"Big Sister, we're running out of food. After taking in this batch of people, should we slow down a bit?" Someone counted the food in the warehouse, starting to feel anxious.
This was still from robbing a gang just now. Although their organization publicly claimed to have an endless supply of food, in reality, they completely relied on warfare to sustain themselves. Bringing in a group of people, destroying a gang, then using the looted supplies to recruit more people, attack a bigger gang...
But in this way, there was always a Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.
"I've already contacted the organization. They're sending 100 tons of bread, but it'll take at least 10 days..." The Big Sister sighed, but...
They weren't going to stop developing new recruits. After all, now she could even feel her power reaching the level of Quasi-Tier Four!
