We're Here!

Looking at Dylan with eager anticipation, Dylan stretched out his arm, and the coal ball obediently flew up.

Taking out a one-star crystal nucleus, Dylan rewarded it to the coal ball.

This crystal nucleus, about the size of a lychee, was eagerly swallowed by the coal ball, but got stuck in its throat.

 At this moment, it stood there rolling its eyes.

"Oh, no!" Dylan exclaimed, realizing it shouldn't choke.

 He quickly used his hand to pat the coal ball's neck, pushing the nucleus down.

"Ah! Ah!" The coal ball cried out twice, and Dylan wasn't sure if it was thanking him or feeling pain.

 Seeing that the coal ball was okay, Dylan rewarded another one-star crystal nucleus to Second Dog.

"From now on, as long as you listen to me, there will be more nuclei," Dylan said. Second Dog nodded as if understanding.

Seeing Second Dog swallow the nucleus in one gulp, Dylan wondered if the dog's throat was that big.

 While Dylan was carefully observing any changes in them, Hannibal and Kimberley arrived at the villa.

"Big Brother, we're here!" Hannibal shouted as soon as she entered.

Dylan felt that the coal ball and Second Dog wouldn't be able to digest the nuclei for a while, so he decided not to watch them and deal with it later.

 He walked up to Hannibal and the others, took out three two-star crystal nuclei, and handed them over.

"Here, quickly put them in your mouth. We need to distribute supplies!" Dylan instructed.

 Hannibal took the nuclei without hesitation and put them directly into her mouth.

 She didn't care what they were for; if the boss told her to eat something, she would eat it.

Kimberley and Laurel, of course, didn't ask questions either.

 It was the boss's gift, so they wouldn't refuse.

Before the three of them could finish digesting, Clarence called out for Dylan and the others to inventory the supplies.

 Dylan motioned for everyone to follow him to the trucks outside the villa, where Louise and the rest were already waiting.

Seeing Dylan approaching, Louise warmly said, "Dylan young master, let's inventory the supplies."

Hearing Louise call him "Dylan young master," it seemed she had picked it up from Clarence.

"Alright, Louise, let's get started," Dylan replied respectfully, addressing Louise as well.

Louise was pleased to hear this and smiled even more warmly.

There were a total of nine trucks and one cargo box of supplies.

 Louise first inventoried the supplies belonging to their Royal No. 1.

She said she roughly remembered what these supplies were, so inventorying them would be quicker.

As they unloaded the goods, Dylan noticed that most of the supplies were packaged and labeled, making them easy to identify.

 These supplies were mainly some consumables commonly used in Royal No. 1, such as imported wines, cigars, snacks, beverages, etc., specifically imported to elevate the class of Royal No. 1.

The rest were everyday items like tableware, work uniforms, small umbrellas, jelly, bubble gum, essential oils, etc.

However, what caught Dylan's attention were the flashy work uniforms, such as stewardess uniforms, pink nurse uniforms, police uniforms, suits,, cheongsam, lingerie, cosplay costumes, etc.

Seeing these, Dylan chuckled.

There were too many varieties.Louise's Royal No. 1 seemed quite professional.

 The remaining trucks were loaded with flour, express deliveries, and some miscellaneous food items.

 After unloading all the supplies and separating them in a 70-30 ratio, Dylan and Louise's people each carried the supplies back to their respective villas.

 Although Louise had more people, she had fewer supplies.

However, when Dylan's side finished moving all the supplies, Louise's side had only moved half of theirs.

 If it weren't for Clarence and the other three men, their efficiency would have been even slower.

As snow continued to fall outside, with everyone on the verge of turning into snowmen, Dylan instructed his people to return to the villa first.

"Hannibal, Kimberley, Laurel, how do you feel after eating the nuclei?" Dylan asked the three of them.

"I'm getting faster, boss. Didn't you see me moving the supplies? While others made one trip, I made two!" Hannibal exclaimed.

"I feel stronger than before, boss. Didn't you notice? I can carry several hundred pounds of supplies at once," Kimberley added.

Dylan nodded. Indeed, he had noticed that Kimberley could carry more supplies than others in one go, like a strongman.

Turning to Laurel, Dylan asked, "And you, Laurel?"

Scratching her head, Laurel replied, "It's hard to express, boss. Do you have a thicker stick here? I could demonstrate for you!"

Dylan laughed. "Alright, no need to perform. You've definitely become tougher. Improved defense, that's good!"

With everyone gathered and mealtime approaching, Dylan instructed Dorothy to cook a large pot of food, leaving Hannibal, Kimberley, and Laurel to enjoy lunch.

 It was the first time they had enjoyed such a hearty meal since the apocalypse, and they were ecstatic.

After lunch, Dylan had them take some daily necessities and food back with them to replace the four nurses.

Meanwhile, Dylan went to the basement to store the supplies they had just brought in, leaving only the express deliveries there.

 When the four nurses returned, it was time to open the packages.

Nine women were having fun tearing open the packages while Dylan sat on the sofa in the living room, watching to see if the coal ball and Second Dog showed any changes.

 After watching for a while and seeing no changes or green flashes in their foreheads, Dylan couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Could it be that a one-star crystal nucleus couldn't turn them into mutants?

 How did the coal ball undergo such a big transformation after eating a regular crystal nucleus?

 Generally, in the apocalypse, mutant animals were the result of genetic mutations in some wild animals, activating their primal bloodlines.

Therefore, most mutants would actively attack humans when encountered.

Pets like cats and dogs rarely became mutants.

 Dylan wanted to try with them, especially the coal ball, as they were familiar with him, especially the coal ball, which regarded him as its closest person.

 If they could become mutants, they would definitely be able to assist Dylan in the future. Especially the coal ball, if trained to speak, it could be used as a reconnaissance tool.

 Wherever Dylan went, there would be eyes in the sky to observe the surroundings.

In case of emergencies, he could be alerted in advance to take precautions.

 Dylan was originally looking forward to it, but now seeing no changes in them, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

 Just as Dylan was feeling down, Alberta came upstairs to call him.

"Dylan, the packages are all unpacked. Come down and see which ones to keep and which ones to discard."