Published: February 10, 2025
At this moment, Cloud Summit was a scene of collective construction.
Due to the massive demand for city defense equipment within the secret realm, the magic crystal weapon laboratory had paused the development of new weapons, focusing entirely on manufacturing various weapons.
Huge crossbows, blueprints for magic crystal weapons, crossbow bolts, wooden spikes, traps... anything that could aid in city defense, or even in combat, was being produced at Cloud Summit Villa.
The gun production line brought by Mu Xinfey had officially started production. Coal, crude oil, metals, and anything related to manufacturing became the necessities for Cloud Summit. Every day, numerous transport teams brought these materials into the villa.
Next to the villa, in a downwind area, a smelting factory had sprung up. It wasn't large but had a strange style. After all, from the energy system to the operation system, from appearance to interior, there were too many traces of roulette technology that clearly distinguished it from traditional factories on Earth.
This was a result of reality's demands; the chaos of the apocalypse had overturned the original social order and technological system. Researchers, technicians, and skilled workers were scarce, inevitably leading to some gaps in knowledge.
Only organizations and forces like the Resistance Zone or the Radiant World Army, which had foreseen the coming of the apocalypse, retained a complete manufacturing industrial system.
Of course, when God closes one door, he opens a window.
The lack of technology led to roulette's products increasingly replacing the previous systems, from various tools and light sources to generators, energy machines, and large machinery—all produced by the roulette.
Although the quantity was not large and could not prevent the decline of industry and technology, it still allowed capable organizations to maintain a certain level of modern production.
This was also the focus of competition in the apocalypse.
Current Cloud Summit was striving to acquire these resources while trying to absorb knowledgeable talents and skilled workers. Although Ye Zhongming himself was uncertain about how this situation would unfold in the future, he at least had to ensure that the gun production line and the magic crystal laboratory had their raw material needs met.
In contrast to the bustling scenes outside, Ye Zhongming’s villa felt somewhat cold and dreary at this moment.
Suddenly, strange noises came from a room with the door closed, and thorns burst through the seemingly new wooden door, leaving several large holes behind.
Outside, Xia Lei and Liu Zhenghong exchanged worried glances, both sensing each other's concern.
The inside fell silent, and through the holes in the wooden door, they saw Red Hair sitting there with her eyes closed, completely still.
As the two entered the room, they were met with chaos; everything was shattered, and only the thorns protruding from Red Hair's body were scattered around, transforming the place into something resembling a spider's lair.
Since the last battle to protect the unconscious Ye Zhongming in the city, Red Hair's injuries had been fluctuating between better and worse.
Previously, it was thought that she had fully recovered; Red Hair had taken her subordinates to Ying City, planning to launch an attack on the mutant rat swarm. However, as the battle began, Red Hair faced issues. Her small zombie horde was ineffective, leading to a hasty retreat, leaving the approaching Rat King confused.
After returning to Cloud Summit, Ye Zhongming, Park Soo-young, Liu Zhenghong, and others had examined Red Hair but could not determine the cause of her condition. Liu Zhenghong had even stayed in the laboratory solely to study Red Hair.
"Is it really the black soul with spiritual corrosive power that has turned Red Hair into this?"
Xia Lei and Red Hair shared a bond forged in battle. After becoming one of Ye Zhongming's women, Xia Lei likely began to carry his aura, which made Red Hair treat her better than others.