Chapter Thirty-Six
Crow opened his Pocket Dimension control panel, linking it directly to his Endless Dominion storage.
A massive translucent screen unfolded before him, displaying neat lists and scrolling counts.
He focused on the Food and Water Inventory section.
[Pocket Dimension Inventory – Food Supplies]
Grains (Wheat, Rice, Corn): 40 Trillion Tons Preserved Meat (Jerky, Canned, Freeze-Dried): 25 Trillion Tons Nutrient Capsules (High-Efficiency): 15 Trillion Tons Dried Vegetables and Fruits: 10 Trillion Tons Emergency Rations (Military-Grade MREs): 5 Trillion Tons Seeds (All Types, Ready for Farming): 5 Trillion Tons
Total Food Stored: 100 Trillion Tons
[Pocket Dimension Inventory – Water Supplies]
Purified Bottled Water (Sealed, Long-Term Storage): 600 Trillion Tons Massive Water Tanks (Industrial Size): 300 Trillion Tons Emergency Water Capsules (Expand on Use): 99 Trillion Tons
Total Water Stored: 999 Trillion Tons
Every single ton sat inside his dimension, stacked and organized into massive endless fields, surrounded by protective barriers and weather-control arrays to keep everything fresh and preserved.
Crow casually waved his hand, the image zooming in on the neatly divided warehouses, stockpiles, and artificial rivers he had created.
If humanity's entire food supply collapsed overnight,
Crow alone could feed the survivors for thousands of years.
He could build cities, nations, even entire civilizations inside his dominion —
all completely self-sufficient.
And no one could ever take it from him.
Satisfied, he closed the panel.
He still had nearly a full year left.
The world fusion would come — and when it did...
Everyone else would be starving and desperate.
He would be a god sitting on an endless throne of life itself.