When he heard this estimate, there was no way to deny that Luo Yang was a little disappointed.
After all, even a comrcial airplane is more than twice the speed of this flying saucer.
But then, he rembered what Jiang Huo had said: it was a "common" transport ship, not counting the structure materials, which seed to be coated with a heavy tal, more than 20 centiters thick.
Therefore, it is natural that it is much heavier than a comrcial airplane, and flying at a speed of 300 km/h is not bad at all.
Rembering Jiang Huo's question about whether he should return to the spaceship, Luo Yang hesitated for a mont.
He thought that maybe it would be better to personally go pick up his siblings.
But the other flying saucer had already left 30 minutes ago and would arrive faster than him, and they would definitely be more professional than him.
Then, he couldn't help but think of sothing else... When his siblings arrived, they would need supplies, especially his sister, who needed dication.
As for thinking about whether sothing happened to them before the flying saucer arrived, Luo Yang really didn't want to think about it.
With this in mind, Luo Yang imdiately ordered Jiang Huo:
"Let's go to the dicine Distribution Center first."
"Yes, Supre Commander!" Jiang Huo responded respectfully.
As soon as he responded, the flying saucer trembled slightly, but soon Luo Yang noticed that it quickly stabilized.
If he hadn't seen through the hologram images that the flying saucer was moving, he would think it was still stationary.
As for the reason why Luo Yang decided to go to the dicine Distribution Center instead of pharmacies or hospitals, it was very simple.
The dicine Distribution Center is nothing more than a warehouse that stores most of the city's dications.
Moreover, it is the place that distributes dications to most hospitals, and naturally, Luo Yang does not want to take just a few dications for his siblings.
Now, in the apocalypse, there are no more factories, among other things, and he knows that when supplies start to run out, human nature will begin to show itself in the worst possible way.
In this scenario, the two most valuable things will be food and dicine.
Furthermore, Luo Yang has more than 500 subordinates, and they will naturally need a lot of dicine and food.
Therefore, Luo Yang's goal on this trip is to loot as much dicine as possible from the dicine Distribution Center.
Perhaps, in the future, he can even use them to trade with other survivors or shelters for so things.
While he was thinking, the flying saucer had already landed smoothly in front of the dicine Distribution Center.
...
"Supre Commander! We are going down. Do you have any preference for dications?" Jiang Huo asked before leaving.
As Supre Commander, Luo Yang naturally would not leave the flying saucer to go get the dications.
That was naturally Jiang Huo's and the other ard guards' job.
"Insulin, as much as possible," Luo Yang said without hesitation.
His younger sister, Luo Bingxue, has a chronic disease called diabetes. Because of this, every ti she eats, she needs to take insulin.
This is also the main reason why Luo Yang is in such a hurry to stockpile as much dication as he can!
"Sure, Supre Commander!"
As soon as he heard the command, Jiang Huo nodded and left with the other ten ard guards who had co with him earlier.
On the other side, seeing that he was left alone on the flying saucer, Luo Yang couldn't help but turn his attention to the system.
You know, so far, he hadn't even figured out what the system's function was!
"System, what is your function?" Luo Yang asked hesitantly.
The next second, the chanical voice of the system sounded.
[Ding! The goal of this system is to ensure the survival of the human race. To achieve this, the system will reward the host with a certain amount of points every day, at 00:00, based on the number of survivors in your shelter!]
[These points can be exchanged for items in the system shop or used in the system lottery!]
"Well... that's it?"
Luo Yang couldn't help but be stunned when he discovered the function of the system.
He had just left countless survivors in his old ho and now discovered that the system's function was to earn rewards based on the survivors in his "shelter."
Although the system didn't explain in detail, Luo Yang naturally associated "shelter" with his spaceship.
"Then it makes sense that the spaceship can hold 300,000 survivors."
At that mont, Luo Yang couldn't help but rember the information he had ignored when extracting the spaceship.
But he didn't regret not saving his old neighbors.
After all... its function was much more useful: report everything that happened to the authorities!
Besides, what is there in abundance in the apocalypse?
Well... Except for zombies, it's the survivors!
Therefore, as long as he sent his subordinates and the nine flying saucers, they could bring a total of 270 people at a ti.
So, it wouldn't be difficult to accumulate a large number of survivors and earn many points from the system.
"I'm thinking in the wrong way!" Luo Yang suddenly tapped his head lightly.
Then, his face lit up.
He had been thinking about this, but forgot one crucial detail: even if he rescued all the survivors, he would still have to take care of them.
From food... dicine... to their daily needs.
Even earning points from the system, Luo Yang wasn't the least bit interested in that burden. Besides, one question arose in his mind...
Who was in greater need?
Did Luo Yang desperately need survivors?
Or was it the survivors who desperately needed a safe shelter?
The answer was obvious: the survivors were the ones who needed refuge the most!
With this in mind, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that Luo Yang possessed the most valuable commodity in the apocalypse — except for food and dicine!
"So... it's not who needs to go look for survivors!"
"It's the survivors who will co to ... and, at this mont, they won't mind paying a price to live safely in my shelter!"
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