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Chapter 616 Plan
In this messy living room, which had clearly just been cleaned up, two people who had just been fighting to the death were now discussing political figures.
It has to be said, it's extremely eerie.

Zhou You remained remarkably calm—not because he wanted to act tough, but because he had no other options but to stay composed. Besides, he was the type to take things as they come. Since the other party clearly needed his help, he decided to see what their purpose was.

Looking at the screen on the old television, Zhou You rubbed his chin and thought for a moment before answering.

"A person who pays great attention to their appearance, judging from their looks, probably has a certain degree of obsessive-compulsive disorder regarding cleanliness. Their left hand seems to have been injured, as it is noticeably clumsy when raised."

“That’s not what I’m asking,” Gang Leader Yi suddenly interrupted. “I’m asking what you think of this person?”

"A very mature politician, but how should I put it, he gives people the feeling of being indecisive."

Upon hearing this, Chief Yi clapped his hands and burst into laughter.

"That's right, that's exactly how this guy is. He's a master at all those underhanded tricks, but when it really comes down to risking his life, he's the first to cower in fear."

Zhou You looked at the man laughing maniacally and raised an eyebrow.

"Looks like you're pretty familiar with this guy, bro?"

"I said nonchalantly."

"I wouldn't say we're close or not; rather, I'd say no one in this world knows him better than I do."

"How to say?"

"Oh, this guy is my brother."

He tapped his cigarette ash and added another sentence.

"My own brother."

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Zhou You stared at the other person for a long time.

If this guy hadn't spoken with such certainty, he would never have been able to connect this fierce and cruel man, who was like a jackal, with that refined and cultured mayor.

However, he didn't speak, but Gang Leader Yi laughed.

"You don't believe me, right? It's true, most people won't believe he and I are brothers. But there's nothing I can do about it. After all, my parents spoiled this guy since he was little, giving him all the opportunities for education. I had no other way out except to join the underworld."

Wait a minute, I'm here to negotiate, how did this turn into a family drama?
Zhou You was speechless, but seeing the atmosphere, he still cooperated and said something.

"Well, it's common for parents to show favoritism; it's best to let go of any resentment."

The gang leader burst out laughing.

“It all happened when I was a kid, who would think about it so much? Besides, I made up with them a long time ago, and I even brought them here today.”

Suddenly, Zhou You had a bad feeling.

"May I ask where your parents are now?"

Leader Yi pointed to the porcelain cup in his hand and smiled broadly.

"Look, this is it. I spent a lot of money to find a craftsman to make them into such perfect shapes."

Zhou You remained silent for a few seconds.

Is it a case of "like master, like servant" or "a crooked beam casts a crooked shadow"? These are all utterly bizarre things.

However, despite saying that, the important business still needed to be done. Zhou You put his wine glass on the table, looked the other person in the eye, and said seriously.

"Then, Chief Yi, what does this 'small favor' you asked me to do have to do with you, my brother?"

The man in the overcoat, dressed in a gaudy style, did not answer directly, but instead smiled and said...

"Oh right, speaking of which, I almost forgot something—I don't think I've told you my name yet, have I?"

"No, there really isn't."

"Let's get acquainted. I am Yi Zheng'en, and my older brother is Yi Zhengyan. And you... well, just call me Chief Yi."

Then what are you still arguing about?
Zhou You felt like he was dealing with a manic patient. No one knew what the patient would do next, and yet the patient was perfectly fine.

Of course, more importantly.

He can't kill this guy yet.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to be in a terminal state yet. After slapping his forehead for a while, he continued speaking.

"Oh right, I almost forgot, my brother... By the way, you should know him, right? My brother said he contacted the amusement park and asked everyone to collect strange items. What do you think about that?"

Zhou You pondered for a few seconds, then continued.

"I guess it's a good thing? After all, staying here, everyone is just slowly waiting to die. But once we contact the amusement park, at least there's some hope of survival."

however.

Leader Yi seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and couldn't help but slap his thigh and burst into laughter.

The sound grew louder and louder, causing the men outside to peek inside—only to be quickly pulled back in by a gunshot.

After a long while, Chief Yi finally spoke, breathless.

"What a hopeful idea! My friend, you don't really think those guys at the amusement park are some kind of benevolent people who will help you as long as you offer them tributes, do you?"

"How so?"

"I sneered."

"You guys have never met those guys, that's why you keep having unrealistic fantasies—but I actually spent some time with the people in Paradise, and I know what they're like. They're a bunch of locusts, leaving nothing but desolation in their wake, and they won't be satisfied until they've eaten you whole, bones and all."

He paused, then his voice suddenly turned cold.

“My brother wasn’t lying. The park does have some passes, but he would never tell you that there are at most seven or eight passes—enough to get himself, his wife, and the kids in. And what about the rest of us? What would happen if we angered those weirdos?”

Zhou You looked at the excited man, but spoke calmly.

"So, Chief Yi, what are you planning to do?"

The man's voice suddenly stopped, and after a long while, he spoke again.

“I do have a plan, but we’ve only known each other for less than half a day, so I certainly can’t tell you yet—but you can rest assured that if I succeed, it won’t just be seven or eight people, at least half the city will be able to escape.”

It was an exaggerated statement, but Zhou You still shook his head.

"Sorry, I'm not that interested. I just want to live a peaceful life—as for the debt of killing your two men, I'll find a way to pay it off. Besides, I can tell you all the information and key details about the apartment building."

Yi Gang Leader didn't stop him; he just watched Zhou You stand up and suddenly said something.

"Brother, don't be in such a hurry to leave. I remember you have a younger sister, right?"

Zhou You's movements suddenly stopped.

He just stared at the other person without saying a word, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Gang Leader Yi felt as if a sharp blade was pressed against his neck, the cold edge close to his throat, threatening to cleanly slit it open at any moment. Yet, he continued to laugh.

They laughed heartily, even becoming increasingly joyful.

"Don't be so hostile. I didn't mean anything by it—in this world, it's always very difficult to be alone with a blind girl. Especially since you often have to go out, what if some clueless person comes along? Wouldn't that be a mistake that could lead to eternal regret?"

"There are rules in the city."

Leader Yi laughed loudly.

"Rules? Rules are only useful if people follow them. They're just a piece of waste paper if people don't follow them and aren't afraid of death—but there are plenty of desperados like that in the city."

Throughout the entire process, he did not utter a single word about threats.

However, his words were full of threats.

After a long while, Zhou You turned around, sat down again, crossed his legs, and said.

"Let's get back to our original topic. Chief Yi, how exactly do you intend to 'use' me?"

With a puzzled expression, Gang Leader Yi suddenly uttered a sentence.

“Brother Zhou, if I’m not mistaken, you should be a successor.”

".What?"

"I, the gang leader, laughed."

"Brother, stop pretending. Judging from your performance just now and your current composure, you definitely have some kind of lineage you've inherited—but I wonder where it came from? Was it the cultivation methods that leaked out of the Paradise, or the knowledge you acquired through trade with those strange beings? It couldn't possibly be from those suddenly mutated people, could it?"

Zhou You's expression remained unchanged, but his mind was already racing.

Judging from his meaning, are there cultivators in other places besides Paradise?

It's not just about inheriting cultivation techniques; they can also trade and obtain items from strange entities.
Wait a minute, why is the world getting weirder and weirder?

Seeing that he remained silent, Chief Yi did not press him further—he waved his hand as if he already knew the answer.

"Brother Zhou, you're quite capable. You sacrificed the lives of all your teammates to obtain this blessing from the strange creature. But don't worry, I won't expose you. I just want you to do me a small favor."

"What kind of help?"

He pointed upwards.

"Then naturally we'll follow my brother's wishes. The more you can bring me from the wasteland and deal with those strange creatures, the more I'll reward you—definitely more than my brother would—and it's not impossible that I can even cure your sister's eyes."

Did they go to all that trouble to lure me in just for this?

Zhou You carefully examined Yi Gang Leader's face, trying to find some clues—but the other party maintained that arrogant smile, showing no sign of anything unusual.

In the end, all he could do was sigh.

"That's not a problem, since I was planning to go to the wasteland anyway. The problem is my leg."

The gang leader's gaze then shifted downwards.

Zhou You's wound was still bandaged—it had been so many days, and there was no sign of improvement. If he moved even slightly, blood would seep out.

It's as if the wound is frozen at the moment it was eaten away, never to worsen, but also never to heal.

Upon seeing the horrifying injuries, Gang Leader Yi clicked his tongue in amazement—but after a long while, he suddenly said...

"I can help you with this."

"Can you heal this injury?"

"I'm laughing exaggeratedly," said the gang leader.

"How could that be? If I had that kind of ability, I would have applied to the amusement park long ago. Why would I hide here as a gangster? However, I do have some doctors under my command. They can't cure you, but they can at least restore about 80% of your mobility."

"You mean you're going to help me?"

"If I don't help you, how will you help me?"

After saying that, Chief Yi didn't give Zhou You time to react, but clapped his hands.

Soon, a terrified head peeked in from outside.

"Boss, you were looking for me?"

Leader Yi pointed at Zhou You.

"Take him to see Dr. Xu. I will pay for the treatment in advance, and he can pay me back when he has the money."

His subordinate breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly grabbed Zhou You and dragged him out of the room as if they were running away.

The group of underlings outside were still waiting.

During this time, Luo Liangde seemed to have been beaten again, with several more bruises on his face. But when he saw Zhou You come out, he was slightly stunned, and then immediately burst into tears and shouted.

"Brother, brother, I know you can do it! I need your help with something, could you get them to let me go? My old body just can't take it anymore, if I keep hanging like this I'll definitely die."

The voice was plaintive and sorrowful, and Zhou You looked at the subordinate who was holding him, who naturally turned his gaze into the room.

A moment later, a laugh rang out from within.

"Alright, old dog, stop barking—you guys, put him down, but be careful he doesn't get away. This guy's not good at anything else, but his escape skills are absolutely amazing—"

Seeing Luo Liangde being taken down, Zhou You moved on and continued walking inside with his men.

—The so-called Doctor Xu was not far from the private room.

Presumably because of his high status, the gang specially made two separate rooms for him. The subordinate first released Zhou You, and then cautiously called out to those inside.

"Dr. Xu, there's an injured person on the gang leader's side who needs your treatment."

There was no answer from inside the house.

But his subordinates didn't dare to urge him, and could only wait there with stiff smiles—until three or five minutes later, an extremely impatient voice rang out from among them.

"What wounded? Damn it, didn't he know I was off today? If you can't handle living, then don't live! He's made me work overtime five or six times in the last six months, does he really think I'm something special?"

His subordinate was covered in cold sweat and had no idea how to answer—while Zhou You stood with his arms crossed, watching the scene with great interest.

It seems that having technical skills is indeed advantageous, and people dare to openly criticize their bosses, yet no one dares to say anything.

Secondly, in this apocalyptic world where everything has collapsed, the treatment of medical staff has actually increased dramatically, with only five or six overtime shifts in six months. Tsk tsk tsk, I wonder what real-world medical staff would think if they saw this.

Fortunately, the person inside knew that this was just a lackey and didn't make a big deal out of it. Accompanied by a series of unbearable and indescribable curses, the iron door was pulled open.

A palpable stench of blood instantly assaulted the senses—mixed with the smells of organs and decay.

A short, stout man stood behind them, looking up at the two people outside the door with extreme displeasure.

Simultaneously.

He wasn't wearing pants.

(End of this chapter)