Chapter 141: The Last Day Tycoon (6)


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    Now without GPS navigation, and with many road signs destroyed, it’s very easy to take a wrong turn if you don’t follow the main force.


    “Mm, we have He Cheng though,” Yi Xiao pointed at the walking human map, He Cheng.


    Lu Ran didn’t quite understand how He Cheng operated and didn’t ask; he just acknowledged with a lowered voice, “Although I don’t know why you let me get on the car, thank you all the same.”


    Yi Xiao looked towards Chuzheng.


    The one who let you in the car is their employer.


    They know nothing.


    In this strange team, Chuzheng was leading, which Lu Ran had already noticed.


    So he tilted his head to reveal half of his handsome face, curved the corner of his lips into a slow smile, and said slowly, “Thank you.”


    Chuzheng maintained a serious and aloof expression, “Mm.”


    Lu Ran held on for a while but couldn’t keep it up as his head was spinning. He fell asleep again shortly afterwards.<div>


    King’s ount transferred Lu Ran’s information to her.


    Since the apocalypse began, Lu Ran had always been with his schoolmates.


    But Lu Ran had not awakened any Special Abilities and used to rely on his good looks at school, making plenty of hidden enemies.


    Thus, with no Special Abilities, Lu Ran faced the unanimous ostracism of the boys.


    Before meeting Chuzheng, their group encountered zombies.


    Lu Ran tried to save a girl in the group and was bitten by a zombie.


    But unexpectedly, when the others realized he was bitten, they all half-heartedly kicked him out under the pressure of outsiders.


    The girl he tried to save didn’t stand up for him either, failing to say it was Lu Ran who tried to rescue her.


    Soon after leaving the group, Lu Ran began to develop a high fever due to the bite and fainted in the wilderness.


    Fortunately, he was not devoured by zombies; instead, a group found him and took him back, where he awakened a Special Ability.


    Perhaps due to his Special Ability, the group decided to keep him around.


    At first, he didn’t notice anything wrong, and they treated him quite well.


    But as he slowly discovered the truth, he realized that these people were no good. When he tried to escape, they discovered him and tied him up directly.


    The days that followed were like Hell.


    Torture, humiliation…


    They were a bunch of lunatics.


    Lu Ran waster rescued by someone, a girl, and, perhaps out of gratitude for saving his life, Lu Ran was especially nice to her.


    But that girl was no good person either, only knowing how to use Lu Ran, and she was ying several men at once. Life was too difficult, and in a fit of anger, Lu Ran just… turned dark.


    Chuzheng nced at the boy next to her.<div>


    The dark turn was too casual!


    Although… it is a bit miserable.


    Now that she had picked him up, he wouldn’t encounter those perverts, so he shouldn’t turn dark, right?


    If he turns dark, just break his legs!<div>


    Mm!


    The car jostled, and Lu Ran’s head leaned towards Chuzheng’s side.


    Chuzheng pushed him away irritably.


    The boy continued to lean in.


    The boy’s profile was near perfect, attractive from every angle, with beautiful eyshes long and thick like two small brushes.


    Chuzheng reached out, touching the part of his hair not covered by a hat…


    It’s not soft!


    Push away, push away!


    Yi Xiao was afraid that Lu Ran would suddenly turn into a zombie and didn’t want to get close, keeping his distance far away. For the sake of moving to the front, the three of them even yed rock-paper-scissors.


    “Hahaha, He Cheng, go quickly,” Yi Xiao pulled He Cheng out of the car.


    He Cheng shivered like a sieve.


    Suddenly, Chuzheng proposed that she would drive.


    So the back seat needed two people; Yi Xiao and Brother Bao exchanged nces, and Yi Xiao quickly fastened his seat belt, refusing to move.<div>


    Finally, Brother Bao and Yi Xiao had another round of rock-paper-scissors.


    Yi Xiao won by a narrow margin, beaming triumphantly.


    Brother Bao with hisrge frame moved to the back, making the car crowded. They gave Lu Ran a lot of space, both pitifully sticking to the hot car window.


    Why on Earth did Miss Chuzheng pick him up!


    They needed to change cars!


    They needed a bigger one!


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    In the evening, Chuzheng stopped by the side of the road to rest, and the three of them quickly got out of the car to get some air.


    Staying with someone who might turn into a zombie was a real test of psychological endurance.


    “Miss Chuzheng, I’ve taken stock of our supplies, and we don’t have much left,” Brother Bao said, as he came around from the back of the car. “We need to find a ce to resupply.”


    “There should be a town ahead,” He Cheng picked up the conversation. “We can take a look. Not many people travel this road, so there should be supplies.”


    [Main Quest: Please spend one hundred Crystal Cores within three hours.]<div>


    Chuzheng: “…”


    Brother Bao suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.


    Chuzheng expressionlessly ground the tips of her shoes into the dry grass on the ground.


    Why mention supplies at a time like this!


    Why mention a town!


    Bastard, this damned thing only knows how to make trouble at the worst times!


    Chuzheng let them rest for a while, then they got back in the car to continue their journey.


    It took almost two hours to reach the town, and by the time Chuzheng arrived, there was only an hour left.


    Chuzheng looked at the abandoned town and the asional wandering zombie with a pounding headache.


    The town was quiterge; where was she supposed to find people?


    Do zombies ept Crystal Cores?


    While Chuzheng was deliberating whether to look for people or zombies, the people came to her.


    Chuzheng and her group collided with them on the street.<div>


    The others were collecting supplies, and each of them was burly with messy tattoos.


    Before the apocalypse, this would have been the scene of a gang brawl.


    The others were wary of them but showed no intent to start a fight.


    Perhaps they didn’t want to waste bullets or attract zombies.


    “Hey,” Chuzheng called out from her car window to the people on the other side.


    Standing in front of the car with arms full of tattoos,pletely indecipherable but intimidating, Tattoo Arm looked over at Chuzheng, surprised by her appearance, then became puzzled and cautious, whispering a warning: “We haven’t been over there yet. You can go over there, but don’t start any trouble!”


    Tattoo Arm pointed to another street.


    Chuzheng said, “I want to make a deal with you.”


    “A deal?” Tattoo Arm seemed somewhat contemptuous. “Little girl, what sort of trade can you make with me?”


    “The youngdy is quite pretty,” someone said suggestively from the side.


    “What use is a woman?” Tattoo Arm red at the man: “What’s more important now, staying alive or women?”


    The reprimanded man dared not make another sound and shrank back.


    Chuzheng pulled out a bag of Crystal Cores and shook it: “These.”


    Tattoo Arm’s eyes narrowed slightly: “Crystal Cores?”


    “Yes.”


    Tattoo Arm gestured, and, wary, walked over with two others. The Crystal Cores in Chuzheng’s hand glistened in the sunlight.


    “So many Crystal Cores?” Tattoo Arm did not let down his guard but instead examined their car, fearing a trap.


    “Are you going to trade or not?” I’m short on time here!


    Tattoo Arm was somewhat tempted; so many Crystal Cores would require killing how many zombies? Now, Special Ability upgrades depended on Crystal Cores…


    “What do you want to trade for?” Tattoo Arm decided to take a chance.


    Chuzheng nced at Brother Bao.


    Brother Bao had no idea where Chuzheng got such arge bag of Crystal Cores from, but he professionally started to estimate how much stuff they could get for that bag.


    Brother Bao began to list out supplies.


    The other party listened with a frown.


    Chuzheng earnestly interrupted Brother Bao: “Don’t ask for too much.”


    If you ask for too much, what will I trade with next time!


    Brother Bao: “…”


    Tattoo Arm: “…”


    Never seen anyone in the apocalypse whoins about having too much supplies. This must be a trap, right?


    But they stayed on guard for a long time, and the other side kept insisting not to list too much, without any other signs of suspicion.


    Brother Bao: “Then just these, and if it’s not too much trouble, please trade us for another vehicle too.” A big one!


    Chuzheng added, “Some clothes too, preferably new ones.”


    Tattoo Arm: “…”


    These demands are too… simple, aren’t they?


    Don’t they want guns, bullets, or anything like that?