Chapter 480

"Let's go, little sister. See if there's anything you need to take. In a while, big brother will arrange a comfortable place for you!"

Zhang Su raised a hand with a very imposing air. He was doing quite well for himself now; from a small squad leader, he had suddenly become a favorite of the leader. However, he didn't act bossy toward Ma Huihui, and the relationship between the two was passable.

Even though she was ten thousand times unwilling, Ma Huihui had to leave this place where she had lived for more than two months. Zhang Su had overestimated her; how could she possibly harbor resentment? She didn't have that kind of mindset at all. As she was leaving, she was still looking at Zhang Su with affection, hoping that a miracle might happen at the very end.

Unfortunately, there was no miracle...

After arranging for Ma Huihui's departure, only his own people remained in the room. Zhang Su looked at Ouyang Qiao and Li Zongkai.

"Old Li, how did you discover this capable subordinate of yours? Tell me about it."

Li Zongkai shook his head with a bitter smile, nodded at Ouyang Qiao, and said, "You tell the leader yourself."

Ouyang Qiao smiled slightly and said, "There is no particularly exciting past between President Li and me. He saved my life, and I originally intended to offer myself to him, but President Li was unmoved. Later, I heard that there was a need to arrange a spy in the Survivor Alliance, so I volunteered to come."

A woman's capital for surviving in the apocalypse is her own body. Although it is cruel, as long as one recognizes this point and makes good use of it, it is not difficult to live a decent life.

Zhang Su clapped his hands lightly and praised, "Old Li, not bad. Only someone who can control their belt can live better in the apocalypse! By the way, let me ask, usually when forces from all directions come here to trade, Liao Youzhi must have gathered a lot of useful intelligence. Do you know if he wrote it down?"

"We know."

Ouyang Qiao continued to answer. She raised her finger and pointed to a door in the corner: "Every time Liao Youzhi worked, he would go into that room. Only he could enter, and he forbade us from getting close. There must be some secrets hidden inside."

"That's right. I caught a few glimpses when Liao Youzhi went in and out of the room. I saw some walkie-talkies and a desk with some simple office supplies on it."

Pan Ru followed up, sighing secretly in her heart. She couldn't see any desire for women in Zhang Su's eyes; he should also be someone who can control his belt.

Zhang Su stood up and walked to the heavy door, knocking on it twice. It was a very sturdy security door. He touched the keypad lock, turned his head, and looked at Ouyang Qiao and Pan Ru with an inquiring gaze, but unfortunately, both of them shook their heads.

"Or... should we try that password?"

Ouyang Qiao suggested.

Zhang Su knew what she was talking about—it was the "5137855" used to control the fire-breathing zombie. He nodded and entered the numbers on the door lock.

Beep, beep.

Two beeps sounded, indicating the password was incorrect.

"Not it..."

Zhang Su pushed hard, and even the soundproof firewall shook, but the door remained unmoved. It was certain that this thing was sturdier than the wall next to it. Then he tried increasing and decreasing the numbers on this password twice, but the results were all wrong.

He didn't dare to continue trying. Based on experience, it would usually lock automatically after five attempts, and it would be very troublesome to open it then.

"Liao Youzhi is so careful, there must be something inside. Big brother, I'll go get the tools and just dismantle this room!"

Zhao Dezhu threw his cigarette butt on the ground and prepared to go get the chainsaw.

"That would be better than just smashing the lock!"

Zhang Su curled his lips. Most keypad locks can be opened with brute force, which is much less trouble than tearing down a house. However, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck his mind, and he looked at Ouyang Qiao and Pan Ru: "Is this lock connected to any mechanism? Will smashing it have any effect?"

"It will. Not to mention destroying it, even a heavy blow will trigger an alarm. But... it seems it doesn't matter much now."

Ouyang Qiao shrugged.

The imperial palace has already changed its name and surname; what is there in the former dynasty's treasury that cannot be opened?

"Haha, then what are we waiting for? Come, come, let me do it. Damn it, this broken lock really thinks it's something special!"

Zhao Dezhu tightened his gloves, intending to vent a little.

"Did you guys forget something!"

Zheng Xinyu curled her lips, very confused as she watched the few grown men arguing heatedly.

Zhang Su and Zhao Dezhu looked at each other, and both slapped their thighs at the same time. "We forgot our God of Thieves!"

Having said that, Zhang Su immediately took out his walkie-talkie to contact Pang Dakun: "Dakun, hurry up and come to the fifth floor. There's a good thing for you!"

"A good thing? Good, good, good, I'll be there right away, Owa!"

In less than two minutes, Pang Dakun rushed in like a whirlwind. Seeing everyone gathered in front of the security door, he knew there was something that needed him. While taking tools out of his pockets, he said: "When Master Kun makes a move, one is worth three. You guys are all useless, all noobs!"

"Little brat, are you looking for death? Who are you calling 'Master'? Believe it or not, I'll put laxatives in your food next time!"

Zhao Dezhu scolded Pang Dakun with a dark face.

"I'm not afraid of that, hehe, I'll secretly swap bowls with Auntie Yu before I eat."

"You damn..."

"Zhuzi, you're bored enough to bicker with a kid. Dakun, stop the nonsense, hurry up!"

Zhang Su was speechless.

"Quick, quick, let Master Kun see what's going on. This kind of small lock, I can take it down in three to five minutes. You guys go over there and smoke a cigarette!"

Pang Dakun hopped and skipped to the front of the security door and began to study the keypad lock.

On the side, Ouyang Qiao and Pan Ru looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and astonishment. Is this person really the leader? Can the leader be so amiable and play around with his subordinates?

Come to think of it, this atmosphere is actually quite good...

Pang Dakun fiddled with the keypad lock, while Zhang Su lit a cigarette and chatted with Pan Ru and Ouyang Qiao about some things regarding the Survivor Alliance. He learned that the next trading day was in three days, at which time forces from the south of Qincheng, including other districts and counties, would rush over to exchange what they had for what they needed.

"The traded supplies are very mixed. Food is actually not the main content; weapons, industrial products, and medicines are all very popular, and there is also human trafficking..."

Ouyang Qiao gave a rough introduction to the trading situation.

"Interesting. I should find time to come and see." Zhang Su touched his chin; this was his first time at such an occasion.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid it won't be as easy as just finding time to come and see..."

Yu Wen said from the side, implying something.

"Right!"

Zhang Su only then realized that he had now become the leader of Beicheng, and the Le-Gou Mall was no longer the headquarters of the Survivor Alliance, but the Tianmayu branch! When people from other places come, they will definitely know that the Survivor Alliance has changed dynasties. As the leader of this large area, if he doesn't show his face, he is afraid that some people will take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Even if no one takes advantage of the chaos to rob, he needs to show up to deter them, otherwise other forces will always have crooked ideas.

"Mr. Yu is right, Brother Zhang. At that time, not only do you have to come, but I, Liu Yao, and Yang Xinci all have to come to give an account. We must let those people know that we are a solid block, inviolable!"

"Speaking of which, when will that solid block be opened..."

After finishing a cigarette, Zhao Dezhu found Pang Dakun crouching with his waist bent and his butt stuck out, holding a flashlight to the keyhole, staring at it. He said unhappily: "Great Master Kun, why have you withered? Didn't you say three to five minutes? It's already been seven or eight minutes, you're damn useless too!"

Pang Dakun scratched his head in confusion, turned to look at Zhang Su and the others, lost his previous proud look, squinted his eyes, and said: "This thing has been modified later; it's different from the keypad locks I've seen. But Uncle, don't worry, ten minutes, no, give me another fifteen minutes, I'll definitely get it sorted out. If I can't open it, I won't eat lunch!"

"That's what you said. If you can't get it done in fifteen minutes, not only will you go hungry, but I'll beat your pig head to a pulp!"

Zhao Dezhu glared fiercely at Pang Dakun.

"Stop teasing him..."

Zhang Su extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table, stood up, and said: "Let's go, let's go to the laboratory and take a look. Dr. Fu is still thinking about those instruments and equipment!"

In order to treat his son's zombification, Liao Youzhi had spent a lot of effort to find some instruments and equipment nearby, which barely satisfied the needs of the scientific researchers.

(End of chapter)