’So those two were from the Relief Society?’
"If that’s the case, then what happened to the people who went out before..."
Genevieve clenched her fists.
It turned out the Relief Society periodically recruited Superpower Users to lead normal people out on supply runs for food and water.
For over a month now, not a single one of the normal people who went out had ever returned alive.
"No wonder it’s always the Superpower Users who come back,"
"They’re in cahoots with the Relief Society."
Malcolm Holden muttered.
"Be careful."
Nina Jacobs said simply.
She had heard from Silas Crowley and the others that the Relief Society at Lornwood Base wasn’t as simple as it appeared on the surface.
She was telling them this to warn them.
"We understand. We won’t breathe a word of this to them."
Genevieve had been suspicious before; after all, coincidences couldn’t happen every single time.
But hearing it confirmed now still filled her with uncontrollable rage.
After bidding them farewell, Nina Jacobs planned to go somewhere else.
’Since I’m going to sell water, I need a more efficient method.’
She had seen a fully automatic juice vending machine at Gralem Prison. All you had to do was connect a water pipe and set the output volume for automated sales.
She had already written down the address of the factory that made them, which was about a two-hour drive away.
She planned to go there and collect some vending machines to take back to the base.
Along the way, the system popped up a new Freebie Mission.
She originally thought that Lornwood Base had already collected most of the supplies in Keldorn.
’Looks like a few things slipped through the cracks.’
Nina Jacobs accepted the Four-Star task on a whim.
The mission location was, surprisingly, on a train.
’Train K9832?’
Nina Jacobs pulled up the system map and discovered that the location was on the way to her destination.
Along the journey, every time she passed a key intersection or a conspicuous spot, she would get out of her car and put up a flyer for Tomorrow Base.
’No people, no Crystal Cores. No Crystal Cores, no System Experience...’
Nina Jacobs sighed to herself.
She already had over a million Crystal Cores in her storage. ’Will these Crystal Cores really be useful in the future?’
[Host detected questioning a critical issue.]
The system suddenly spoke.
Nina Jacobs was a little surprised. She asked, "System, I don’t know what your purpose is,"
"but can you tell me what the point of collecting all these Zombie Crystal Cores is?"
Nina Jacobs could sense that the system seemed to be thinking, or perhaps searching for something.
A moment later, the system’s voice sounded again:
[Host, please continue collecting with peace of mind. Crystal Cores are extremely important, though perhaps not right now.]
"Then... will I live to see that day?"
Nina Jacobs asked.
She had asked the system about its reason for existing before, but it couldn’t tell her.
She had also wondered what the system would do with the items in her storage if she died one day.
She had even suspected that she might be nothing more than a tool.
But now, it seemed the things she was collecting weren’t useless after all.
The car bounced along the barren, uneven road.
[You will.]
Hearing the system’s reply, Nina Jacobs, who was driving, broke into a smile.
"Good."
She said.
...
Two hours later, Nina Jacobs arrived in front of a factory with tightly shut gates.

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