「The next day. Afternoon.」
On the outskirts of Xiahai City, at the abandoned factory Fang Zhen had rented.
The main gate of the abandoned factory, locked tight for a long ti, finally opened in the afternoon. Trucks began to move in and out, delivering a wide variety of supplies.
Inside the factory, Fang Zhen waited for the trucks to deliver and unload the goods. In addition to the instant noodle cakes and pre-made als he had bought last ti, his latest purchase consisted mainly of rice, soybean oil, various pickled vegetables, and sauces.
A daily food cost of seven yuan per soldier didn’t seem like much at first, but when providing for an army of over ten thousand, the financial pressure was significant.
To address this, Fang Zhen optimized his provisions once again. ’Instant noodle cakes are a bit too extravagant,’ he thought. ’It’s better to stick to the basics: rice, oil, and salt, and just add so sauces.’
After all, the people of the real world and the people of the Zambein Kingdom were at completely different stages of developnt and lifestyle.
In the modern world, people had beco health-conscious, preferring diets low in sugar, oil, and salt. The people of the Zambein Kingdom, however, were still at a stage where they craved such things.
That was the difference: modern people pursued health, while the people of the Zambein Kingdom pursued calories.
The quantity of supplies he purchased was massive, yet the total cost was only around nine hundred thousand yuan—cheaper than he had expected.
For example, he bought the soybean oil in large barrels, at a cost of only 2.45 yuan per kilogram.
He had initially considered buying lard, but after checking the market prices, he found it cost over ten yuan per kilogram, sotis even more. It simply wasn’t as cost-effective as soybean oil.
With the supplies now sufficient to feed an army of ten thousand for a good while, all he had to do was wait for the movers to finish. Then, he could begin the transport using his Extraordinary Power.
「A little over an hour later.」
The trucks had delivered all the goods, which were now piled high inside the factory, forming a small mountain.
The day-laborers Fang Zhen had hired from the local market used flatbed carts to move the supplies into a vacant area within the factory.
None of the workers asked why Fang Zhen was having these goods delivered here. They were just there to do a job, so they simply assud the place was being used as a warehouse.
Once all the supplies were moved into the building and the delivery trucks had departed, Fang Zhen paid the day-laborers.
After they left, Fang Zhen securely relocked the main factory gate and went back inside to the workshop area.
He was being extrely cautious.
Moving the goods inside the factory building wasn’t an unnecessary precaution. Fang Zhen was extrely careful about using his Extraordinary Power in the real world. He had even considered the possibility that summoning the sub-space in the open factory yard might be accidentally captured by a Google Maps satellite.
’So, it’s best to move the supplies inside the factory.’
Here, he was going to try sothing.
Earlier that morning, Fang Zhen had already run a test.
He had discovered that even inside the factory, he could sense the coordinates of his sub-space. He had successfully summoned it and retrieved the stone he’d tossed into it back in Viscount Keton’s Territory—the one from beneath the large, Bodhi Tree-like tree.
That very stone was now sitting in front of the mountain-like pile of supplies.
The test confird it: Fang Zhen was certain he could access the sub-space’s coordinates from Earth.
After confirming that no one was around, Fang Zhen pulled the large doors of the workshop shut.
He walked over to the pile of supplies.
He reached out with his consciousness, and the coordinates of the sub-space imdiately appeared in his mind.
A white point of light expanded rapidly, transforming into a cube-shaped space that his consciousness pulled toward him as if with a magnet.
Instantly, a black, teacup-sized vortex materialized in the air of the workshop. It rapidly grew larger, spinning like a black hole until it was about two or three ters in diater.
The vortex seed to be linked to Fang Zhen’s consciousness, allowing him to control it with his mind.
Fang Zhen deliberately controlled the black vortex, making it move horizontally.
Instantly, the various supplies piled before him—rice, flour, grains, oil, sauce packets, and more—were all sucked into the black vortex.
Although the supplies had seed like a huge amount, they actually didn’t take up that many cubic ters once piled together. The sub-space absorbed them all, and there was still room to spare around the blonde-haired girl in the crystal.
Once Fang Zhen had sent all the supplies into the sub-space, he let out a long sigh and severed the connection.
The black vortex imdiately began to shrink, vanishing from the air without a trace.
Fang Zhen stared at the now-empty factory floor. He marveled at how useful the sub-space was, but at the sa ti, another thought surfaced in his mind.
’So, I can summon this thing on Earth, too. That ans Earth isn’t so special exception. It’s much like the Zambein Kingdom in the Naless World.’
’At least, from the perspective of this ’Simulated Life Ga,’ Earth is just another world-terminal.’
’Earth exists within the sa universal frawork as the ga, not as a special exception.’
Fang Zhen tried not to overthink it. He simply felt that this strange life-simulation ga had far more to it than he’d realized.
’There are so many unanswered questions.’
He reined in his thoughts, setting these matters aside for the ti being.
With the army’s supplies taken care of, Fang Zhen left the factory, got into his Land Rover, and headed downtown to et with the manager of the Yu Le Gold Store.
A twenty-minute drive brought him to the teahouse where he had arranged to et the manager.
Fang Zhen parked his car, got out, and entered the teahouse. When he went up to the private room on the second floor, he found the manager of the Yu Le Gold Store already waiting for him, accompanied by two security guards.
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