Building My Empire in the Frozen Apocalypse (Riley Carter) novel Chapter 125

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As soon as the messages went out, the channel fell completely silent for a few seconds.

“Wait… give it back?”

“Holy shit. Am I reading this right? The big shot’s actually returning what they took?”

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“Oh my god–that wooden carving is mine! I’m alive! I managed to run in time, but my whole base got wrecked. That’s definitely mine! Thank you, thank you!!”

“I don’t even know what to say… Now that’s integrity. That scumbag Nightshade isn’t fit to lick SpicyBurger’s boots.”

“That’s how a real leader acts. A decent person through and through.”

Almost immediately, Riley’s private inbox flooded with new messages.

But this time, she didn’t feel irritated at all.

She called Neeko over, and the two of them sat down on the rug, settling in for the tedious task ahead.

Cross–referencing information, packing items, arranging deliveries.

“This journal belongs to FrostWolf. She’s still alive. Send it his way.”

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“This quilted coat is Nobody’s. Return it.”

Most of the valuable belongings were either claimed or confirmed to have belonged to those who hadn’t made it.

As for the leftover raw materials–iron, cotton, animal hides-

Riley got up and moved to the workbench.

“Neeko, hand me the materials when I call for them.”

“Okay!”

Riley slipped into full crafting mode.

This time, she wasn’t doing it for profit. She was doing it to give back.

She chose Refined Leather Gloves and Winter Scarf–two of the most cost–effective cold–weather items available.

“Bzzzzt–bzzzt-”

The hum of the electric sewing machine filled the cozy wooden cabin.

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One piece, two pieces, ten pieces…

For three solid hours, Riley worked.

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She produced over eighty pieces of green–tier cold–protection gear. The stats weren’t legendary, but these items weren’t just about warmth–they carried a message.

She opened her trade logs and tracked down every player ID that had sold potions or herbs to TartKing.

“RandomGuy traded: Weak Health Potion.”

“SpicyBurger sent: Refined Leather Gloves x1. Note: Thanks for having my back. These should help keep your hands warm out there.”

“ToxicReaper traded: Herb Pack.”

“SpicyBurger sent: Winter Scarf ×1. Note: Your herb bundles saved lives. Let’s keep working together when you’re ready.”

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That night, many survivors across Region 8 received the warmest “delivery” they’d ever gotten since the collapse began.

No pity, no handout–just a simple, solid thank you.

After sending out the last piece, Riley stretched her sore shoulders and glanced at her 100–slot inventory, now more than half empty.

She’d given away a lot of her stockpile, but somehow, she felt steadier than ever.

Then there were PineappleBeer and TartKing. PineappleBeer only took a few supplies she needed urgently, then put in a standing order for one of each gear type, telling Riley she equld make them whenever she had spare materials.

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TartKing said she wasn’t in a rush–she only asked for a few of the daily essentials she’d sold off earlier. The rest could be sorted out slowly.

“Ding!”

A system alert chimed suddenly.

“Server Announcement: The ‘Nightfall‘ incident in Region 8 has concluded.

“Regional order recalibration detected. Survivor cohesion has increased significantly.

“Congratulations to players SpicyBurger, PineappleBeer, and TartKing. You have been awarded the special reputation title: Dawn Watcher.

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Title: Dawn Watcher

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“Effect: Within your territory, alfallied units gain +10% health regeneration and +10% stamina regeneration.

“Note: You lit a torch in the long night. It illuminated your path and warmed those around you.

“Ali survivors in Region 8 who dared to fight back

“Have been awarded the title: Brave and Unyielding

“Effect: Within your territory, all allied units gain +5% health regeneration.”

Riley looked over the new title and allowed herself a small smile.

It didn’t boost attack power, but the effect… felt right.

“Riley… I’m sleepy…”

Neeko’s drowsy voice came from beside her. The little one had been helping all night and could barely keep her eyes open, her head nodding forward slightly.

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