Ross unloaded them as if they weighed nothing, smiling like it was all just another day.
Of course, none of them knew the truth: he was simply producing everything from thin air.
But to the survivors, it felt like Ross was plucking miracles out of the ruins.
Gasps followed him everywhere. Children rushed to help stack the food.
Adults clapped, laughed, and cried at the same time. Trust in Ross didn't just grow—it skyrocketed.
People who had been broken by loss now walked with their backs straight, ready to follow him anywhere.
A week passed, and the supermarket had transformed into something far more organized and lively than before.
Sleeping areas had been rearranged. Cooking stations improved.
People felt safe enough to tell jokes again.
Ross observed all of this with a faint smirk—he enjoyed his authority, his influence, and the comfort of those around him.
But in truth, he was also thinking ahead.
He wanted to expand his little kingdom.
