159: This is the leader? He doesn't even eat as well as potatoes!

The Anping Survivor Base.

To put it plainly, it was formerly the County No. 1 High School.

The surrounding walls had been raised by two meters, wrapped in electrified barbed wire, and concrete guard posts were equipped with several squad machine guns.

It looked the part.

But in front of the hundred-ton king, these defenses were no different from paper.

The steel behemoth rolled over the speed bump at the school gate, its body not shaking in the slightest, and parked directly in the center of the playground.

The modified pickup trucks nearby were instantly reduced to looking like junk-collecting tricycles.

"Mr. Lu, this is our camp."

Bai Qingshuang got out of the car and instinctively wrapped her coat tighter around herself.

Even though she had returned to her own territory, she felt even more nervous.

Having this vehicle parked here made the entire base feel insecure.

The sense of oppression was too strong.

"The environment is not bad."

Lu Fan said perfunctorily, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

Not bad? It was practically a branch of the Beggar Sect.

The playground was crowded with tattered tents and shacks.

Hundreds of survivors were dressed in rags, sallow and emaciated.

They were lining up around a large pot, which was boiling rice soup so thin it could reflect their silhouettes.

When the hundred-ton king's sci-fi, pitch-black body rolled over the snow, the entire playground fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stopped what they were doing.

In their eyes, there was awe, fear, and an undisguised, naked jealousy.

"Is... is that the guest Leader Bai invited back?"

"My god, did that car drive out of a movie?"

"I just saw someone in the car drinking red wine! Red wine!"

The buzzing of discussions filled the air.

Lu Fan sat in the driver's seat, one hand on the steering wheel, a playful smile on his lips.

He even turned on the roof searchlights.

The blinding beams swept across the field, and wherever the light passed, no one dared to look up.

"Mr. Lu, please park the car in the open space in front of the Administration Building."

Bai Qingshuang's voice came through the walkie-talkie, sounding a bit weary, "That is our core area, and security is guaranteed."

"Security?"

Lu Fan glanced at the guards on the wall holding crude guns, shivering from the cold.

He scoffed, "Fine, when in Rome, do as the Romans do."

The hundred-ton king came to a steady stop.

Inside the car, the temperature was a constant 26 degrees.

Lu Fan sat with his legs crossed, looking at the panoramic view of the base on the holographic screen.

"Tsk, even poorer than I imagined."

He swirled the wine glass in his hand and took a sip of '82 Lafite.

On the screen, the thermal imaging radar clearly displayed the distribution of personnel in the base.

Three hundred and forty-two people.

Less than ten Awakened Ones.

Except for Bai Qingshuang, who was an LV.3, the rest were all LV.1 noobs.

With this setup, I could wipe them out with one hand.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The car window was tapped.

Bai Qingshuang stood outside, followed by several armed confidants.

The window lowered.

A wave of warm air, mixed with the rich aroma of grilled steak, rushed out.

Bai Qingshuang's Adam's apple bobbed imperceptibly.

She clenched her fists to steady her voice, "Mr. Lu, the base is simple, I apologize for the inconvenience. The accommodation area has already been arranged; it is the former teachers' apartment, with a private bathroom..."

"No need."

Lu Fan interrupted her, pointing to the leather sofa beneath him.

"I'm picky about where I sleep."

"Besides, that teachers' apartment of yours..." Lu Fan cast a mocking glance at the dusty building in the distance, "Does it have floor heating? Does it have 24-hour hot water? Does it have soft mattresses?"

Bai Qingshuang was speechless.

Let alone floor heating, even the window glass leaked air.

"Then... alright."

Bai Qingshuang's face burned, "For the sake of safety, we need to conduct a routine inspection of the vehicle, as well as weapon registration..."

"You want to search my car?"

Lu Fan's eyes turned cold.

The temperature inside the vehicle plummeted.

Lin Ruoxi, who was wiping the Vulcan Cannon, pulled the bolt with a "click," aiming the pitch-black muzzle at the confidants behind Bai Qingshuang.

The confidants turned pale and instinctively raised their guns.

The atmosphere was on the verge of exploding.

"A misunderstanding!"

Bai Qingshuang quickly raised her hand, cold sweat seeping from her forehead.

Is this guy a powder keg? He ignites at the slightest touch!

"Since Mr. Lu is unwilling, then forget it." Bai Qingshuang gritted her teeth and backed down, "This playground is designated for your parking, and I will send people to... protect everyone's safety."

Protect? It was just surveillance.

Lu Fan knew it clearly, but couldn't be bothered to expose it.

"Fine, then many thanks, Leader Bai."

The window rose, shutting out the cold wind outside, as well as Bai Qingshuang's complex gaze.

Watching the closed cabin of the steel behemoth, a sense of powerlessness rose in Bai Qingshuang's heart.

Inviting a wolf into the house.

She was one hundred percent certain now.

"Mom, are we just going to let them stay like this?"

Gu Xiaonuan leaned in, gnashing his teeth, "This is our base camp! As long as we move those cannons over..."

"Shut up."

Bai Qingshuang gave him a cold glance.

"The armor thickness of that vehicle is at least fifty centimeters; our crude cannons wouldn't even scratch the paint. Also, that man with the bow is very dangerous."

She turned to look at the confidant beside her, "Old Zhao, arrange two groups of people to take turns watching that car. Remember, only watch, do not act. If there is any abnormality, report it immediately."

"Yes!"

...Late at night.

The base was pitch black.

Only around the hundred-ton king were a few dim streetlights on.

Several black shadows were sneakily crouching behind the flower beds in the distance, staring at this side.

"Damn it, are these people pigs? What time is it and they're still not asleep?"

A lookout exhaled into his hands and cursed.

From inside the hundred-ton king, the faint sound of a woman's giggling and dynamic music could be heard.

This contrast was simply heart-wrenching.

Inside the car, Su Ya was brewing coffee at the bar, and the aroma was overflowing.

Lu Fan sat in front of the console, his fingers tapping on the keyboard.

"Hum—" A few extremely faint buzzing sounds.

Three fly-sized bionic drones flew out through the vents.

The screen instantly split into four images.

In night vision mode, the layout of the entire base was clear at a glance.

"Heh, quite guarded."

In the images, several figures were hiding in the shadows of the teaching building, peeking with binoculars.

Lu Fan didn't take these small fry seriously at all.

The bionic drones quickly dispersed.

Unit 1 flew toward the gymnasium.

The Armory.

Two heavy machine guns at the entrance, four guards.

The side ventilation window was rusted, and the drone easily drilled in.

A few crates of grenades, a few hundred old-fashioned rifles.

The firepower was average.

It was so shabby it made one want to cry.

Unit 2, the canteen kitchen.

The supply depot.

Three iron doors, three shifts of guards, guarded quite strictly.

Inside were piled the supplies transported back from the shopping mall.

There was plenty of rice and flour, but almost no meat.

"So poor."

Lu Fan shook his head, picked up the coffee handed to him by Su Ya, and took a sip.

This level of defense was full of flaws to him.

If he wanted to, he could make this base change its name to Lu tonight.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

Killing the chicken to get the eggs was too low-level.

What he wanted was for this chicken to willingly walk into the cage.

By the way, he also had to make this chicken peck that disobedient little chick to death.

Finally, Lu Fan switched the screen to Unit 1, which was flying toward the Administration Building.

His eyes suddenly lit up.