Let’s Squander A Billion First! - Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: The Last Day Tycoon (20)
The base’s military was staging a major operation, and the participants included not only the army but also other recruited teams.

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However, the number of recruits was quite low.

Far below expectations.

But no one could force others to join by pointing guns at them.

Yet, when they drove out, they found another team had left before them.

While waiting to leave the base, someone curiously asked, “What’s that team up front doing?”

Someone in the know answered, “It’s a team organized by one person.”

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“One person? Doing what?”

“Don’t know. A lot of people signed up at the mission hall yesterday, they give out Crystal Cores for participating. If I hadn’t already signed up for today’s mission, I’d have been tempted to join.”

“Big spender… Chuzheng?”

“Who else could it be?”

“Which way are they heading?”

“Seems like it’s also to City A.”

“So that’s the same direction as us?”

“Yeah…”

Chuzheng sat in the leading vehicle, driven by Brother Bao. She had encountered these three men in the mission hall yesterday and, although they were familiar drivers, Chuzheng decided to use them.

The vehicles behind were accompanied by Brother Yong and his people.

The number of Brother Yong’s team had shrunk even further.

Yi Xiao said that after entering the base, Brother Yong’s team had gone through a Split, and that group left with Xiner and others.

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“What about, Lu Ran?” Yi Xiao held back for a long time, wanting to ask since yesterday.

“He ran off.”

“Ran…” Ran off?!

The three didn’t dare to bring up Lu Ran again, feeling that the two words Chuzheng just uttered seemed laced with a killing intent.

The gates of the base opened, and the convoy streamed out.

City A was several hundred kilometers away from the base. On their way, they encountered very few zombies, but the weather was scorching hot, and the vehicles could hardly endure such high temperatures, limiting them to travel only in the early mornings and evenings.

“I’ve been here before,” Yi Xiao remarked. “City A is an import-export trade city. We could go to the port; there would be a lot of supplies there.”

“Others will surely think of that too,” He Cheng disagreed.

Chuzheng got out of the vehicle, told the teams behind to split up and take actions independently, and if they found supplies, they could return to the base first and hand them to her. They would exchange the supplies for Crystal Cores based on the amount found.

The teams gradually split up and left. Brother Yong, swinging his tattooed arm, came over: “How are we going to proceed?”

Chuzheng said, “We’re heading to the port.”

“Alright, I’ll follow you,” Brother Yong replied, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth. “I hope we can find cigarettes there. I’ve been holding onto this one for half a month now.”

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Brother Yong sent his people elsewhere, but he himself got into Chuzheng’s vehicle.

With He Cheng around, their route to the port was exceptionally smooth. Even when they encountered a few blocked roads, they quickly found alternatives.

“Is that the airport ahead?”

Chuzheng suddenly spoke up.

“Yeah,” Yi Xiao nodded. “This airport had just started operations before the apocalypse.”

“Let’s go to the airport first.”

Brother Bao was puzzled, “What are we going to do at the airport? Even if there are some supplies there, it can’t be much, right?”

“Just do as I say.”

Brother Bao shivered inexplicably and quickly drove towards the airport.

The planes at the airport were a mess, and the buildings were also damaged.

In the vast airport, Chuzheng found only two airplanes that were intact: “Do we have any explosives?”

“Huh?”

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Brother Yong approached, cigarette still in mouth, and pulled out a hand grenade: “Just this.”

Brother Bao, uncertain, asked, “Where did you put it?”

Brother Yong patted his pocket.

Brother Bao: “…” Not afraid of blowing yourself up, gangsters are untouchable.

Although Brother Bao was big and burly, he was definitely not a gangster; he was just a fitness coach before the apocalypse, having been fired after receiving harsh complaints from clients.

He hadn’t even had the time to wallow in his job loss when the apocalypse struck.

He saw firsthand how the client who complained about him got devoured by zombies, munch by munch.

At that time, he was terribly frightened.

It took him several days to come to terms with the setting of the apocalypse.

Chuzheng blew up the plane, and Yi Xiao found three helicopters nearby, as if they were there for an extraction, but in the end, no one was picked up, as the pilots were all dead.

The explosion was so loud, yet no zombies appeared at the airport, which might be because it had just been put into use and there were fewer zombies. Maybe they all ran towards the noise nearby.

After destroying the plane, Chuzheng set her sights on the helicopters.

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Brother Yong: “…”

Isn’t this a bit too ruthless?

It was clear that Chuzheng came to the airport with the intention to blow up aircraft.

Brother Yong thought he was ruthless enough.

Compared to the girl before him, his ruthlessness was probably just on the surface. Truly ruthless people act without speaking, like the one in front of him.

After destroying the helicopters, a few zombies mysteriously appeared from nowhere.

Brother Yong had just raised his gun when the zombies crumbled to dust as if they were made of sand, leaving only a shower of powder floating down.

Under the glow of the flames, the girl stood proudly with the wind blowing her clothes, exuding a cold, noble aura, as if she commanded the world with indomitable spirit.

Everyone: “…”

“What… what Special Ability do you have?” Brother Yong dropped the half-cigarette he had been hoarding for over half a month.

Damn impressive!

Just a wave of her hand… one wave, only one, and he saw it crystal clear!

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That was the feeling of having the whole world under one’s feet.

Having struggled in the post-apocalyptic world for so long, it was the first time he had seen such an incredible Special Ability.

Chuzheng kept a straight face: “I don’t have a Special Ability.”

Brother Yong didn’t believe her.

If not a Special Ability, then what was that just now?

He just assumed Chuzheng was unwilling to talk about it.

However, he could understand; aside from the common Special Abilities, most people with unique Special Abilities wouldn’t want to disclose them.

Savvy Brother Yong picked up his cigarette and tucked it behind his ear, trying to remain calm: “The planes are destroyed. Can we go now?”

Just when they were getting ready to leave, several cars drove in and lined up.

The people from the cars got out immediately, heading straight for the burning helicopters.

But it was obviously too late to save them.

A group of people wore ugly expressions.

Ning You turned to look at Chuzheng and angrily accused: “Did you blow up the planes?”

The rest of the group also turned their gaze towards her.

Brother Bao’s trio and Brother Yong all became alert.

Chuzheng denied it seriously: “No, it was like this when I arrived.”

Brother Bao’s trio and Brother Yong exchanged a knowing look at Chuzheng’s words.

How could she deny it with such conviction?

“There’s only you here, if not you, then who?” Ning You wouldn’t believe it: “Did you deliberately blow up the plane?”

She must have done it on purpose!

“No, it wasn’t me, don’t talk nonsense,” Chuzheng said, denying it three times.

Ning You raised her voice: “Then who was it!?”

Chuzheng pointed at a zombie staggering out: “That one.”

Ning You: “…”

Zombie: “Roar!”

The zombie, realizing it was outnumbered and couldn’t overpower such amount of food, actually stopped.

It pretended to sniff around before turning around and shambling back the way it came.

Chuzheng: “…”

So much drama for a zombie?!

Ning You gave Chuzheng a spiteful glare and tipped her head to say a few words to the people beside her.

The group’s gazes upon Chuzheng turned unfriendly.

Some had silently cocked their guns; the atmosphere grew tense, and a cold smirk appeared at the corner of Ning You’s mouth.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

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Zombie: This mess isn’t mine to carry! I’m out of here!