"Just had a new member join. I'm going to help him with his team registration," Jack said as he recounted what had just happened."Is that so..." Sakura muttered, then fell silent.Jack, still waiting for Sakura to ask more questions, was confused when she didn't follow up. "Aren't you curious about who it is?"At this, Sakura flashed a sly smile. "No matter who it is, they only have eyes for you, Captain...""...."Jack forced out a dry laugh. If he didn't know she was a mercenary assassin, he might've actually thought he was in some romance drama!He even suspected that Sakura could probably kill someone with a smile."It's a fat guy, with five suitcases."Jack wasn't going to keep her in suspense and told her directly."Five suitcases?" Sakura raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued."Yeah, our supplies are going to get a nice boost. By the way, Sakura, have you seen Old He?""That old man? He's in the training hall, working out. Seems pretty dedicated.""Good. Let's grab him and head over to check on the new guy."The two of them made their way to the first-floor administrative office. With a beauty like Sakura by his side, Jack felt like the entire place was staring at them. The attention was so intense, he almost questioned his entire existence.Even when they reached the office, some self-assured teams tried to subtly recruit them by "poaching" members. Fortunately, Sakura didn't pull the same stunt as before, using him as a human shield. Instead, she chose to ignore them completely, which, while hurtful, was much less dangerous.Jack breathed a sigh of relief. If she kept treating him like that, he'd be the enemy of every other team in the building.The administrative office wasn't very busy, and they quickly finished processing Henry's team registration.After finding Old He on the second floor, the three of them headed back to the room together.Ding—Jack scanned his card to open the door. Inside, Henry was lying on the bed, snacking and watching a movie on Lingling Yao, looking incredibly relaxed."Wow, I gotta say, you really know how to live it up, huh?" Jack teased, watching the content Henry."Whoa! Where'd this beauty come from? Hello, beautiful! I'm Henry Li, the 'Flying Tiger' Henry, what's your name?" Henry immediately jumped off the bed and tried to shake hands with Sakura as he introduced himself."Ah! Ow, ow, ow! Help! I won't do it again! I'm sorry!" Just as Henry tried to grab Sakura's hand, Jack blinked, and in the blink of an eye, Henry was slammed to the floor. By the time he realized what had happened, he found himself in an awkward position—Sakura had one hand on his arm and one foot on his back, and he was howling in pain."Sakura, he doesn't know any better..." Jack quickly intervened when he saw Henry's arm was about to be twisted off.Sakura effortlessly released Henry's arm, and with a calm demeanor, she returned to her bed, sitting with her legs crossed.This was the first time Jack had witnessed Sakura's skills firsthand. Since meeting her, he had always maintained a sense of awe. If he tried to cross her, he was sure his fate wouldn't be much better than Henry's—after all, she was a killer.Jack helped Henry to his feet. The fat guy was crying—whether from the pain or from the humiliation, Jack couldn't tell."They're members of our team. This is Sakura, and that's Old He," Jack introduced the two to Henry.Not hearing a response, Jack urged, "Don't feel too bad, Sakura's just looking out for you. It's better to be humble and low-key here; there's no law protecting you like out there. Go on and apologize to Sakura."Henry stood there, sniffling, before limping over to Sakura.Sakura, still holding her knife, smiled playfully at him. "Well... go on then.""Ah... I'm really sorry, Sakura! I was too forward earlier. Please forgive me," Henry apologized, head lowered."Good boy. You're teachable. Go rest over there," Sakura said, pointing to a bed nearby.Standing behind, Jack silently gave Henry a thumbs up. A true man knows when to submit."Hehe, thanks for forgiving me, Sakura! Old He, hi, I'm Henry Li, sorry about my earlier behavior, please excuse me," Henry said with a bright grin, extending his hand to Old He.Old He glanced at Henry's hand, which had just wiped his nose, before his lips twitched. He patted Henry on the shoulder twice. "Welcome aboard.""Henry, your team registration is all set. Here's your magnetic card. Keep it safe and don't give it to anyone except us," Jack handed Henry his card and went over the general rules of the Tower of Dawn.Once he was done, Jack remembered the threat from the Crimson Blaze team's leader, so he had Lingling Yao check out their team details.Crimson Blaze Team: Secondary Team, Leader: Zoe Yang, Members: 5."Secondary team? Lingling Yao, tell me the conditions for advancing team levels."To advance to level 2, a team must acquire over 1000 survival points.To advance to level 3, a team must acquire over 10,000 survival points.To advance to level 4, a team must acquire over 50,000 survival points.To advance to level 5, the Tower Master must grant permission.After reading the conditions, Jack did a quick calculation. With four people training 16 hours a day, they could accumulate 80 survival points per day. If they worked non-stop, it would take just 13 days to reach level 2. That wasn't too bad."This Crimson Blaze team, huh?" Old He asked, seeing Jack's query."Sigh... Don't even get me started. Zoe Yang was harassing Sakura, trying to recruit her to their team. I didn't agree, so we probably pissed them off," Jack shrugged.Old He glanced at Sakura, his expression shifting as he guessed what had happened."Don't go wandering around alone for a while," Old He said, his tone casual, before returning to his bed to rest."I got it," Jack responded, then walked over to Henry's luggage. "Henry, come over and open your bags. Let me see what you brought.""Sure thing, Captain."After Henry opened his luggage, Jack's jaw nearly dropped. It was filled with food—five whole suitcases of it!Instant noodles, crackers, chips, tofu products, bread, drinks, and even three packs of cigarettes."Buddy, are you running a grocery store?" Jack asked, a little confused."Nope, I'm a mechanic," Henry scratched his head sheepishly."Ah, I thought so. Otherwise, running a store would be a bad business decision," Jack joked."Hey, Captain, you're mistaken. I'm just built this way. I don't eat much, but in the apocalypse, food is everything, so I brought as much as I could carry.""True, but what if Sakura comes and takes your food? What's your plan then?"At this, Henry's face turned pale with fear. "You... you're not going to kill me, right?"Jack was stunned. "What are you talking about? We're not like that! We have our own food too," Jack said, pointing to the cabinet in the corner."Ahh, thank goodness," Henry sighed in relief."My point is, just because we won't do it doesn't mean others won't. So, I'm assigning you a task—train harder every day. In the future, we might have to fight," Jack said, his tone serious."Got it!" Henry snapped to attention and awkwardly saluted.Jack nearly laughed at Henry's antics. This guy was something else.