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Aside from the family of the young man who was killed, the other villagers didn't seem to care much about revenge. They were all running low on food, and when they heard that there might be supplies to be taken from that house, everyone immediately became energized, as if they had been given a shot of adrenaline.
Once Wang Fugui finished speaking, many people quickly sprang into action, returning to their tents to search for knives, sickles, and any other useful tools. Before long, over a hundred villagers had formed a large and determined group under Wang Fugui's leadership.
When everyone had gathered, Wang Fugui gave the order, and the team marched boldly towards the South safe house. He positioned himself towards the back of the group, aware that there were armed individuals inside the safe house. If someone came out with a gun, those at the front would become easy targets, and Wang Fugui wasn't about to gamble with his life.
Soon enough, the group of villagers arrived at the front of the safe house. Almost all of them were armed; those without knives had picked up sticks and stones from the mountains. It was rare to see anyone empty-handed.
"Let's all get to work and break down this house!" Wang Fugui shouted from the center of the crowd. The villagers surged forward, fighting to be at the front as they swung their weapons against the walls of the safe house with loud thuds.
Inside the safe house, Lu Xiaoran was monitoring the situation through security cameras. After returning from taking out the trash, he had anticipated that these people might come back, so he had opened the surveillance feed on his phone in advance. Sure enough, within minutes, he saw the armed villagers appear on screen.
Now, over a hundred villagers surrounded the safe house tightly, continuously hammering away at its outer walls with their weapons.
"Don't waste your energy; you won't break through that wall," Lu Xiaoran said with a smile as he shook his head. He casually conjured up a cup of Fatty's Happy Drink and began to sip it contentedly.
The safe house was constructed using specially processed Tungsten-Titanium Alloy materials by the Gu'an Division. This material is renowned for its hardness and is among the best in all alloy materials worldwide. Additionally, with walls that were forty centimeters thick, even explosives wouldn't be able to breach them. Those villagers swinging knives and stones would likely be at it for a hundred years without success.
After observing the villagers for a while longer, Lu Xiaoran turned off his phone's surveillance feed and returned to his own tasks. The safe house not only boasted exceptional blast resistance but also impressive soundproofing capabilities.
Outside the safe house, the shouts and banging of the villagers mixed together in a cacophony of noise.
Inside the safe house, however, not a sound could be heard, allowing Lu Xiaoran to remain completely unconcerned about the commotion outside.
Half an hour passed, and many villagers were now drenched in sweat, sitting on the ground and gasping for breath. The kitchen knives they wielded had become dull from the relentless effort.
Yet the safe house stood firm like a giant of steel, showing no signs of being breached.
Wang Fugui stood at a distance, frowning slightly. He hadn't expected the building to be so sturdy; over a hundred people had been hammering away for half an hour without making any progress in breaking it down.
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