In the apocalypse, I have a flying house with unlimited upgrades.

"Alright, alright, calm down and don't give yourself away. We'll be behind you, watching you walk past."

Wang Qing handed the cell phone, which was still in use, to Jia Zheng and whispered, "Take a few men and aim your guns at it."

Then, pulling Zhu Zhu along, the large group of people walked to the iron gate.

With a distance of more than ten meters from the iron gate, Wang Qing stopped, pushed Zhu Zhu to the front, and shouted towards the outside of the courtyard:

"Brother Ye, I have done my best to fulfill your request. To show my sincerity, please calm down and don't fire your gun randomly. I will have her come over here immediately."

"Don't worry, this person will definitely meet your requirements. Congratulations in advance on our successful cooperation!"

Xu Shuai hadn't expected Wang Qing to be so decisive, and all his bargaining arguments were stuck in his throat, leaving him with a helpless smile.

Ye Ziming, who was responsible for relaying the message, called out with a puzzled look:

"Don't be so sure of yourself yet. It's not too late to talk after I see the person."

"Then let her come over! The rest of you, stay inside the courtyard and don't come out."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qing admired the two brothers' vigilance and shouted:

"Alright, alright, we'll stay inside the iron gate and absolutely won't come out..."

With a clever trick, Wang Qing successfully delayed Xu Shuai for an hour. In high spirits, he had a firm grasp on the upcoming developments.

For him, Zhu Zhu's greatest role was limited to this.

It was originally just an unexpected delight, a toy used to relieve fatigue and refresh the mind; once you get tired of it, you'll naturally just throw it away.

The next big thing, the helicopter, is the most important. Now we have the guns, the men, and we've got Wang Shao's promise.

He must seize this opportunity to gain more benefits so that he can live a more comfortable life in the future.

It is foreseeable that as the apocalyptic situation worsens, such carefree days will only become more frequent.

Life without the constraints of order is indeed wonderful.

As he spoke, Wang Qing escorted Zhu Zhu to the iron gate. He patted Zhu Zhu's shoulder to indicate that she could leave, while his eagle eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for any trace of the flying house.

Wang Qing had never seen a flying house, but he had heard people say how strange it was, which made him very interested in flying houses.

Huh?

Following his memory of the location, Wang Qing scanned the area back and forth, only to find that the spot where the large truck should have been parked was completely obscured.

It must have been because he was seeing things, hence Wang Qing's words of comfort.

He squinted hard, then suddenly opened his eyes to readjust to the dim light.

All that could be seen ahead was darkness; no dark outlines could be discerned.

My trucks? Where's my fleet?

The car keys were still in my hand, and I hadn't heard the car start. Even if the car had been stolen, the lights that came on when it was started would have alerted someone...

How could it just disappear silently out of nowhere?

For no apparent reason, a strange thought arose in Wang Qing's mind. This strange feeling was exactly the same as the strange feeling he had last night.

Seeing Zhu Zhu straining her legs as soon as she left, he disregarded the danger and was about to grab her back.

Suddenly, Ye Ziming's voice came from the shadows: "My god? You actually have a way to sculpt it, not bad. How did you do it? Can you teach me? If I had known you had this ability, you should have said so earlier..."

"Of course!" Wang Qing, who was still surprised, subconsciously replied upon hearing the compliment, "This is just a small perk. Working with me will naturally bring much better benefits and treatment..."

You can only hear its voice but not see its person. Is it even human?

Wang Qing looked around but couldn't find it. Thinking of the flying house, he suddenly looked up and searched the night sky.

With just one glance, he gasped, thankful that he hadn't done anything rash.

At a distance of several tens of meters, a flying house slowly emerges, about two stories above the ground.

At the edge of the flying house, two tall figures stood, holding long guns, the muzzles of which were clearly aimed at the iron gate.

"You're showing plenty of sincerity. So, tell me, how do you plan to cooperate? What demands has Young Master Wang made? You can't possibly think you can just fob us off with this little bit, can you?"

That's Xu Shuai's voice! The person involved has come out...

Holy crap, this thing can actually go up and down, it really is a good thing, no wonder it caught Young Master Wang's attention.

Watching Zhu Zhu being taken to the flying house, Wang Qing glanced down at his inner pocket, suppressed his amazement, coughed, and began to speak:

"Young Master Wang said that as long as you agree to cooperate with us, he will give you whatever you want, and even things you haven't thought of."

"With Young Master Wang's backing, even if you go to the shelter, he will do his best to satisfy you with guns, men, food, status... anything you can think of."

"In this life, what are we pursuing? Why be so fixated on fighting and killing? As long as you agree to cooperate, I can forgive and forget the past."

"Oh, by the way, Young Master Wang also asked me to give you a special message: he's taken all the rare metals around Huadu City..."

Using both sweet dates and sticks, the offensive was fierce, with one side shouting about cooperation while the other was secretly threatening.

She's a master at using sweet talk; most people wouldn't be able to resist. Why hasn't the mutated zombie revived yet? It's so slow...

Xu Shuai grinned and said, "Let us discuss this for a few minutes."

"No rush, no rush. Take your time to think it over. Such an important matter deserves careful consideration."

"That's...that's..."

The two exchanged insincere smiles, creating a warm atmosphere; to the uninitiated, they would have been seen as long-lost distant relatives.

No one tried to take advantage of the situation; instead, they each stepped back and waited patiently.

Wang Qing was waiting for the helicopter that Wang Shao had called, and Xu Shuai was waiting for the zombies that had revived in the pool.

Xu Shuai maneuvered the flying house, widening the distance to 100 meters again. In the brief blink of an eye for Wang Qing, his figure swiftly disappeared into the darkness. He picked up his phone and glanced at the timer:

00: 55: 55

00: 55: 58

......

According to Yin Rui, if the nutrient solution is thrown into the pool, the remains of those mutated zombies will revive again within an hour at most.

It's only a few minutes; Xu Shuai can wait that long.

Upon arriving at the flying house and standing on the deck, which felt as flat as ground, Zhu Zhu was filled with surprise.

Before she could recover from the shock of the flying house, her gaze was drawn to Su Mo and Yin Rui, who each had their own unique looks and characteristics.

Zhu Zhu's eyes darted around, and at the other end of the deck, a woman holding a long gun and secretly practicing aiming caught her attention.

At first glance, this person had exquisite features, fair and delicate skin, bright and moist eyes, and straight, shiny black hair with slightly curled ends tied into a high ponytail.

Immersed in her own world, her focused expression added a touch of heroic spirit to Yang Kexin's already extraordinary temperament.

"What a cool and beautiful woman..."

Upon seeing Yang Kexin, Zhu Zhu disregarded her sadness and rushed over to her side, greeting her warmly, "Sister, you're so beautiful! Do you have a boyfriend?"

Not far away, Xu Shuai watched the outgoing little girl, his gaze following her all the way, his thumb unconsciously pressing on the safety button.

"Sister, could you give me a chance to grind some beans?"