77: Chapter 77 Disposal of Prisoners

Chapter 77 Handling Captives

Standing before Wang Ting, Bai Shou no longer dared to pull any petty tricks, spilling all the hiding places and details of the important items in one go.

"Dong Hu, you drive. Let's go take a look."

Dong Hu immediately prepared the off-road vehicle, roughly dragged Bai Shou to the back seat, and threw him in.

Wang Ting also got into the car and sat steadily in the back row, while Bai Shou beside him was like a quail, completely not daring to move.

The car set off from the camp and barged deeper into Ash Valley.

The weathered rocks here became increasingly dense and looked even more bizarre, looking very much like ferocious monsters. As the fierce wind swept past, a faint howling sound could be heard, making one's heart shudder with cold fear.

"Tell me about the news regarding the supernatural potions in your hands."

Bai Shou had just mentioned earlier that the three brothers were planning to go exchange for supernatural potions.

Then the three of them must be clear on the channels for exchanging supernatural potions.

Whether from the black market or from Jumu City, there must be exact news, otherwise they wouldn't have prepared like this.

Speaking of which, Zhao Kun and Fan Da also held this news in their hands, except they thought Wang Ting didn't need these news at present, so they hadn't communicated much about it.

"We received wind that someone will be selling supernatural potions on the black market of Huangyan Town, and the time should be within these few days."

"Where in the black market?"

"The auction house." Bai Shou answered honestly, "Only the auction house has the confidence to sell this thing; others wouldn't bear to take it out."

The auction house was one of the black market forces directly controlled by Huangyan Town.

The leader of Huangyan Town was already a supernatural being, and even the deputy leader was very likely a supernatural being.

Only these supernatural beings would be willing to take out supernatural potions to exchange for more supernatural resources. If other Shelters accidentally obtained supernatural potions, they would probably hide them away and use them themselves.

"The specific time?"

Wang Ting's expression remained as usual, but a faint light flickered in the depths of his eyes, pondering whether he should get involved.

A bitter smile appeared on Bai Shou's face: "We don't know the specific time either; we've only received wind for now. But when the time comes, Huangyan Town will definitely let people spread the news in the wasteland."

Huangyan Town's purpose was to collect supernatural materials as much as possible, naturally hoping more people would bid. Revealing the news in advance was also based on this logic.

Huangyan Town would spread the news, but Outpost Camp was not a veteran Shelter, and hadn't even visited the black market much, so it might not necessarily receive the wind.

Wang Ting frowned slightly and asked again: "What about the enhancement potion?"

"The enhancement potion was robbed back by us. We originally planned to reward it to subordinates to break through human limits, but no one performed meritorious service for a time, so it was shelved. Anyway, it's useless to the three of us, so we aren't in a hurry."

The enhancement potion was a famous potion on Tieling Wasteland. Although it was far inferior to supernatural potions, its function was merely to enhance bodily strength and unearth potential genes, thereby breaking through human limits.

It could not gain supernatural power, but for the vast majority of people, this was already the best way to obtain power.

The leaders of some Shelters were themselves supernatural beings or secondary limit-breaking warriors. Although the enhancement potion was useless to them, it could be used on confidants to enhance their strength and strengthen their own rule.

The off-road vehicle quickly arrived beneath the huge rock mentioned by Bai Shou.

The weathered rock was about 7 meters high, looking just like a crimson broken sword stabbed into the gravelly earth.

The bottom of the rock showed no traces of a stone cave; it was obviously buried by someone.

Bai Shou was very conscious. Under Dong Hu's surveillance, he personally dug open the soil layer to reveal a large door panel below. Beneath the wooden board was where the stone cave was located.

Creak. The wooden board was lifted by him, revealing a spacious stone cave.

The three entered one by one. Sweeping their gazes inside the dim stone cave, they immediately discovered that there were a total of three or four special boxes placed inside.

Beside these three or four large boxes, there was also a small box the size of a human head.

Wang Ting asked Bai Shou to open the box, and inside was precisely a bottle of crystal-red potion.

Dong Hu on the side opened the box to inspect it, couldn't help drawing a cold breath, his eyes filled with shock, which then all turned into joy.

He immediately counted the quantity and then said excitedly to Wang Ting: "167 portions of supernatural materials! Captain, we've struck it rich!"

"Pack them away, then return to the camp."

The supplies of Three Wolves Gang were far more than Wang Ting and the others had expected.

There were as many as 13,000 energy blocks, and the combined weight of rice and wheat was 8,000 catties. The food alone was enough to support over 300 people for half a month. If they were willing to steel their hearts and eat only one energy block a day, these energy blocks and food could support them for about a month and a half to two months.

Besides food, the harvest of firearms was even more pleasantly surprising. There were about 300 guns of various types including rifles, submachine guns, pistols, and old-fashioned shotguns, with a total of nearly 27,000 to 28,000 rounds of ammunition, one bazooka, three rockets, and 20 grenades.

In terms of vehicles, there were also 6 cars, 10 motorcycles, and a batch of parts.

Just the equipment and supplies mentioned above were already enough to establish a camp no inferior to Scarecrow Town. Although there might still be a shortage of food, in terms of military strength, it was definitely not far behind.

After Wang Ting transported all these supplies back to Outpost Camp, Ren Chuan and the outpost members responsible for supply logistics immediately became busy running around in circles.

Although many wooden houses had been built in the camp, wanting to store so many supplies was suddenly stretched to the limit.

Ren Chuan had no choice but to transport more than half of the supplies into Vine Town.

Vine Town had ready-made cleared residential houses and transfer points like cafeteria buildings. The buildings were sturdy with sufficient space, making them natural warehouses.

Moreover, the later development of Vine Town also required a large amount of supplies and bullets, so they simply transported these things in now to facilitate future dispatching.

The disposal of supplies could still be resolved methodically, but Wang Ting now had to deal with a big trouble: how should the 117 captives be arranged?

"Even if we give the 117 captives just one energy block a day, over a month it will still take three to four thousand blocks, and we also have to assign manpower to guard against them. In the long run, this is not a solution; we must get them moving."

Feng Bo found Wang Ting at the first moment to talk about this matter.

In the wasteland, if a person could not exert his value, then raising a person was worse than raising a pig—at least raising a pig wouldn't result in a loss.

"Drag them all into Vine Town to reclaim wasteland."

Wang Ting's expression was calm; in fact, he already had arrangements in mind.

These people who had just been captured definitely couldn't be placed in Outpost Camp. There were many of them, their martial strength was not weak, and their morale was fluctuating; it was completely unknown what thoughts were in their hearts right now.

Whether they would surrender, escape, or harbor hatred was yet unknown. Putting them in the camp was too unsafe.

But if they were put into the Floor World, it would be different again.

Every floor was equivalent to a natural prison. Banishing them inside with a little extra supervision could eliminate the possibility of them making trouble outside.

As for making trouble inside Vine Town?

As long as nothing was wrong with their brains, they wouldn't dare to do so.

Because the monk could run, but the temple couldn't run away. As long as they were still inside Vine Town, whatever trouble they stirred up, the consequence would be only one—facing Wang Ting, this furious monster, head-on.

Feng Bo nodded. He highly approved of Wang Ting's idea, but he had some misgivings in his heart.

He glanced at Wang Ting, hesitating to speak, but finally reminded Wang Ting: "Are all 117 people staying? I'm not worried about whether they can do things; what I'm worried about is that we killed members of Three Wolves Gang after all. If someone harbors hatred, I'm afraid they'll stab us in the back at a critical moment."

"Kill."

Wang Ting's expression was calm, and icy words spat out from his mouth: "The confidants of Zhou Lin and Kang Quan, kill them all, leaving not a single one. The close friends or blood relatives of these confidants should also be killed directly; if they only have a good relationship, observe their attitudes secretly, and if there is any resentment, leave none alive."

He paused slightly, then said: "Captives who reclaim wasteland for two months can become militiamen in the Floor World. After being a militiaman for two months, they can join the Guard Team, gain the authority to walk out of the Floor World, and have a status equivalent to residents of the outpost."

The people of Three Wolves Gang were all warriors who had fought monsters in the wasteland and galloped across the Gobi Desert; making them only reclaim wasteland would be too wasteful.

Wang Ting needed them to become obedient knives in his hands, except this process required time to hone.

Hearing Wang Ting's plan, Feng Bo felt a shock in his heart.

If they really did this, many of these 117 people would probably die.

Since Zhou Lin and Kang Quan could have the final say in Three Wolves Gang, it meant that the confidants under their hands were definitely not few.

"Questioning them separately and inquiring in secret, it's not difficult to screen these people out, but perhaps a third will die."

"They are all people who deserve to die; we don't need to leave behind hidden dangers."

Feng Bo took a deep breath and nodded in agreement: "I know how to arrange it; it will probably take 3 days."

"Mn."

Wang Ting nodded and suddenly said again: "Have Bai Shou do it, execute them face-to-face."

Feng Bo's pupils shrank suddenly, as if it was the first time he saw Wang Ting being so decisive and ruthless.

If Bai Shou really made a move, even as fellow members of Three Wolves Gang, once this knife was swung down, past friendships would be severed.

They might even harbor resentment towards him in their hearts.

As teammates, even if their relationship wasn't that of close friends, calling them friends was definitely not an exaggeration. For the sake of survival, Bai Shou used his brothers as a meeting gift, naturally making him a person they loathed.

"Understood. I'll go arrange it right now."

"Old Feng, wait a moment."

Wang Ting called out to Feng Bo. Feng Bo was slightly stunned, turned around, and asked: "Is there anything else?"

"Take this. I'm going out in a few days, and you're responsible for guarding the camp."

Feng Bo reached out to catch it, his peripheral vision catching a glimpse of crystal red. The object in his hand turned out to be an enhancement potion.

He looked at Wang Ting in surprise, a trace of moving emotion rising in his heart.

He had never actively brought up asking for rewards, but obviously, the many things he had done for this camp were all seen by Wang Ting in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then said: "I will guard the camp. But I cannot accept this thing. The things Old Dong and Ren Chuan do are no less than mine."

"Old Feng, I'm very glad that you consider things for the camp. But the things I give out, I won't take back. Take it. You're just a step faster than them; subsequent ones will all have them."

"Thank you, Boss."

Feng Bo nodded heavily, then strode out of Wang Ting's room.

Wang Ting sat alone in a chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, pondering the system construction of the camp.

Supplies were gradually becoming complete, and the exploration of Vine Town was gradually making headway. What needed to be done next, in fact, was to build the camp to be even more complete.

"After Old Feng uses the potion, he should soon have the strength of a primary limit-breaker. However, the strengths of Dong Hu, Xiang Nan, and Ren Chuan are still far too lacking."

Wang Ting felt a bit troubled. The people under his command were too weak, without even a single primary limit-breaking warrior.

Even if Wang Ting wanted to gather more people and expand the camp, his heart desired it but his strength fell short.

If the people under his command were not strong, there was no way to suppress others, and it was impossible to rely entirely on him alone.

"After a while, I'll exchange for the Blood Vine Corpse Tree, and the blood vine fruit can be put right into the contribution system."

Wang Ting's gaze became incomparably firm. He believed in the loyalty of Feng Bo and others, but he likewise believed that interests came first.

Only with a complete system would the camp become better and better, and grow larger and larger.