If it was just an ordinary person who transmigrated into the world of Resident Evil, at most he could only spend all his family's wealth to prepare a few years' worth of apocalypse survival supplies for himself.

But the Lan Nuos number a full ten thousand, and what they can build is an absolute apocalypse fortress, with an independent energy system, water circulation system, radio system, and some Lan Nuos even used their connections to acquire high-level access to the Iridium System.

The Iridium System is a Global communication satellite system developed by Motorola, originally intended to achieve Global signal coverage with 77 satellites, like electrons orbiting an Iridium atom's nucleus; later, only sixty-six satellites were used to achieve this plan.

Although Motorola eventually failed, the Iridium System has been preserved, and many outdoor expeditions and polar explorations still use Iridium phones today.

Even if the apocalypse descends and Resident Evil breaks out, this system can last for a long time; even if the internet speed is slow and the signal is poor, the mere fact that it covers the entire Global is impressive enough.

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Scott is an instructor hired by the Lan Nuos; his job is to teach the Lan Nuos basic military skills and wilderness survival. There are also Soldiers among the Lan Nuos, but none have actually been to a battlefield and received military honors like Scott. In order to learn real skills, they spent a fortune hiring this retired Soldier king.

"Wow! Your apocalypse fortress is really cool!" Scott sat in a jeep, drove over the drawbridge, and whistled at the reinforced concrete city walls.

"Lisi Te, you are the most hardcore apocalypse preppers I've ever seen, bar none! Oh my God! Is that a power plant?! Damn it! You even grow vegetables in the city, you don't happen to have Chinese ancestry, do you?!"

Lisi Te is naturally a Lan Nuo, and hearing this, he gave a bitter smile. They also wanted to do something for China in this world, but unfortunately, besides warning, they couldn't do anything else. After all, tens of thousands of people organizing to leave the country and then buying land and building a castle in a foreign land—before the zombies even arrive, the army would directly flatten it.

"Planting is necessary. We have preserved a large number of high-yield crop seeds, and specialists are studying breeding knowledge to ensure that good varieties do not degrade after the apocalypse arrives.

Our biggest purpose in inviting you here is to seek your guidance on military skills. Facing all possible apocalypses, we must have our own coping capabilities."

"Alright, alright! You guys are really crazy! But I like generous guys like you. I will train you like I train real Soldiers." Scott finished speaking and continued to point at the city, marveling at the hardcore nature of these apocalypse preppers. The city even had a specially built railway, with several old-fashioned trains parked on it, and someone was modifying something on them, seemingly to transform these into armored trains.

Although Scott is not an apocalypse prepper, anyone who sees such a fantastical apocalypse fortress would want to visit it thoroughly. However, the Lan Nuos paid too much, so he could only complete the training of the Lan Nuos first before continuing his tour.

Arriving at the training ground, Scott saw a group of Lan Nuos conducting formation and physical training. He nodded in satisfaction. These things are useless on the battlefield, but they prove that his big patrons are not just playing around, but are actually willing to listen to orders and train!

Three hundred Lan Nuos gathered to listen to Scott's speech. The consistent style of American officers training Soldiers is to first insult them personally, establishing a firm superior-subordinate relationship by demeaning the Soldiers' character. But these are all patrons, so Scott could only try his best to be polite, yet it still made him worry whether these people would strictly follow his orders.

However, he quickly realized that his worries were unnecessary. The Lan Nuos' attitude towards training was even more serious than that of actual reserve Soldiers. Even with varying physical conditions, some individuals even having a history of chronic illness, they still diligently completed every training session, as if they were truly about to go to the front lines.

Scott himself was very puzzled as to where his employers found these individuals with such strong willpower. If their physical fitness were a bit better, with this kind of training, it wouldn't take long for them to possess combat capabilities comparable to a professional army.

Little did he know, for every Lan Nuo, there was a high probability of facing a battlefield next. Whether for the collective, for themselves, or for the promise of 'not one less,' rigorous training was essential.

This is like the example high school teachers often use to mock students: if you are shot for not passing the college entrance exam's first-tier university cutoff, 99% of the country's test-takers would pass. Many things are not impossible, but rather, they haven't been pushed to that extent.

While some Lan Nuos were frantically training military skills, another group was preparing for the final touches on the apocalypse fortress.

Not all apocalypse survival supplies can be purchased on a large scale. Although control in America is not as strict as in China, firearms, bulletproof vests, dangerous chemicals, and some extremely expensive high-end electronic products that would even make the Lan Nuos' hearts ache are still very difficult to acquire in large quantities.

Especially since these items are going to an apocalypse fortress, it's as if you're trying to establish a state within a state. Even the excuse of being an apocalypse prepper wouldn't work.

Therefore, a large portion of the ten thousand Lan Nuos remained hidden. These individuals outwardly had no connection whatsoever with Bluefly Town, but secretly they were collecting firearms, chemical raw materials, server hosts, engineering machinery, and so on.

These things didn't need to be purchased; it was enough to have their respective companies and factories stockpile them in large quantities and know where the stockpiled warehouses were.

When the apocalypse descends, as citizens of America, not performing a traditional 'zero-dollar shopping' act would truly be a disservice to their current nationality. When others do 'zero-dollar shopping,' it's just a few people, dozens of people, and at most, they might have an automatic weapon.

But who are the Lan Nuos? They are people with ten thousand companions. When they go 'zero-dollar shopping,' it's at least hundreds of people, fully armed, driving tractors welded with steel plates, systematically and premeditatedly clearing out inventory.

In terms of both combat power and efficiency, they are not on the same level as the revelers in the chaos of the apocalypse.

If nothing unexpected happens, it would be incredibly simple for the Lan Nuos to survive for a year in Resident Evil. However, if nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected is about to happen.

As is well-known, Resident Evil is a very special world. If it were an ordinary Resident Evil, it would naturally be relatively safe. But if you wake up in this world and hear someone next to you say, "You are the best among this batch of newcomers!"

Then, without a doubt, the problem is serious. And Lin Xiqiu, an ordinary Lan Nuo, heard this sentence after waking up.

Cold... shaking... Lan Nuo woke up...

【To be continued】

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