Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Vigilance in Times of Peace, Plans to Leave

Seraphina Sullivan’s face showed a hint of surprise when she heard the news Philip Jensen brought.

The government was moving faster than she had anticipated.

"The safe zone in Vorlag City is already built?" she asked, seeking confirmation.

Philip Jensen nodded.

"Yes, the main above-ground structure of Vorlag City Safe Zone One is complete and ready for use. The safe zone utilizes new technology and materials, making it better able to withstand various natural disasters, including the extreme cold, and provide basic survival support for the citizens."

"I understand. Thank you for letting me know," Seraphina Sullivan said, acknowledging the information.

Philip Jensen’s gaze shifted to the quiet and reserved Sean Chandler standing beside her.

He hesitated for a moment before adding:

"Mr. Chandler, my personal recommendation is that you consider taking Miss Sullivan into the safe zone with you.

More registered Players are gathered there. You can freely exchange information and intel about the Doomsday Game with each other. You might even learn something valuable.

Moreover, there are officially organized trading posts within the safe zone where Players can trade items or supplies they don’t need.

You don’t have to worry about being targeted when trading in the safe zone. You might not be aware, but it’s no longer safe for Players to operate alone. Several malicious factions formed by other Players have appeared in the area, and they’ll attack lone, exposed Players."

His words were both a kind gesture and a subtle probe.

Seraphina Sullivan mulled over Philip Jensen’s words.

In truth, Philip Jensen desperately hoped that a powerful Player like Sean Chandler, whose character had been tested, would join the safe zone, become a protective force for the Vorlag City safe zone, and bolster the Shelter’s defenses.

Sean Chandler’s response was, as usual, concise. He just nodded. "I’ll consider it."

Seeing this, Philip Jensen didn’t press the matter further.

Just then, the door to the neighboring apartment creaked open with a SQUEAK.

Samuel Webb had clearly heard Philip Jensen’s announcement as well. An eager look on his face, he was just about to ask for more details.

But just as he was about to ask,

his mother, an old woman wrapped in a thick quilt with only half her face showing, poked her head out and spoke first, her tone a mixture of dissatisfaction and entitlement.

"Is the safe zone really finished? Well then, can you soldiers send a car to pick us up? In this god-awful weather, how are we supposed to get there on our own?"

Philip Jensen’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly at her words.

But he maintained his patience and explained.

"Ma’am, all official resources are currently focused on the construction and subsequent maintenance of the safe zone. We are extremely short-staffed and cannot provide transportation services at this time. Citizens who wish to enter the safe zone must travel there on their own."

The old woman’s face immediately fell. She snorted coldly. "Hmph! This should be your duty! My little Beau is freezing and has a fever. In this cold, how do you expect us—the old and the young—to get there? And what about food? Are you providing meals in the safe zone? What are the conditions like? If it’s no better than staying home..."

"Mom! Stop it!"

Seeing his mother’s words growing more and more unreasonable, Samuel Webb quickly cut her off, his face a mask of embarrassment and apology.

Seeing the look on her son’s face, the old woman resentfully fell silent.

Her son was a Player who survived the perilous Doomsday Game and could bring back food from the dungeons. Otherwise, she would have already been pestering this soldier in front of her to take their family to the safe zone.

The old woman was quite obedient to her son, but the dissatisfaction in her eyes was still plain to see.

Philip Jensen had clearly encountered this kind of situation before; his expression remained largely untroubled.

He simply said one last thing to Seraphina Sullivan and Sean Chandler, "Please, seriously consider what I’ve said. The gates of the safe zone are always open to citizens in need of help."

With that, he didn’t linger and proceeded to the next building to continue making his announcements.

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