Chapter <b>223 </b>The Light That Never <b>Falls </b>
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Supplies flowed in with endless abundance, dug up from every corner of the newly captured zone.
And with that victory came another reward for Theresa. <i>Ding</i><i>! </i>Congrattions on conquering <b>a </b>new urban district! <i>Reward</i><i>: </i>5th <i>generation </i><i>fully</i><i>–</i><i>automated </i><i>nuclear </i><i>power </i>nt 1 (Operated by five personnel<b>)</b><b>. </b><b><i>Can </i></b>be ced anywhere <i>within </i>the territory!
Theresa, who had been overseeing the hauling of resources, grabbed Quentin by the arm. “Kyle<b>, </b><b>Tyger</b>, you two stay here and keep loading. I’m heading back first.”
Kyle and Tyger didn’t find this unusual in the slightest.
They were used to it–Theresa always operated like this.
So, they watched her drag Quentin away, the two of them handcuffed together. She started up her vehicle and once again sped off in the direction of her bunker.
Lately, she had been watching Quentin personally.
Wherever she went, he went. She refused to leave him behind, not even in her own bunker<b>. </b>
Not even with Tania there. Theresa didn’t trust that anyone–except herself–could truly keep Quentin in check.
This man required her undivided attention, so she wouldn’t let him out of her sight.
As they drove, the mood was unusually light. Theresa wore a rare, satisfied smile.
Quentin, with one wrist cuffed to hers and the other resting casually on the car door, watched her with amused interest. “You look happy, Beautiful. What’s got you in such a good mood?”
She nced at him. “Show me some loyalty, and maybe I’ll tell you.”
Quentin chuckled and immediately raised his free hand, swearing with a dramatic flourish.
“I swear I’ll be loyal to you from now on. I’ll never betray you. I’ll never run. I’ll follow you through life and death. If I break this vow, may I die with no grave, no corpse, no bones left to bury, ground to ash, hurled into the pits of hell, devoured by demons for eternity with no hope of reincarnation!”
Theresa stared at him, unimpressed.
He delivered a curse so vicious it could’ve withered the living–yet not a single tick of increased loyalty registered on her interface.
What kind of man could spew such eloquent lies without flinching?
<i>Hell</i><i>, </i><i>if </i><i>anyone </i><i>took </i><i>him </i><i>at </i><i>his </i><i>word </i><i>they’d probably </i>wake <i>up </i><i>one </i><i>morning </i><i>to </i><i>find </i><i>their </i><i>parents </i><i>sold </i><i>off </i><i>for </i><i>spare </i><b><i>parts</i></b>.
“Get bent, you b*stard!” she snapped and punched him square in the chest.
With a screech of tires, her car raced toward her residential district, leaving a trail of dust in … wake.
Chapter <b>223 </b>The Light That Never Fails
<b>It </b>had been a while since Theresa hade here<b>, </b>and everything had changed.
The first thing she saw was farnd stretching as far as the eye could see. Automatic <b>irrigation </b>machine worked nonstop<b>, </b>soaking the sun–scorched crops.
All of itnd and produce–had been enhanced by system rewards. The harvest was thriving<b>. </b>
In the vi district, people were bustling about,pletely absorbed in production.
The piglets each household had been raising were now plump and ready for ughter. Fresh pork would soon be a regrmodity–no more reliance on old frozen meat.
And poultry–chickens, ducks–had exploded in poption. These days, every resident in the zing <b>Sun </b>Camp could count on at least one full chicken meal per week.
With productivity booming, some had even started crafting higher–tier foods, such as bread, cakes, spanakopita, and calzones.
Just a few days ago, Theresa had received a homemade calzone and fresh sponge cake from one of the residents.
Word of her return spread like wildfire.
“Theresa’s back!”
“Theresa, you’re amazing!”
“We heard you took another district!”
“Thanks for all your hard work, Theresa!”
“Theresa, we made calzonese byter and try one!”
Theresa smiled gently at the crowd gathering around her.
It waste afternoon, around four or five. The heat was still blistering–close to 100°F. People wore short sleeves, fanning themselves with makeshift cardboard ps.
Theresa suddenly remembered something: during the sweep of the city, she’d recovered a whole stash of -household appliances–including a ton of air conditioners.
“In a few days,” she announced, “I’ll have Tessa put air conditioners on the shelves for all of you.”
Everyone’s eyes lit up–only to dim a momentter.
“But Theresa…” One resident hesitated, exining, “We don’t have enough electricity…”
Up until now, Theresa’s residential power grid had relied solely on sr panels. It wasn’t nearly enough. Nearly all the energy went toward driving industrial machinery–residents rarely had electricity for themselves, let alone for air conditioning.
Theresa’s smile turned confident.
“There’s more than enough power now. From this day forward, everyone in zing Sun Camp <b>will </b>
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ess to limitless electricity;”
Everyone fell silent, eyes wide with stunned disbelief.
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Theresa handpicked five residents–those with high education and the highest loyalty–and led them to the back mountain behind her bunker, a ce no one had ever entered before.
There, standing like a silent titan, was the newly constructed nuclear power nt.
In an instant, the camp’s energy crisis was obliterated. And with energy secured, she could finally ramp up production to the next level.
As the facility powered up, a message from Tessa came through.
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