297: Knight Island

“Comrades, I’ll say a few words.” Pan Han waved his hand, signaling everyone to calm down.

Everyone present immediately quieted down, the scene was silent, all waiting to hear Pan Han’s instructions.

“These canned goods are for our base to exchange for mechs with the Twelve Palaces. Therefore, they need to be temporarily sealed and cannot be touched. Once the mechs arrive, we will immediately divide into three routes to conquer All States. By then, I promise everyone, there will be twice as many canned goods distributed to you!”

As soon as Pan Han finished speaking, everyone started shouting again, erupting in thunderous applause.

“Commander is mighty!”

“Dawn Base will win!”

“Retake All States!”

… …

“Qin Zhong, has the combat plan been finalized?”

“Reporting, Commander, it has been finalized!” Qin Zhong stood at attention, chest out, head held high, and replied.

“Also, formulate a separate military merit reward plan. Those who have made achievements in killing enemies must be heavily rewarded!” Pan Han surprised everyone again.

After the display of divine power just now, everyone believed that Pan Han had unlimited resources, and their hearts were completely at ease.

Since the Commander had supplies and was so generous, there was no reason not to fight bravely and kill the enemy.

Everyone present was holding back a surge of energy, determined to seize this opportunity to accumulate more military merits, so they wouldn’t have to worry about their future lives!

As long as they worked hard, they could eat their fill! As long as they had military merits, they could eat well!

Where could one find such a base in the apocalypse?

Anyone who dared to harm the base in the slightest would absolutely not have a good end!

“Cheng Xiao, you take people to seal the warehouse. Later, go talk to Mr. Mo about the mech purchase.”

“Yes, Commander!”

“Second Sister! Is the food ready?”

“Commander, it’s been ready for a long time, just waiting for you to say the word.”

“Good, let’s eat!”

The crowd cheered again, and Pan Han, surrounded like a revered figure, led everyone directly to the dining hall.

Normally, he would eat with Qin Zhong and others, but today he was going to eat with everyone.

Dili Abasi followed Pan Han, never leaving his side; she now looked at Pan Han as if he were a god.

Dawn Base had newly built 4 large dining halls, capable of accommodating 5,000 people simultaneously.

Pan Han, accompanied by Cheng Xiao and Dili Abasi, moved through several dining halls, chatting and laughing with the base members.

Everyone raised their glasses to Pan Han, and he accepted every toast, one cup after another.

This meal lasted until evening before everyone returned, fully satisfied.

Pan Han had indeed drunk too much today, consuming at least 500 bottles of beer and 20 bottles of liquor.

This was even with Cheng Xiao and Dili Abasi helping him fend off a lot, otherwise, it would have been at least double.

The two women helped him back to the villa and laid him on the bed to rest.

He slept until past ten in the morning the next day, and Pan Han was woken up by a headache.

“Good heavens, I can’t drink like this anymore, it’s too uncomfortable.” Pan Han picked up the water glass by the bed and drank it all.

The two women were nowhere to be found, the room was empty. Pan Han picked up the walkie-talkie and told Cheng Xiao that he was leaving and would return in a few days, and everyone should proceed as usual.

Having said that, he dressed and traveled back to the shared rental house.

This small room was now his place for traveling, which was also making the best use of resources.

His head still hurt a lot, so he went straight into the bathroom and took a good hot shower.

After coming out, he felt refreshed and finally comfortable.

Lying on the bed, he took out his tablet and continued to check the Knight Order’s information. He hadn’t finished looking at all the assets last time because there were too many.

After flipping a few pages, a piece of information suddenly caught his attention.

“There’s even a small island??” Pan Han clicked on the detailed content page.

This small island was located in the middle of the South Pacific Islands, with an area of about 18 square kilometers. It was previously one of the Leader’s vacation resorts, with a large villa, an airport, a dock, and some permanent servants and armed forces.

The island’s name was very prominent, simply called Knight Island, and it was ostensibly purchased and owned by Shell Oil Group.

It had full property rights!

“Knight Island, isn’t this exactly what I wanted?” Pan Han murmured. He had previously felt that running back and forth between several places to transport supplies was inconvenient. Just when he felt sleepy, a pillow was delivered.

In the future, he could build several large warehouses on the island and transport things freely.

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a command to Ouyang Cong: “Take me to Knight Island.”

A minute later, Ouyang Cong sent a message: “Yes, Leader, a private jet will be arranged immediately.”

After half a minute, he added another line: “Do you need Ellie to accompany you?”

“No, no one needs to accompany me. I’ll be at the small courtyard in an hour, just arrange for someone to take me to the airport.”

“Yes, Leader.”

Fifteen hours later, Pan Han’s private jet landed at Knight Island Airport.

A Rolls-Royce was waiting, and he got into the special car and arrived at the villa.

On the way, Pan Han noticed that the entire island was built very beautifully, with tropical vegetation everywhere, and the ground hardening and sanitation were impeccable.

The villa was also extremely luxurious, even the toilets were made of gold.

Knight Island had 50 servants, 20 Leader guards, and about 100 airport and dock workers.

The only thing missing was large warehouses. Pan Han gave the order to Ouyang Cong to arrange for people to build ten large warehouses as soon as possible, all of which needed refrigeration functions.

Thinking that he would be transporting oil there in the future, Pan Han also asked him to build several large underground oil storage tanks.

Everything arranged, he sat on the golden toilet and played King of Glory.

“This world is so superficial, they actually treat gold as a treasure! Hahaha!” Pan Han looked at the considerable amount of gold left in his space.

“In a few days, I’ll get a few hundred tons for the Knight Order. I always ask them for favors, but don’t give them any benefits, then they’ll say I’m stingy.” Pan Han knew that relationships were mutual; even as the Leader, if he kept doing thoughtless things, his position would become unstable.

Although Pan Han could instantly kill everyone in the Knight Order.

But he couldn’t really kill everyone.

Although it would be satisfying, it wasn’t necessary!

The human heart is quite worth studying.

Make your own people numerous, and your enemies few.

“Sigh! Boring! Five consecutive losses again!” Pan Han left the golden toilet, looked back, and said helplessly.

At this moment, Ouyang Cong sent another message: “Leader, the Three Elders of the Committee wish to see you.”

“Oh? Why don’t they find me themselves?” Pan Han wondered, as they could clearly reach him through the special phone.

“The Three Elders haven’t met you before and were afraid of disturbing your rest by directly speaking.”

“Oh! Then tell them, not now!” He still wanted to enjoy a few carefree days on Knight Island.

The later he met those old guys, the better, otherwise, there would definitely be nothing but problems.

“Uh! This…” Ouyang Cong clearly hesitated. The Three Elders’ status in the Knight Order was second only to the Leader, and there had never been a situation where they proactively sought an audience and the Leader ignored them.

It completely stumped Ouyang Cong!

“What? Is there a problem?” Pan Han immediately said displeasedly, a deep chill transmitting through the phone to Ouyang Cong’s ear.

He couldn’t help but shiver.

“No, no, Leader, there’s no problem. It’s just that the Three Elders want to see you and report on their work.” Ouyang Cong bit the bullet and said, enduring the cold.

“Just send me the weekly report.” Pan Han chuckled inwardly, “I’ve finally become someone who doesn’t have to write weekly reports.”