Chapter 97 The Attitudes of Various Buildings
Listening to Steven's muttering, Elinor felt a chill run down her spine.
At this moment, no one in the entire neighborhood knew that they were recklessly dancing on the edge of disaster.
Their lives or deaths were entirely in Steven's hands.
"Thank goodness I chose to follow him," Elinor thought with immense relief.
Suddenly, Steven looked at Elinor in front of him and patted the sofa next to him. "Come here."
Elinor walked over and sat next to him.
The room was very warm, so when they were at home, they usually wore casual clothes.
Elinor hadn't brought any clothes with her; everything she wore was chosen by Steven.
So, her style naturally reflected Steven's preferences.
The outfit she was wearing was very cute and suited her well-proportioned figure.
When she sat close to Steven, she was as gentle as a Siamese cat.
Steven picked up a glass of water from the table, took a sip, and then asked Elinor, "Elinor, from your perspective, should I fight them or negotiate?"
Elinor had thought Steven wanted to talk about something private. She didn't expect him to ask for her opinion.
Of course, this also showed his trust in her, which was a good thing.
She felt a bit disappointed but was also glad that Steven was willing to ask for her opinion.
Elinor's eyes rolled as she said to Steven, "If you choose to fight, we'll have to face the attacks of residents from the other 29 buildings simultaneously. Can you handle that?"
"No problem," Steven said confidently.
In truth, he felt a bit uncertain because he was 99.99% sure but still had 0.01% doubt.
After all, he couldn't guarantee that there weren't explosives hidden in any of the other 29 buildings, enough to cause a collapse.
But the probability of that happening was about the same as a nuclear bomb falling from the sky and hitting his house. If it happens, there's nothing you can do about it!
Steven decided not to think about it.
Elinor's eyes were filled with surprise.
She had thought Steven would say it was impossible, but he gave a definite answer.
After all, he had never told her how many weapons and supplies he had.
But then Elinor thought, 'Steven had supernatural abilities, so anything was possible for him.'
She took a deep breath and continued, "If you negotiate, won't you have to provide for the entire neighborhood afterward?"
Steven laughed heartily. "According to their terms, that's exactly what it means."
Elinor immediately said, "That's absolutely not acceptable! Even if each building has 50 survivors, that's 1,500 people!"
"If you have to provide food and drink for that many people, who knows how many supplies you'll need. Relying on you alone is simply too much!"
Steven waved his hand dismissively. "It's not that simple."
"They're making high demands, expecting me to negotiate them down."
"And don't think these people are saints. Anyone who can control a building has their own group."
"They'll prioritize their own people when they get supplies."
A deep light flashed in Steven's eyes.
He continued saying, "As for the others, they're just reserve food. They won't waste food on reserve food."
Elinor thought Steven made a lot of sense and nodded. "Even so, providing for 30 buildings' worth of supplies is a huge hassle for you alone!"
Steven smiled and nodded. "Exactly. So I need to get rid of this hassle."
"I either kill them all—which is a complicated and troublesome process and might be a bit dangerous. After all, I'd have to leave this house and go out to deal with them."
He rubbed his head. "Is there any way I can avoid the hassle of killing them all and still get rid of this problem?"
Elinor seriously pondered.
Steven put his arm around her slender waist, thinking.
After a long while, Elinor said helplessly, "There's no solution. To them, you're their only hope. If you don't help them, they'll definitely come to kill you."
She continued, "There's one theoretical solution, but it's unrealistic."
Steven raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What's that?"
Elinor smiled, "Running away may be shameful, but it's useful. If you leave this neighborhood and live somewhere else, wouldn't that solve the problem?"
Steven stared at Elinor with wide eyes.
At first, he thought her suggestion was ridiculous, even absurd.
Leave the safe house he had painstakingly built?
But suddenly, a thought popped into his head.
Could he take the safe house with him?
Steven had tried to store large items before, but they had to meet one condition—they had to be independent.
His safe house was integrated into the building's framework.
To take it, he'd have to dismantle it.
But how? With what?
If it could be dismantled, his damn neighbors would have done it already.
The idea was bold and nearly impossible, but it gave Steven a fresh perspective.
Maybe in the future, if conditions allowed, he could try it.
But for now, it was not a viable option.
Seeing Steven's serious expression, Elinor couldn't help but laugh. "I was just joking. You didn't take it seriously, did you?"
Steven looked at her, pinched her nose, and smiled. "So, what do you think I should do?"
Elinor pouted, "I don't know either!"
Steven's eyes deepened. "Then let's not rush. We'll wait and see. Time is on our side, and I have the upper hand."
The only thing that could slightly trouble Steven now was if the other 29 buildings united.
But in this post-apocalyptic world, people were always scheming against each other.
Within the neighborhood, 30 buildings had each formed their own types of groups.
Steven and the Rapids gang, Crazy Wolf Gang, ruled through force and killing.
Caitlin controlled a building through brainwashing and hypnosis.
Chase created a harmonious environment through scientific management that was free of conflict.
These organizations had completely different ideologies.
They also had to guard against each other, always on the brink of becoming enemies.
So uniting them wasn't easy.
Steven planned to keep observing their movements before deciding what to do.
After all, he held the initiative. In terms of force, he had a bunch of firearms and precise shooting skills, so he wasn't afraid of a group fight.
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