Chapter 451

"President Li, your Civilization Guardians are doing quite well. The area where our Apocalypse Group is located was sparsely populated before the disaster broke out. There weren't many residents near the auto park, let alone large shopping malls. We didn't bring much with us when we fled there, and now it's very difficult to get any supplies. We don't have to worry about food, but daily necessities... fortunately, it's cold now!"

Yang Xinqi shook his head with a bitter expression. He never dared to reveal his true feelings to his subordinates at the camp, always having to put on an attitude that nothing was a big deal. Only now, with people of the same rank present, could he vent his frustrations.

There was no shortage of daily chemical products like soap and shampoo; anyway, bathing was a problem in the cold weather. But toilet paper, a completely inconspicuous item at the beginning, had now become an absolute hot commodity.

"I don't know what the situation is like in other places, but within the Alliance, a small leader of my level can only get one roll a week. It sounds like a lot, doesn't it? But it's barely enough to use, and if it's not enough, you have to spend points to buy it.

The brothers in the team have it worse; they only get one roll every half month. Not to mention the ordinary members—they weren't even considered at first. Later, it was that... Gong Chengming who proposed it, and it was decided to provide ordinary members with one roll a month, but they aren't allowed to buy more after using it up; they have to find their own way!"

Thinking back to when the disaster first broke out, when he would find chairs unclean and use toilet paper to wipe off dust, or tear off a piece to wipe his shoes if they were dirty, Zhang Xin wanted to slap himself.

"Is it that difficult?"

Zhang Su exchanged glances with Zheng Xin and Zhong Xiao, but he felt very happy inside. Difficult is good! As long as you have difficulties, I can help solve them. In this way, the probability of the challenge succeeding would be much higher! Seeing that everyone was still standing by the dining table, Zhang Su suddenly said: "Come, come, sit down first, we'll talk in a bit! That, Xin, Xiao, brew a pot of good tea, and bring some snacks. I remember there's a box of Cantonese egg rolls."

Everyone took their seats. Li Zongkai looked at the busy Zheng Xin and Zhong Xiao with slight curiosity and said: "Mr. Zhang, these two, if I remember correctly, are your wives?"

"That's right, they are."

Zhang Su admitted it generously. There was nothing to hide about such things, and there weren't many—only two. Liao Youzhi even had four women!

"Ah, so it's the sisters-in-law. Hello, hello..."

"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you..."

As soon as the few of them sat down, hearing that the ones serving tea and water were actually the wives of the King of Hell, they quickly stood up again and greeted them very politely. Even Liu Yao endured the pain and accompanied them with a smiling face.

Zheng Xin and Zhong Xiao naturally wouldn't put on any airs; after responding with smiles, they continued with their work.

"Brother Zhang, why let the sisters-in-law do such rough work..."

Zhang Xin had met Zheng Xin and Zhong Xiao a long time ago. At that time, he hadn't had time to understand the relationship between Zhang Su and the others in detail, so he asked in a low voice, quite puzzled.

In the apocalypse, the status of women had dropped sharply, but if one could cling to a leader, it was certainly a life of comfort. Serving tea and water was at most serving the leader alone. He hadn't expected to enjoy such treatment today and felt a bit flattered.

"Haha, we at Tianmayu don't have dedicated service personnel. These things aren't tiring, and it's the same whoever does them. They also participate in combat training normally. The reason Xiao didn't act with the Yama Legion before was because she was on duty in the monitoring room!"

Speaking of his camp's fine traditions, Zhang Su was very proud. He was certain that the places managed by the people in front of him were definitely not as decent as Tianmayu. Now was not the time to be humble.

"We in the Apocalypse Group pursue equality, but it's actually very difficult to achieve. Coming to the King of Hell's territory, I finally know what equality is. It's truly shameful!"

Yang Xinqi looked at the two beauties working and sighed infinitely.

None of them felt it strange that Zhang Su had two female companions; they even felt that with his ability, he should take care of more women...

Soon, the tea was ready and the snacks were set out. Zheng Xin and Zhong Xiao waved to everyone and left the dining room. They weren't interested in what the big men were discussing; it was better to go out and have some fun.

Zhang Su lit a cigarette and was just about to continue the previous topic when he saw Liu Yao's listless appearance. He then remembered that he was still injured, so he pinched a piece of zombie thalamus from his pocket and said: "Officer Liu, catch!"

Having said that, he tossed a piece of thalamus the size of a broad bean over.

Liu Yao raised his still-flexible left hand to catch it, looked at it in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "What is this?"

"Eat it with peace of mind. It's a genetic drug developed by a doctor that can cure all kinds of physical injuries."

Zhang Su gave a simple explanation.

Hearing this, the others cast curious glances at the thing in Liu Yao's hand. A gray, nondescript thing that looked like plasticine, pulled out casually from a pocket—was this a genetic drug?

Fine.

You're the boss, if you say it is, it is... Liu Yao squeezed it with a strange expression; it was still a bit elastic. He sighed heavily, too lazy to question it, knowing that questioning wouldn't be of any use. He threw it into his mouth, bit the bullet, chewed twice, and swallowed it.

Seeing Liu Yao eat the thalamus, Zhang Su nodded, then looked at Li Zongkai and the others, saying: "I've always felt that food is the biggest problem. Are you all not lacking it?"

"As for food, it's okay for now. Food is easy to store in winter, so we have no problem getting through this winter."

Li Zongkai spoke first.

Yang Xinqi continued: "President Li is right. Although the cold weather makes people suffer, fortunately, food doesn't spoil easily. It's not too tight for us either; we can hold out for three or four months. If spring comes normally, we must immediately start farming work."

Zhang Su nodded, touched his chin, and said: "I really haven't focused much on daily necessities. There are so many shopping malls in the city, how could it be difficult?"

"The shopping malls were swept clean in the first month. Now we are all digging things out of residents' homes in residential areas. I'm not afraid of losing face by saying this, but there's really no advantage in the city. If there's anything good, it might be that the buildings are sturdier and closer to our previous living habits, so everyone is reluctant to leave..."

"You, the King of Hell, are more farsighted, leaving the city early to find such a paradise. It's truly enviable."

Yang Xinqi didn't stint on his praise, and everything he said was from the heart. From the moment he arrived at Tianmayu, he felt the various benefits of this place, fantasizing about how wonderful it would be if the Apocalypse Group could live here.

Zhang Su waved his hand, labeling Yang Xinqi as "flattering and sycophantic" in his heart. Judging from his current performance, he didn't know what Yang Xinqi relied on to lead the Apocalypse Group—could it be just his glib tongue?

Li Zongkai didn't pick up on Yang Xinqi's words and said: "Now that the weather is cold, there are still some advantages in the city. The supplies in those apartment buildings are there for the taking, which is enough to maintain basic life. However, industrial products are being exhausted as time goes by. For current humanity, these things are approximately equal to non-renewable resources."

As he spoke, Li Zongkai patted the tissues on the table.

Yu Wen pushed up his glasses and said in a deep voice: "The supplies in the urban area of Qingcheng are getting less and less, so we have to look upstream in the logistics network. Large warehouses and freight stations are concentrated in the development zone of Qingcheng. Have you been there to take a look?"

"Big brother, the spheres of influence of our few families are only in the northern part of Qingcheng. The development zone is controlled by other forces, and the division of territory is very clear. Crossing the line is equivalent to provocation. However, I estimate that going there would be a waste of time; it must have been emptied by those people long ago."

Yang Xinqi spread his hands. The location of the Apocalypse Group was closest to the development zone, only five or six kilometers south. More than a month ago, his people had a conflict with a force in the development zone, and later they clearly divided their respective territories, but it had never been peaceful.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce him. This person's surname is Yu, given name Wen. He used to be a Chinese teacher. Usually, when I'm not in the camp, Teacher Yu handles all the big and small affairs."

Zhang Su introduced him and was just about to speak when he saw that Liu Yao's expression was a bit off.

"Hey! Itchy, damn, so itchy!"

Liu Yao's face turned red, his skin twitched, and it felt as if ants were crawling all over his body, scratching everywhere.

Zhang Xin had been sitting next to Liu Yao, and seeing this, he jumped up and stood to the side, watching with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry, it's fine. This is a normal reaction after taking the medicine. Your injury will heal immediately."

"Immediately?"

As soon as Zhang Su's words fell, the others were shocked.

They hadn't taken Zhang Su's previous talk of a genetic drug seriously at all, but they hadn't expected it to take effect so quickly. It was almost too fantastical.

"No, no, oh my, damn it, it's both hot and itchy!"

Liu Yao didn't care about his image—of course, he never had any image to begin with. He began to frantically take off his clothes: his down jacket, then his sweater, then his thermal underwear, until he was left with only a long-sleeved base T-shirt. He lifted the hem of the T-shirt to the back of his neck and began to scratch his belly with both hands, as well as his fractured arm...

The few of them stopped talking and watched Liu Yao's impromptu performance together.

It didn't last very long, though. After about two minutes, he became completely quiet. His belly and arms were covered in red streaks, some of which had been scratched to the point of looking like *gua sha* marks.

He moved his hands and touched his belly, which had several abdominal muscles, and said in disbelief: "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt. I'm healed, I'm healed! Damn, what kind of medicine is this? It's too awesome. With this kind of medicine, the Yama Legion is truly invincible!"

Liu Yao stood in the dining room, almost shirtless, with exaggerated gestures, his expression full of ecstasy.

(End of chapter)