The alternative currency she suggested was simpler than expected.And it was also the most ideal. Benjamin and the squad leader, having heard her idea, looked at the alternative currency with strange expressions. “This… this is ammunition.”“You want to use this as a substitute for money?” They were skeptical. But I, like Eli, thought there was nothing better than ammunition. “I heard the military is short on ammo right now.”“Yes. If Miss Eli uses ammunition as currency in that situation…”“…trust will develop.”“Huh?”“Ammo isn’t just scarce here. It would be scarce anywhere. Anywhere you go, it’s something that can be traded.”“True…” When she brought up ammunition, I had a hunch. She wasn’t just thinking of an internal, isolated currency.The one who understood this most clearly was Benjamin. “Miss Eli is thinking bigger than that.”“That’s right. Mr. Han said he could secure ammo in large quantities, but it’s still a consumable, so it has limits. It will inevitably become more precious.”“So you want the resources we obtain here to be tradable for ammunition by citizens outside our group as well?”“Exactly!” Eli snapped her fingers with a refreshing smile. “Mr. Han knows many ways to secure resources, right? This prepares us for when ammunition runs low.”“Hmm…” The others were oddly persuaded.They seemed to think it made sense.But I had to clarify something. “For reference, this isn’t some grand plan yet. I just thought it was a good idea, so I brought it up.”“Hmm.”“And yet, you’re positive about this proposal?”“Yes, for now. I don’t see any obvious downsides.”“The challenge will be having enough resources to bring in external ammunition.”“Yes.”“Will that be difficult?”“Not really…” Not really.As long as we secured just the cultivated meat production areas, we could produce protein indefinitely. Other resources weren’t particularly hard to obtain either. “Then I support it.”“It seems there’s nothing the captain can’t do. I support it!”“I agree with using ammunition as currency too.” Everyone agreed. There was no major opposition. “…Then it’s decided. Currency will be replaced with ammunition.” Eli immediately began sorting people.Seven per team. I expected it would take time, given the sorting by age and gender, but she handled it swiftly. Naturally, there was immediate pushback. “We already have our own group.”“Why are you dividing us into teams?” But minor resistance could be brushed aside. There hadn’t been enough time for bonds to form yet. When ammunition was handed out, the confusion only increased. But the moment Benjamin explained, everyone quickly accepted it. “Two units of food. Supplies are sorted by type.”“C-Can we use this right now?”“Of course.” Each person received ten rounds of ammunition, with 2–3 extra given based on their contributions to this supply transport. Some exaggerated their deeds: “I ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ moved supplies three times.”“What? I saw you resting after only once!” They were easily exposed through citizen reports. When ammo was given to the informants, that atmosphere quickly spread. Beyond that, chaos broke out among the citizens. “L-Let’s trade for food and water first.”“Can we wash ourselves? It feels awful…” They began buying food and essentials at a frantic pace. Once a crisis passes, basic physiological needs become evident. “The alternative currency is settling faster than expected.” With this, about 400 ordinary survivors joined the group. Day 2 – The First Day of Citizen Integration As expected, the internal atmosphere was tense and chaotic. The time allotted for adaptation had been far too short, and even something as simple as taking attendance as people woke up felt unfamiliar to the citizens. They kept glancing around nervously, unsure of what to do. “D-Do we just… stay here?”“You shouldn’t try to do anything. Just stay still…” Most hadn’t fully awakened due to fatigue. ‘It’ll take time to get used to this…’ I couldn’t leave them completely unattended. Traffic management was necessary. And it wasn’t just the citizens. The defense force wasn’t ready either. Now, everything depended solely on my capability—I knew the flow of this world best. “Phew…” Putting endless thoughts aside, I checked my physical condition. I wanted to test the [Humanity’s Strongest Weapon] trait. My body felt noticeably lighter.

‘I need to see how strong the Humanity’s Strongest Weapon trait really is.’ The timing was right. The defense forces were stretching and warming up. I approached casually, but they immediately saluted. “You’re here.”“You don’t need to worry about me.” Even saying that, all eyes were on me. It was slightly burdensome, but I ignored it and prepared my body. I started with some light, on-the-spot jumps.. Contrary to their name, my calves tensed to the extreme, and I felt as though I might be launched into the air. Then…

“Hup!”Bang—!“……!!” I had never truly tested myself, and the result far exceeded expectations. I probably jumped around 2.5 meters.  The sheer time I stayed in the air made it clear that I had far exceeded the limits of a normal human The stares were now fully fixed on me.

‘I could probably jump a little higher.’ That was enough to measure my jumping ability. This test was only for assessing potential growth. Knowing my current abilities would let me evaluate progress objectively as my skills improved. Such impartial assessment is crucial for combat analysis—not just showing off a strong body. Next, I moved on to swordsmanship. I already had a clear sense of my skill from several previous battles. Growth could be easily gauged.“Hmm.”

[‘Legendary Swordsmanship Talent’ activated][‘Super-Sense’ activated] My senses expanded instantly. Everyone nearby stepped back. ‘Let’s swing a bit.’ As soon as I assumed a stance, slicing through the air created loud bursts. It was a bit awkward—these weren’t fancy sword techniques, just practical thrusts and slashes. Imagining an enemy, I practiced simple horizontal-to-vertical motions and gradually increased speed. ‘This is enough for assessment.’ I couldn’t test destructive power—there was nothing to strike. But speed, flexibility, and reflexes could be measured. Whish! Whooosh! The bursts grew increasingly violent, reaching a peak. At the critical moment, I noticed a subtle change in the sound. ‘This is enough.’ I stopped, hair fluttering.

[‘Super-Sense’ deactivated] The intense reactions around me didn’t matter. What was important was clear: meaningful growth had occurred. Movements I imagined in my head were smoother, and my body acted a beat faster than calculations. If I fought [Jimba] again in this state, I could produce entirely different results. Using techniques on top of this would be impressive. Suddenly, a voice called urgently. “Mr. Han!”“Eli?”“We’ve made contact!” I had been waiting for this—the chance to establish radio communications. As Eli said, a voice message came from the central control center. —Static… This is the Central Control Center. Static… We are connected via the channel you transmitted on. A familiar voice: Ken Sasaki “The control center channel is connected. Transmission and reception are now possible.” Eli pointed to the transmitter. Swallowing dryly, I approached. Eli pressed the button, and a nod told me it was my turn. “…This is the 5th Defense Force Base.” There was a moment of silence before a tense voice replied. —Static… Chik… Kyle? Is that you?

“Yes, it’s me. Officer Sasaki.”

—Static… Phew, what a relief… His voice was weary. A careful question followed. —Static… Were you the one who saved us from the explosion?

“Yes.”

—I knew it… Even through the conversation, I could sense the exhaustion in Ken’s voice. The mental fatigue must have been considerable. —Static… Thank you.

“It was promised.” Of course, it wasn’t just that. Ken and the central control center were valuable resources—we couldn’t let them die. I kept unnecessary truths to myself. —Static… Kyle… But Ken’s voice was growing increasingly uneasy. “Yes?” It wasn’t just fatigue. I could sense hesitation. —I hate to trouble you again, but just once more… Ken’s voice sounded desperate. Eli and I exchanged glances. “What’s the matter?”

—Static… No, nothing. I must have misspoken out of tiredness.He corrected himself belatedly—yet only made me more worried. “Just tell us.”

—Haha, it’s really nothing. As you asked, the channel will be distributed to all key facilities. ''Officer Sasaki'' —Static... There was no further response. “Sasaki!” Troublesome indeed..A sense of foreboding lingered. His situation clearly wasn’t good.

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