19 Aug
Chapter 342 Fortress of Prosperitys’s
Chapter 342 Fortress of Prosperitys’s
The first defensive line began simultaneously from the north and south.
Each direction would construct ten kilometers.
The wall for the defensive line had been painstakingly designedp’s engineers, who worked
through sleepless nights.
by the
They had optimized the design to save materials and time while ensuring both durability and offensive capability.
Construction would proceed in both the southern and northern directions concurrently. As the walls rose, the smaller camps outside, <b>which </b>had been holding off zombies, would retreat into the safety of the new defense zone.
Those isted camps would no longer fight alone.
They had swayed like floating duckweed in the face of the zombie tides.
Now, they would enter the interior of the defense line into a secure area to resist the zombie hordes pressing against the steel wall together.
Only after the first defensive line was officiallypleted would a real and physical frontline against the zombiese into being
By then, even if zombie tides surged in from both Branford and Crestmont, she wouldn’t be afraid.
Theresa had heard that just yesterday, the first section of the southern line waspleted, right before a zombie tide hit. And the defense had held up quite well.
She smiled in satisfaction.
Keep going. Theresa. Continue the construction!
Turn the zing Sun Alliance into the strongest fortress for survivors
After handling production matters and frontline affairs, she finally had a rare <b>moment </b>of free time.
With nothing urgent to do, she stood by the window, stretchedzily, and watch he busy people below.
At that moment, Lucas came looking for <b>her</b>. “Theresa.
“What’s up?” Theresa replied.
Lucas gazed at Theresa as she stretched by the window, the sunlight illuminating her figure. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and he looked a little nervous. “Today is the Thanksgiving Festival. Do you have any <b>ns</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
“Thanksgiving already?” Theresa blinked. She had actually forgotten it was that time of year.
“Yeah,” Lucas nodded. “My grandpa made some food at home. He’d like to invite you over.”
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“Why are you inviting me? That’s your grandpa. 7 should be going to see iny aunt,” Theress answered.
“He’s your god–grandpa tool You guys did that whole godparent thing, remember<b>?</b>”
Theresa was speechless.
Wait. That actually happened?
“Well, I still have to check with my aunt, Theresa said.
“Ms. Tania is invited too. She said she’lle,” Lucas quickly added.
“She said yes?” Theresa raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah. She’sing, Lucas replied
“Alright then. I’lle too.” Theresa nodded in agreement.
Lucas lit up when she agreed and turned to leave immediately, unable to hide his happiness.
“Mr. Keaton, what’s got you in <b>such </b><b>a </b>good mood <b>today</b>?” Bennie walked past and greeted <b>him</b><b>. </b>
Lucas looked at him. He actually found him pleasant for once and replied, “Happy Thanksgiving Festival.”
Bennie answered, “Happy Thanksgiving Festival<b>.” </b>
After realizing it was the Thanksgiving <b>Festival</b>, Theresa arranged for arge batch of welfare gifts to be distributed to all the residents of her camp.
Each resident received a set of new clothes, ten pounds of <b>pork</b>, a box of pumpkin pies, a tiny gold token, and 100 points to exchange for supplies freely.
Whenever a camp had a surplus, they would issue some benefits to their people.
Today, everyone in the zing Sun Alliance <b>was </b>filled with joy.
“Our camp gave out Thanksgiving gift packs. Everyone got a pound of rice!”
“Wow. Your camp must be rich. Ours only gave out a pack of cookies, and it wa
k–bought tool
“KI <b>Camp </b>is still the best. I heard they gave each person a pumpkin pie and a barbecue feast!”
“Whoa! K1 Camp is loaded!”
“Ember Camp isn’t bad either. Everyone got two cans of meat!”
“Psh<b>. </b>That’s nothing. Do you know what zing Sun Camp gave out?”
“What? Tell us
“Everyone at zing Sun Camp, no matter how old or young, got ten pounds of pork!”
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Hiss!
Everyone around gasped.
“And a full set of <b>new </b>clothes, plus a whole box of pumpkin pies!”
Hiss!
People were dumbfounded.
“Wait. That’s <b>not </b>all. Each person got a tiny gold token and 100 points! That’s enough to buy 100 pounds of rice!”
At that moment, everyone was utterly stunned by zing Sun Camp’s generosity. They had pork, clothes, pumpkin pies, and even gold tokens.
Ughhh<i>! </i>
Their jealousy was practically visible on their faces.
People were so jealous, their faces twisted with envy.
<i>Why </i>aren’t we residents of zing Sun Camp? <i>Why </i>couldn’t our camp leader be Theresa?
They were so jealous.
Everyone knew that among the 58 camps in the zing Sun Alliance, the wealthiest and most central <b>was </b>zing Sun Camp.
Though they didn’t have thergest poption, their wealth was dozens of times greater than that of the
others.
While the rest of the survivors entered the city dressed in rags like refugees, zing Sun Camp residents were neatly dressed in clean, tidy clothing.
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