My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Panda Novel

"Are there rankings like this in the other territories?"

"Almost all of them. The top ten out of the twenty-one territories follow this system but use different names. The territory that used to be under Marshal Wang, Mount Nine, also has nine levels in total but is instead called Rank 1 to 9. We secretly make fun of him for playing too many games because who would use ranks?"

Huang Bing poked fun here and there.

It could be determined from Huang Bing's words that the entire Origin Territory, which consisted of 21 sub-territories, was not monolithic.

There was a clear segregation between them and hierarchy within the territories.

A Level 2 resident and ordinary refugees on the main peak looked down on other residents and refugees from other sub-territories.

Even those who were out to do business or work looked down on people from other sub-territories.

It was such a bizarre institutional atmosphere.

After listening to Huang Bing's explanations, Su Mo did not give any opinions and simply acknowledged him to let him continue on the same topic.

Despite silently nodding, he evaluated this so-called territorial system.

Creating conflict!

This mysterious territory lord who appeared from the ruins was not someone easy to deal with.

He was well aware that there were many people in Origin Territory, and the residents were extremely complicated people. It would be hard to integrate and manage them.

However, he could not let the people do as they pleased if he wanted to develop the territory.

Therefore, he created a system and forced everyone into it.

When there were refugees from outside joined Origin Territory, these people would be filtered, and those who were outstanding were brought to the top-ranked territories to give them enough sense of superiority to want to keep climbing the hierarchy.

These outstanding talents happened to be the ones most prone to problems in the territory.

Without them, it would be hard to achieve things if the masterminds did not have the wisdom or resources.

Those sub-territories lacking in development would gradually become the means to collect resources that would be sent to the top-ranked territories.

With such a cycle, the conflict and anger of residents of the lower-ranked territories would turn to the residents of the higher-ranked territories.

The hatred of the Level 1 residents would be directed toward the Level 2 residents and higher-ups.

The territory lord would only need to satisfy and ensure that the higher-ranked people would not throw the blame on him.

This would ensure that the territory would continue to operate and provide resources.

It was various vicious means but fell in line with the laws of the doomsday wasteland.

The strong fed on the weak!

"That up ahead is the Main Peak's kitchen. Sir, would you like to exchange some currency to use later?"

They went through several alleys and headed to the main street.

Huang Bing looked longing as he pointed to a stone house with guards and many people lining up outside.

He was not envious of the tens of thousands of resources inside but instead glanced at the guards at the door enviously.

Everyone admired the guns they had.

Compared to himself at the village entrance with only a worn-out steel knife as a weapon, Huang Bing considered being promoted to this place as the pinnacle of life!

Huang Bing completely forgot Su Mo's existence as he secretly admired the guard in his heart.

A few moments later, he suddenly realized that Su Mo had not answered him.

He turned around abruptly and was stunned in place.

Behind him, the face of the bearded man exuded a domineering and calm aura.

For the first time, he saw a strange emotion flash in Su Mo's eyes.

It was a rare emotion and almost never appeared on travelers' faces when they saw the exchange center.

He was surprised, but it was mostly…

Condescending?

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