Chapter 200

Chen Mu observed the behavior of Tong Bin and others through the binoculars, taking it all in, but due to the distance some details were not clear, for example whether the steel balls inside the hand grenade had pierced the opponent's defensive shield.

In his view, although the opponent's defense is currently perfect, precisely because it is too perfect, its duration will not be strong.

However, Tong Bin still insisted on moving forward, proving he must be overconfident, otherwise he would not be playing with his own life.

He told Cao Zishan to stop first, then via the megaphone asked: "How many shells are left?"

"Forty-five." Cao Zishan said.

"In a moment, watch my signal and then throw them all down at once." Chen Mu instructed.

"Huh? How do I watch the signal?" Cao Zishan blinked.

However, Chen Mu no longer answered him, turned around and prepared to go down.

"You're preparing to go out?" Dong Junwei exclaimed in surprise.

"Since they are preparing to talk, it shows they don't intend to fight to the death; let's hear what they have to say. Honestly, if we really go into full-scale war, our chances of winning aren't great either."

"But what if they just want to lure you out to ambush you?"

"Not that easy." Chen Mu said: "Everyone's abilities actually have limits now; if the opponent really has a Special Ability that can instantly kill me, whether we go out or not we are doomed to lose."

"Besides, it's not certain who is ambushing whom." Chen Mu smiled.

"I'll go with you." He Ying jumped twice on the spot.

The two of them are well coordinated in combat; even if He Ying can't help, at least she won't hold us back—I won't hold back.

However, Chen Mu this time didn't plan to bring her, saying: "I'm not going out to fight; if we can talk it out, that's best, and even if we can't, you wouldn't think I'm preparing to battle so many people, would you?"

After all, this is a major matter; Chen Mu still had to respect Dong Junwei's opinion.

Dong Junwei glanced at Tang Jing, obviously wanting to ask her opinion.

Tang Jing looked at Chen Mu and said: "You decide for yourself."

Chen Mu said nothing more and slid down the pole to the ground.

Down below, everyone was fully armed with hand grenades; since the alarm sounded, Wei Dalei had immediately led others to move the surviving ammunition from the arsenal, and they are still continuously transporting it.

Chen Mu did not stop them; he didn't know how this battle would ultimately turn out.

Of course.

He still had his greatest hope.

Du Jia Jia rode a cat out; if she could return in time, she could probably keep the situation under control.

However, Chen Mu also didn't dare to pin all his hopes on the cat; last time it wasn't reliable.

Moreover, if Qingbei had really been monitoring this place all along, they wouldn't be unaware of the two cats' existence and still dare to show up so conspicuously, which shows they have made preparations.

The pedestrian passage under the door crack.

Chen Mu took several deep breaths behind the door, then opened it and walked out.

Outside the door.

A dozen or so people from Qingbei were scattered in front; the tall, thin male who could activate the defensive shield would occasionally look upward.

Seeing only one person come out, and that person looked exactly like the portrait of Miao Qingqing, Tong Bin knew it was Chen Mu.

He was about to speak.

Who would have thought Chen Mu would speak first:

"Good morning, everyone, the weather is nice."

Tong Bin looked at his sincere greeting, first startled, then burst out laughing: "Not bad, you're Chen Mu?"

Chen Mu didn't answer but asked back: "May I ask who you are?"

"Didn't An Ruosuo say anything?" Tong Bin tilted his head; his tall frame making this pose gave off an indescribable strangeness.

"Who is An Ruosuo? Sounds like a Korean?" Chen Mu looked puzzled.

Tong Bin wasn't angry at all, still smiling: "Then do you know Song Yu?"

"Ah… I know him!" Chen Mu laughed: "We get along great, we meet every few days; so you're also from Qingbei?"

As soon as he said that, Tong Bin had no reaction, but the dozen or so people behind him immediately stirred.

"What do you talk about when you meet?" Tong Bin asked.

"There's a lot." Chen Mu said: "But could you first answer, who are you?"

"I'm Tong Bin, affiliated with Qingbei."

"Hello, I'm Chen Mu." Chen Mu also replied formally.

"That barrage of shells just now was really something." Tong Bin laughed heartily.

"Just a misunderstanding; we thought you were from Yi Zhong." Chen Mu said: "Didn't hurt anyone, did we?"

"No, not at all." Tong Bin said.

"Well then, what brings you folks here?" Chen Mu asked.

Tong Bin said: "Actually it's just those things; you know, in this situation, more people make things easier. Qingbei has lofty ambitions, confident we can rebuild human society. We've been observing this place for a while, and we just wanted to ask if you're interested in joining Qingbei."

"Before and after, you've sent several groups to persuade us, but the meaning remains the same: we're doing fine now, we have no intention of joining anyone."

"Being fine now doesn't mean it'll stay fine; you don't plan to be stuck here forever, do you?" Tong Bin's eloquence isn't great, but he seems genuinely earnest in persuading Chen Mu.

Chen Mu asked: "And Qingbei—what has it developed into now?"

"At least we don't worry about food; everyone has housing."

"To be honest, we have those too." Chen Mu spread his hands.

"If that's the case, even better; after we merge, whether it's combat strength or living standards, they will surely improve."

Chen Mu fell into thought; after a while, he said: "That seems reasonable."

"So, you agree?" Tong Bin blinked.

"Since it's a good thing, why not agree?"

That's good.

So, when are you coming over? Chen Mu asked again.

Come over?

Exactly, since we're merging, you of course have to come over. Chen Mu said matter-of-factly.

What I mean is... I invite you to join Qingbei.

Why isn't it Qingbei joining us? Chen Mu wondered.

We have more people. Tong Bin said.

We aren't few either. Chen Mu argued.

How many of you are there?

How many does Qingbei have?

An Ruosuo should have told you, right?

Who exactly is that Korean person?

The two of them chattered on like children squabbling, then both fell silent at the same time.

With the small talk out of the way, let's get to the main point. Tong Bin smiled.

Please speak. Chen Mu made an inviting gesture.

We want to take An Ruosuo back. Tong Bin said solemnly.

Not Yang Li? Chen Mu wondered.

Are you admitting that An Ruosuo and the other are with you? Tong Bin's mouth twitched slightly, thinking, Finally I've lured you into saying it.

However, Chen Mu remained calm, his face not flushed nor his heart racing, as he replied:

Who is that Korean person?