Ye Fan was a bit dumbfounded; this kind of thing was too fantastical.
The female voice called Nana came so suddenly, making it difficult for him to accept.
He even thought he was hallucinating; if it weren't for that phrase "the limping commander," which was undoubtedly referring to him, he might have thought he was dreaming.
The apocalypse came, and there was a female voice calling him handsome... commander.
It was truly unbelievable.
"Nana? What did you call me? A handsome commander? I understand handsome, but what's with the commander part?"
"Commander Sir, first I want to congratulate you. Your actions inadvertently activated the unique Red Alert System. My existence was born out of this system, and it was you who gave me life. I, along with all future Red Alert unit members, will possess infinite loyalty to you."
"Red Alert System..... are you saying the game I play?"
"That's correct, the Red Alert System has integrated into reality and exists in your mind. You are the highest commander of this system."
"I think I understand a bit."
Ye Fan first pinched his ankle, and the piercing pain assured him this was not a dream. He quickly realized.
While he was unconscious, the Red Alert System entered his mind.
He now had the highest command authority of Red Alert, becoming the commander.
Doesn't that mean he could build a Red Alert base and produce combat units?
When he posed this question, Nana provided the answer.
"Handsome limping....."
"Stop, take out the limping part; this is only temporary." Ye Fan immediately corrected.
"As you wish, handsome commander sir."
Although he had never heard anyone call him handsome before, it sounded quite pleasant. However, Ye Fan still thought it was too verbose.
"Make it simpler."
"Alright, then I'll call you Chief."
"Chief, the Red Alert System has been implanted in your DNA, but some changes have occurred."
"What changes?"
"First, the production units have more options than in the game; they are increased based on the actual situation of your country, making them much more diverse than the original production units."
"For example?"
"For example, the tank options are no longer limited to Rhino Tanks and Apocalypse Tanks but have been adjusted according to your nation. The other infantry, air force, and navy units have also been adjusted."
"For instance, the aircraft carrier will be revamped based on real-life carriers, with the highest production option adjusted to a supercarrier that can carry ninety-five aircraft of various types."
Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but his eyes shine: "Can I produce them now?"
"Not yet. The Red Alert System will operate starting from the lowest level, and as the units under your command increase, permissions will gradually unlock step by step, and I will be able to provide you with more assistance."
"What is my current permission level?"
"You currently have Squad Leader Level permission, and when the number of your combat units exceeds a squad's composition, your permission will be promoted to Platoon Leader Level."
Ye Fan knew a bit about the battle composition of Qin Han, a squad consisted of eight members, meaning he just needed to produce eight soldiers... no, nine soldiers, to upgrade his permission.
"Then produce eight Army Soldiers for me."
"Commander, due to current conditions, real Red Alert structures cannot be built, so the virtual building system option is currently enabled. You can view it on the command panel."
This time, Ye Fan was smart. He silently thought about the command panel in his mind, and indeed, a set of icons appeared in his vision.
Just like screens in a game, there were four empty slots labeled: main structures, defensive structures, soldier page, and mechanical page.
Main structures referred to the units the Red Alert Base Vehicle could produce once deployed, including power plants, barracks, tank factories, air commands, etc.
Defensive structures included walls, sentry cannons, light prism towers, spy satellites, superweapons, and so on.
The soldier page included various types of soldiers: conscripts, army soldiers, Navy SEALs, engineers, police dogs, spies, etc.
The mechanical page featured various tanks, aircraft cannons, and ships.
Upon entering, Ye Fan found that the deployment situation was basically the same as in his game.
He had just started the game. After opening the base vehicle, he constructed a power plant, barracks, and mining facility, but hadn't had time to build anything else before the apocalypse arrived, and the game lost power.
However, the main game screen was now gone, displaying only the units he could produce.
Currently, the main constructions available were a power plant, barracks, and radar.
He already had the first two, and the only new construction he could add was radar.
The defensive page only had one wall.
The soldier page had only one conscript.
Since the tank factory hadn't been built, tanks couldn't be produced yet.
Ye Fan looked at this for a while and felt that something seemed off.
"Ah! Nana, why isn't there a mining facility?"
"Chief, there's no mineral presence in the virtual world, so a mining facility cannot be constructed."
With some helplessness, Ye Fan decided that since it couldn't be constructed, he would leave it unbuilt for now.
Looking at the cost of the radar, five thousand gold.
Not quite the same as in the game, seems like adjustments were made.
The only combat unit that can be produced is the conscript, which requires one hundred gold.
"Then let's produce eight conscripts first."
"Sir, you don't have any funds at the moment and cannot produce them."
"That's not right, where are my funds? Didn't I have a few thousand gold in the game?"
"Game funds were used for system improvements, and in the real world, game funds can't be used. You need to collect funds yourself."
"Collect them myself? Do I need cash?"
"According to the resources in the Red Alert world, you need to obtain precious metals; gold, platinum, silver, various gems and jades can all be used in the Red Alert world. Currency is worthless here."
Nana continued to introduce to Ye Fan, "In the system, one gold equals one gram of real-world gold. Please be mindful to collect it."
Ye Fan was instantly dumbfounded: "Gold and silver? I don't have any."
He felt this system was a bit unfair, as he's currently a lame young man and quite poor. Where to get gold and silver?
Even if he had the courage to fight zombies, he doesn't have the strength right now.
Nana seemed prepared for this: "Sir, no need to rush, you haven't claimed your commander's gift pack yet."
"Gift pack?"
Ye Fan looked at the game interface and indeed found something shaped like a bundle flashing in the bottom right corner.
With a thought, he claimed it and instantly a package appeared in the real world.
"This gift pack was generated after the revision of your game funds, and as your commander system in the Red Alert world continues to upgrade, the gift pack will also upgrade. You currently have the Squad Leader Level gift pack."
Ye Fan was a bit excited, holding the gift pack on the only single sofa indoors, placing it on the coffee table.
Upon opening it, there were quite a few things inside.
The first things he saw were a set of clothes and a pair of shoes, along with a hat and belt.
"Is this... camouflage?"
Opened it, a line of data appeared automatically.
Commander's uniform (Squad Leader Level): Tailored to the commander's body features, possessing slight protection ability, able to withstand a hit from a zombie claw.
The camouflage was very new, yet didn't feel heavy in hand. Seeing this introduction, Ye Fan tugged hard, his stamina was decent, but there was no sign of tearing.
Moreover, this camouflage had shoulder badges, silver crossed rifles, with a thick and thin braided bar.
"Sir, because you have Squad Leader-level permissions, you are given the highest sergeant shoulder badge. When you advance to platoon leader permissions, the badge will change to a lieutenant emblem."
Although he hadn't worn this outfit yet, Ye Fan, who had always taken an interest in military training, knew this clothing was definitely not simple, and it looked great too.
And the quality was unimaginably good, indeed system-produced, not shoddy.
In addition to the clothes, there was a military backpack.
Opening the backpack, it gave him a sense of profundity.
"Why can't I see the bottom of this backpack?"
Commander's backpack (Squad Leader Level): Contains a cubic meter of space, carries without weight burden, preserves food freshness akin to an ordinary refrigerator, theft-proof, unusable by others.
Ye Fan was surprised, then filled with joy.
This thing could almost rival a space ring, a cubic meter of space, this wasn't a backpack, it was clearly a giant suitcase.
He'd read post-apocalyptic novels and watched movies, knowing what a cubic meter of space meant.
"System-produced, everything is top-notch."
Ye Fan marveled, his gaze falling on a gun next.
It was a revolver handgun.
Commander's sidearm (Squad Leader Level): Revolver handgun, six rounds capacity, no magazine, automatically refreshes every 24 hours, bullets automatically replenished, power: (Once had a record of six shots not killing a dog) but when dealing with people or zombies, shots to critical areas work better.
Ye Fan knew this gun, a police model, now long obsolete and turned into a collectible, its power really negligible, the kind of gun people mocked.
Some even said it was better to use an ancient slingshot than this thing, though that was a bit exaggerated, but it did illustrate how poor this gun was.
But for him, a young man who never really owned a gun, this thing was real enough.
And with ammo automatically refreshing every 24 hours, this gave Ye Fan much more confidence for the future.
"System-produced, not everything is top-quality, huh."
Lightly grumbling in his heart, he looked at the final item.
It was a car key.
Nana spoke then: "Because sir, parking at the apartment is inconvenient, with this key appearing, sir's vehicle is automatically parked downstairs."
Ye Fan was delighted, picked up the car key, and wanted to see what brand it was.
Commander's vehicle (Squad Leader Level): Military sidecar motorcycle, accommodates two, requires one driver, sidecar position can mount a light machine gun, any combat unit can serve as the driver, superior quality, not easily damaged, can be repaired using system gold coins or by Engineer.
Seeing this, Ye Fan nearly spat blood.
It's the apocalypse now, streets full of zombies, and you're having me ride a sidecar motorcycle!