly their tactic. It's not certain, but they've begun to explore the surrounding creatures' communities."

Quan Yan suddenly interjected, "They might not wait until tomorrow morning."