Those few were instantly stunned. Some were holding wooden clubs, others knives. But soon, they realized that any metal objects they weren't gripping tightly flew out of their hands, leaving only three people still armed. Jiang Yuntan saw this and couldn't help but glance at Shen Hegui. Had he used his Metal Element Ability to control their weapons? So that's what Metal Element Ability could do! The men panicked and were quickly subdued by Shen Hegui and the others. Eight or nine men crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands, pleading incessantly. "We were forced to stay here by Zhang Qiang. The bad things they did have nothing to do with us—they made us do it." "Yeah, when they went to cause trouble for you earlier, that was Zhang Qiang and his own decision. We had nothing to do with it. We're just like you, detained here and forced to join them." "If we didn't comply, they would have killed us, so we had no choice but to endure and stay. We didn't want to fight you just now; we wanted to negotiate." They babbled pleas for mercy, hoping Shen Hegui and the others would let them go. Shen Hegui watched over them while Xue Zhao and Jiang Yufeng went into the gas station to check. Lin Tingxue, thinking of something, also rushed in. Jiang Yuntan scanned the area. There weren't many zombies nearby; they'd probably been cleared by Zhang Qiang's group. She remembered the Defense Talisman in her pocket and walked toward the oil tankers parked nearby. Shen Hegui noticed her movement and after a moment said, "Be careful. If anything happens, call out." Jiang Yuntan nodded and turned away. She walked over and found a few zombie corpses lying there, presumably killed by Zhang Qiang's men. Two oil tankers were parked, and next to them was a large truck loaded with gasoline barrels. She took a quick count—each barrel seemed to hold two hundred liters, and there were about fifty barrels on the truck. Jiang Yuntan glanced at the nearby warehouse. The door was only secured with a chain. She peered inside and saw no fewer than a hundred barrels of gasoline. After confirming there were no zombies inside, she quickly unfastened the chain and entered. Then, at top speed, she stored all the gasoline barrels inside. After coming out, she saw no one had arrived yet, so she also stored the barrels from the truck. Seeing the two hundred and fifty barrels of gasoline in the showcase, she smiled with satisfaction. Even though that number didn't sound great, she had gasoline now! There was still so much gasoline in the warehouse; they must have coincidentally restocked. Besides, there were two oil tankers as well. Jiang Yuntan thought it over and, feeling uneasy, stored the truck that had carried the barrels into the showcase as well. Perfect—the showcase was generous and gave the same price for the truck as for the barrels: fifty dimension coins each. That seemed decent enough. As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Jinbao jumped out. [Aaaah, what kind of junk have you stuffed into the showcase again?] [Look at other people's showcases. They're not like yours, filled with all sorts of things that are completely impractical. You're a dimension merchant from the apocalypse dimension; how come you're always collecting trash?] Jiang Yuntan shot back, "Gasoline is an energy source. Is that useless? If it were useless, why would it sell for fifty dimension coins instead of one?" Jinbao's voice weakened. [But everyone else sells specialties from their own dimensions.] "Oh, like Mu Qingtang's pastries and cloth, even fruits and jewelry—aren't those things available in our dimension too?" Jiang Yuntan countered. Jinbao was silent for a moment before saying, [You have a point.] But it quickly recovered. [Fine, gasoline barrels aside, but the truck? How many hands has it passed through?] Jiang Yuntan said bluntly, "Maybe someone will buy dozens of barrels from me and need a vehicle to haul them." Jinbao: [...] [Alright, that makes sense.] Jiang Yuntan could hear a hint of helplessness in its tone, but she didn't hold back. "You've questioned my decisions several times before. I hope you won't do that anymore. Since you chose me, you should trust my decisions. At the very least, the points and dimension coins in my account aren't fake. You need to believe I can use the dimension system well." Then, softening her tone, she added, "Once I have surplus apocalypse dimension specialties, I'll definitely put them up for sale. For now, the most important thing isn't what to sell, but to have things to sell and to actually sell them." After hearing this, Jinbao felt enlightened. It repeatedly agreed, [Boss, you're right!] Seeing how excited it was, Jiang Yuntan smiled to herself. Kids are easy to placate. Nice. She glanced at the warehouse, which showed no signs of tampering, dusted off her hands, and turned to leave. As for what she had just told Jinbao—she was just fooling it. She was more than happy if no one bought the supplies she stored in the showcase. She still needed to level up quickly. Once her space was larger, she wouldn't have to worry about insufficient space and occupying the showcase. As for those two oil tankers, she didn't dare take them. They were in plain sight from where they stood. If she took them, there would be no way to explain. Soon, Jiang Yuntan returned to Shen Hegui's position. By then, Lin Tingxue came out looking disappointed, followed by Xue Zhao and Jiang Yufeng, whose expressions were complicated. Xue Zhao's face was grim. "President Shen, we should just kill all of them. It's not like there's no food, but they've been eating two-legged mutton, and there were even children inside." "They not only abused women but didn't even spare the kids." Jiang Yuntan's skin crawled at his words. It was utterly insane. The apocalypse had only just begun, and already such inhuman acts were happening. Shen Hegui glanced at the men still crouching on the ground and said in a low voice, "Then they're not worth keeping. They'll only bring trouble later." With that, in no time, the men who had been crouching and begging fell to the ground, lifeless. Shen Hegui said, "Let's load up the gasoline and get out of here. Someone should go inside and tell the women that Zhang Qiang and his men are dead and that they should leave quickly. The smell of blood is strong; zombies might come anytime."