The medical crates vanished from his inventory as he handed them to Malcolm. The settlement leader's eyes widened when the last crate materialized before him. It was filled to the brim with antibiotics, surgical kits, and bandages.
"You didn't have to carry them all back yourself." Malcolm hoisted the crate onto a nearby table.
"I wanted to see your face," Reidar said, wiping sweat from his brow and giving Malcolm a huge grin. "By the way, the Behemoth's dead."
Malcolm chuckled, looking at his status screen. "Knew that an hour ago. I've got a notification the moment you killed it."
"There's more stuff at the hospital," Reidar said. "You'd better send someone to secure it before anyone else gets there."
"Will do after we are done here."
They remained silent for two seconds. "Anyway, can you tell me how this whole settlement leader thing works?"
Malcolm nodded.
"As settlement leader, I get different rewards than you. Fewer survival points, more settlement resources."
