Kingdom of Corrosion

"Should be dead," Maya stood up, making herself a target, ready to dodge at any moment. If she couldn’t evade the first bullet, she could still dodge the second.

Shana maintained vigilance and said, "Is it possible that the fortress issued a mission to its agents? In the eyes of the NPCs, we are neutral, and they have no reason to attack us directly, but they can assign dirty work to fortress agents. The resources of a non-Hardcore Mode town, in exchange for being hunted by fortress agents, sounds fair."

Maya said, "The top priority now is to restore the power supply. With Lin Wu’s drones, we can effectively avoid being ambushed." She wasn’t afraid of the enemy breaching the base because an alarm would sound as soon as they entered the safe zone. However, with so many buildings across the street, she was concerned about becoming the target of a sniper. But the terrain was favorable for Shadow — the area was filled with zombies, and the fortress agents could only make it to the rooftops, where, with the help of the drones, they could be easily spotted.

The more she thought about it, the more tasks she seemed to have. But don’t think Maya was tired or sighing over this; in fact, she relished these challenges. As long as she hadn’t lost all her chips and wasn’t cornered, she would do her utmost to steer things in a favorable direction. It was at the signpost of Fantasy City Route 77 that she felt mentally exhausted for the first and only time.

For Maya, losing Dashuang and Cotton affected her as the loss of two manpower resources. The remaining members were different; none could be replaced by another. Still, Maya was relatively optimistic about the situation. Shadow’s strength wasn’t fundamentally compromised. She had already considered the factors involving Snow Egg and Starlight — her concern wasn’t whether these people would cause infighting within Shadow, but gasoline.

Shadow had nearly burned through all of its gasoline, and with Dashuang, the oil producer, gone, they could only rely on scavenging to stock up for the trip to Left County. Judging by her and Shana’s haul from that morning, gasoline didn’t seem to be a problem; it was just that she didn’t want to waste it unnecessarily.

Therefore, although Maya had many things to do, lacked many things, and time was short, everything was still under control and moving in a positive direction.

As Stone had appraised Maya’s hormone levels: as long as Maya had faith and confidence, Shana wouldn’t despair. If the emotional Shana didn’t despair, then no one else would. Lin Wu, heartless and carefree with a tent in hand, could make any place his home. Stone and Su Shi had planned to live in seclusion, just getting by until death.