CHAPTER 325: CHAPTER 147: HOW COULD THE ROCKET ARMY BASE NOT HAVE ROCKETS??

"One escaped, there’s still another one."

"Distance 15 kilometers, range 363, direction 3351, full charge for the high-explosive shell with instant fuse."

"Fire."

"Adjust the parameters."

"Charge is set."

"3, 2, 1, fire!"

"Hit."

"Third shot, fire!"

...

As the nuclear explosion occurred, the two monsters that were originally advancing slowly towards Imperial City instantly went into a frenzy.

One turned and ran, while the other lost its mind and charged towards Imperial City.

Their different choices destined them for different fates.

The one that ran away got to keep its life, but the one that didn’t was brought down in a limp heap after three precise shell hits, becoming the leftover dessert of this feast, akin to a tasteless afterthought.

The scent of smoke in Imperial City was faint, yet those terrifyingly strong monsters were truly dead.

When Chen Jian descended from the city wall, the crowd, still immersed in stunned joy, suddenly fell silent.

Countless gazes focused on this special team. Perhaps, at this moment, they too racked their brains trying to think of words to commend the achievements of this team and to express their respect. Yet, the shock which far exceeded their cognitive limits also surpassed their ability to express it.

Finally, in this silence and quietude, Chen Jian led his team towards the Holy Blood Temple.

The crowded gathering slowly parted to make a broad path before them, like the Red Sea being split by divine power.

Chen Jian walked quietly towards "Holy Father" Lin Shen who was already waiting on the other side of the sea.

"Is it over?"

Lin Shen’s voice carried a hint of an almost imperceptible tremor.

"It’s over."

Chen Jian nodded slightly.

Lin Shen exhaled a long breath, then asked:

"Will they come again?"

"Hard to say."

Chen Jian shook his head, answering:

"But I think it’s unlikely they’ll return in the short term."

"These monsters are controlled by some force... that’s also my question for you."

"If you came from Chang’an to the Imperial City 150 years ago, does your so-called ’Holy Scripture’ mention the truth about these monsters?"

"No."

Lin Shen replied:

"At least in our records, no one knows where the monsters came from, nor is there any information indicating what force controls them."

"They seem to appear out of nowhere. We aren’t even clear when they first appeared."

"The only certainty is that the monsters had appeared long before we returned to the Imperial City."

"And the split between the Holy Blood and the academy was due to different strategies in dealing with the monsters."

"The first leader of the Holy Blood Temple seemed to have foreseen the Beast Tide, but unfortunately, even the academy had declined to the extreme back then, leaving not much reliable information."

"So, if you’re asking about these issues... I have very little information to offer."

"But perhaps, with your capabilities, you can find some answers in ancient texts."

"No rush."

Chen Jian waved his hand, then said:

"Honestly, the answers aren’t that important to us anymore."

"The first batch of survivors already solved the greatest crisis for us before the complete severance of knowledge, and that’s enough."

"Next, we simply need to swiftly eliminate the remaining monsters that can threaten humanity, continue to explore, and uncover the truth of secondary disasters."

"However, there’s no need for us to rush."

"Come on, what we need to discuss now is the migration issue."

With those words, Chen Jian took the lead and walked into the hall behind Lin Shen.

Inside the hall, the victory feast and drinks were already set. Chen Jian didn’t bother with any pretentious orders to remove them, but sat down without hesitation, eating and drinking with his team while discussing future plans with Lin Shen.

As Lin Shen previously mentioned, to accomplish large-scale migration, the two biggest constraints are food and safety.

Now, the safety issue is practically assured, leaving the food problem as the most urgent issue facing everyone.

In the current world, there is no food reserve like in the world Chen Jian was familiar with. Due to the difficulties of barter trade and the lack of centralized authority, the whole world is barely surviving on the edge.

Even in the prosperous Imperial City, the vast majority of civilians’ food reserves do not exceed a two-month limit.

These supplies can support them until they reach Jinling, but surviving once they get to Jinling is another question.

"According to your proposed first stage of the migration plan, we need to prepare food sufficient for ten thousand people for eight months at least."

"To be honest, even if we squeeze Jinling City and the surrounding areas dry, we can’t gather that much food."

"This is not just a transaction issue, it’s purely a matter of production capacity."

"You can’t just rely on us, you have to think of ways as well."

"I understand."

Lin Shen swallowed his drink and then replied:

"I will order in the name of the Holy Blood Temple, requesting the more northern regions of Liaodong, Wulanchabu, and Songzhou to organize large-scale hunts, to stockpile as much food as possible."

"If things go smoothly, before summer arrives, we can stockpile enough food to sustain ten thousand people for about three months."

"Additionally, we will convert all unnecessary materials into food, possibly acquiring about one month’s worth of food."