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Chapter <b>233 </b>The zing Sun Camp Took Shape
After a full day of meetings, Theresa’s zing Sun Camp had finally taken form<b>. </b>
Their alliance now consisted of nine camps.
zing Sun Camp, KI Camp, Ember Camp, Spark Camp, Hope Camp, Victory Camp<b>, </b>Providence Camp, Lucky Camp, and Seaborne Camp.
The number of people willing to act alongside Theresa had more than doubled overnight.
Although the neers couldn’t match thebat strength of K1 Camp or Ember Camp, the sheer number of them was a force to be reckoned with.
More people meant more power, and they were bound to clear the city much faster.
zing Sun Camp had be a true alliance.
Of course, Theresa earned five thousand alliance points.
From now on, through trade and exchanges between camps, her points would only increase.
Theresa hadn’t checked her points for a long time.
After the meeting wrapped up, she returned to the bunker, handed Quentin off to the <b>others </b>for watching<b>, </b>and logged in to check her points.
Current camp points: 31,998,886
Seeing the half–year growth of points brought a smile to Theresa’s face.
Thirty million points! The one hundred million target was no longer far away.
Even if she did nothing–no expanding territory, no production development–just relying on the current camp output and alliance trade, she would earn tens of thousands of points daily.
The camp’s residents contributed over two hundred base points every day, more than five thousand production exchange points, and the alliance trade brought in over twenty thousand points each day.
As they developed further, points would only climb higher.
Theresa opened the camp details panél again.
Current poption: 67
Camp war dogs: 16
Camp guards: 4.5
Allies: 8
Territory area; 809 square miles
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Camp’s prosperity level: Small Town
Having captured two districts, her territory had doubled.
Though the poption hadn’t grown much, her fully automated camp didn’t require many <b>people</b>.
The current number was enough to operate smoothly.
Besides, Theresa had umted over 100,000 gleamstones, all safely stored in the domain without exchanging them.
She felt a surge of motivation.
<i>Keep </i>it up, Theresa!
The future looked bright.
Two dayster.
A vehicle headed toward the outskirts of Branford.
“Bennie’s intel has always been reliable,” Lucas said inside the car.
Lucas truly didn’t know the exact location of the weapon’s depot because Serathia’s weapon control was extremely strict.
The military and weapons were separated into manyyers of approval; even he had no clue where the depot was.
Theresa nodded at the spot marked on Bennie’s map, located in a remote forested area on Branford’s outskirts.
The location was isted and sparsely popted, making the mission manageable. They decided to secure this batch of weapons as soon as possible.
After all, their ammunition was running low
The guns and ammo in Theresa’s system domain differed from those outside. She couldn’t distribute <b>her </b>system’s weapons to everyone, so they had to grab this batch.
As they approached Branford, zombies began to appear more frequently along the roadside.
Theresa hadn’t seen this many wandering zombies on the highway in a long time, since the roads within Ansford had already been cleared.
“Howl…”
A particrly disheveled zombie poked its head out from the passenger side of a car across the road. Its face was smeared with fresh blood–a lucky feast for the day.
Having eaten recently, it was thrilled to see another car approaching.
Nature’s gift was truly bountiful.
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It stretched out both hands and lunged at the car, moving at a terrifying speed, <b>smashing </b>against Theresa vehicle window.
Its hands wed the edges of the ss, its mouth wide open, emitting harsh howls.
Fresh blood dripped from its ckened teeth, smearing bloody streaks across the ss.
Screech<b><i>, </i></b>screech… The zombie’s long ws scraped the metal frame, sending shivers down the <b>spines </b><b>of </b>those inside.
<i>Bang</i><i>! </i>
A row of long spikes extended from the armored car, piercing through the zombie’s body.
However, the spikes missed its head.
The zombie didn’t seem to feel any pain. It howled even louder, eagerly pounding the car door like a <b>rabid </b>beast.
At that moment, a turret rose from the vehicle’s roof.
mes roared out, engulfing the mutant zombie.
Yet, the fire only singed its clothes–the hair remained untouched.
<i>Bang</i><i>! </i>
The window rolled down slightly. As the burning zombie pushed forward, abat knife stabbed straight into its forehead.
Theresa twisted the knife as it pierced the zombie’s skull, sensing strong resistance.