Chapter 179: Awaiting the moment you stand atop the wasteland world

Pigs are falling from the sky—or several hundred heads?

Song Zhi thought he had misheard, but the clothes piled up like a mountain before him were incredibly strange and bizarre.

He knew Ye Heng had spatial abilities, but the space shouldn't be that large.

Even if there really were enough space, who would store that many clothes in it?

Where did these clothes come from?

Right now, all malls, streets, factories—anything that could be scavenged—has basically been picked clean; at most only scattered leftovers remain, requiring careful searching.

Clothes piled up like this could not exist anywhere in the world; they had been swept away in the first few years after humans awakened their abilities.

Ye Heng is only about thirty; during those years when the world was upended and supplies cleared, he was just ten or so, incapable of having the ability or foresight to stockpile that many clothes in his space beforehand.

Then where did these clothes come from?

The answer is already obvious.

There really is an invisible deity delivering scarce resources to this shelter!

"Everyone be quiet; the goddess has a few words she wants me to convey to everyone."

Just then, as Ye Heng shouted loudly, everyone fell silent.

Before the piles of clothing, no one clamored; upon hearing the goddess had something to say, everyone's gaze fell on Ye Heng.

"The goddess says, difficulties are only temporary; as long as we work together, organized and disciplined, making use of our strengths, one day our little shelter will surely see its own dawn."

These words were naturally Ye Heng speaking freely in Lin Meng's name.

In fact, Lin Meng rarely encourages in such an uplifting, emotional way; her encouragement has always been simple and blunt.

She has told Ye Heng more than once, as long as supplies are sufficient, just say what you want.

But Ye Heng feels, as the sole intermediary able to communicate with Lin Meng, he ought to do his duty.

He knows human nature too well; in this world, there are too many who take and demand, ungrateful and treacherous.

Even inside his shelter, people shouldn't be made to feel that supplies come too easily.

Encouragement is certainly needed, but deterrence is equally indispensable.

Thus, Ye Heng immediately continued:

"The goddess protects us because our shelter is sincere, progressive, and knows gratitude, neither striving nor grabbing."

"From now on, our shelter will keep expanding, taking in more survivors; as the goddess's first batch of believers, you must hold fast to your original intentions and also set a good example, so as not to disappoint the goddess!"

Upon hearing Ye Heng say they were the goddess's first believers, tasked with teaching latercomers, everyone's blood surged and they shouted in unison.

"Firmly support the goddess!"

"Captain Ye, rest assured; if anyone dares to disrespect the goddess and ruin our shelter's reputation, we will collectively punish them!"

"The goddess likes our organized, disciplined selves; Captain Ye, rest assured, we will definitely follow your arrangements and never cause trouble."

Everyone quickly grasped Ye Heng's central idea, which pleased him greatly.

"The prayer is over; next, line up by family to begin receiving supplies."

At Ye Heng's command, everyone fell into line, automatically forming a long dragon, with no one jostling for position.

Song Zhi and the others watched, exchanging glances, seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Never before had they seen a shelter so united, and Ye Heng's word was almost law; among the nearly thousand people in the shelter, not a single troublemaker existed.

Even among forces with absolute powerhouses, this is hardly ever seen.

Suddenly, Song Zhi thought of something.

He remembered Zhang Chaoran mentioning that their shelter was under the goddess's protection, but the only "divine envoy" able to communicate with her was Ye Heng alone!

At that moment, Song Zhi understood.

Watching each piece of clothing being unfolded, measured against bodies, and distributed as needed to the shelter's people, Song Zhi's group looked on with envy.

"Boss, the fabric is also too good, right? And look, these are all new clothes, the styles very fashionable—is their goddess really that powerful?"

"They say she's a goddess—how could she not be formidable?"

"Boss, I can hardly hold back—who could resist this temptation? We say we're upper-class folks nicely, but we all know what kind of life we live."

"Yeah, boss, they've all been renewed, while we're still wearing clothes from several years ago, even patinaed."

The group lowered their heads to look at themselves, then gazed at the shelter's smiling faces, their hearts heavy.

When people compare themselves to others, they feel like dying; when goods compare, they deserve to be thrown away.

Now it's worse—they not only feel like dying, but their ragged clothes also must be discarded.

Seeing the team members waver, Song Zhi's heart also fluttered.

In fact, his heart had begun to race wildly ever since he saw that liquor.

Ye Heng said they could take five items; they were initially pleased, but after seeing their shelter's true strength, five is nowhere near enough.

"Brothers, why not go home and talk sense into our families, so we can all flee Zone 13 together?"

When Song Zhi finished speaking, the team members all turned to look at him.

"Captain, it turns out you're also moved."

"That's great; with the captain's support, my wife should agree."

"But captain, we had previously refused Ye Heng's brother; now wanting to backtrack—isn't that inappropriate?"

"Or why don't you go beg Ye Heng to take us in?"

Song Zhi gritted his teeth: "Face isn't worth money; I'll go talk to Ye Heng's brother and try to get him to give us another chance to join."

Song Zhi gritted his teeth, "Face isn't worth money; I'll go talk to Brother Ye Heng and try to get him to give us another chance to join."

The distribution of supplies continued until dawn, with everyone enjoying it tirelessly.

The children received snacks they'd never seen before, laughing and playfully scuffling in the open space.

The children received some small snacks they had never seen before, laughing and horsing around quietly in the open space.

That night, they all fetched water from the big tub, washed themselves up thoroughly, and then slipped into the warm new blankets.

In the middle of the night, Ye Heng reported today's results to Lin Meng, his eyes unable to conceal his excitement.

"Lin Meng, you didn't see it—just now Song Zhi begged me like that, really a bit like a faithless scoundrel turning over a new leaf to sweet‑talk his little wife."

Lin Meng burst out laughing, "If you need more supplies, just speak up; I really like this box of jewels you gave me."

Ye Heng naturally knew that giving jewels was far from enough; he also took out a number of crystal cores and crystals, storing them in his space.

"Since the space is centered on you, upgrading it will still be a hassle for you."

"Lin Meng, I'm truly grateful for your help. You look quite a bit younger than I am; it should be me protecting and helping you, yet you have to worry about us strangers we've never even met."

"One day, when I, Ye Heng, grow to become a regional overlord, I hope I'll also be able to help you."

Having calmed down, Ye Heng looked at the photo of Lin Meng with a complex gaze; for the first time he felt as if he were communicating face‑to‑face with her, yet he began to feel ashamed of his own appearance.

The girl in the photo looks to be about twenty; she is clearly still a girl who needs protection and care.

Lin Meng gave a faint smile.

"I really look forward to the moment you stand at the pinnacle of Fe Tu Shi Jie……"