"What did you say to him?"
In the car leaving, Xia Na asked Chen Che.
Chen Che seemed to have discussed something extraordinary with that follower of the Apocalypse Society, making Xia Na quite curious.
Chen Che’s lips curved into a playful smile, "I’m preparing to watch them bite each other and enjoy a grand show.
Then we’ll reap the benefits."
"Can it work? I always feel it’s unreliable."
"Nothing in the world is absolutely certain, it’s all up to people. I wouldn’t dare to confidently guarantee success... Nana, help me notify the Special Operations Department; when the leader left, they gave me all the permissions. I need to mobilize people from the Special Operations Department to act at critical moments."
"Don’t you have your own people?"
"You mean Johnny and them? Come on, this is official business. Who spends their own money on official business?"
After chatting a bit, Xia Na asked again, "Isn’t your trust given too cheaply? You just had a few words with that fanatical follower and trusted him so much. He didn’t even care about his wife and child’s lives."
"I naturally have my own ideas." Chen Che just smiled faintly.
Sitting in the car, his gaze swept over the city, a city full of numbness and anger.
It’s hard to imagine that in such an apocalyptic wasteland, such a magnificent city could be built.
It’s hard to imagine that humans cannot escape the struggle for power no matter where they are.
This city, he is still so insignificant.
Chen Che smiled, just closed his eyes, and the system prompt sounded in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations, you have triggered a random mission: "King of the City 1.0"!]
Mission requirement: Please increase your reputation within the Ninth Special Zone to 10,000 within one month!
Current reputation: (2000/10000).
Mission recipe reward: Sea-Embracing Russian Soup! (Mystical)
[Sea-Embracing Russian Soup]: It seems to be able to... absorb everything and transform into its own flavor.]
The suddenly triggered mission left Chen Che in a daze for a moment; after thinking it through, he smiled again.
A thought had suddenly crossed his mind earlier: he is still too small in this city.
This city shouldn’t be , possessing such abundant resources, such abundant manpower, yet everyone is only scrambling for power for themselves.
If a sage were to appear, to advance for the destiny of the human community.
If one could become the king of the city, unify all the city’s resource allocation, military configuration.
Plus, holding the Purifying Fish Soup in hand.
Perhaps the Ninth Special Zone could continue to expand outward.
Perhaps the pattern under this apocalypse could be changed.
Perhaps people here might have a sliver of human rights.
Perhaps fools like Luo Fei wouldn’t be so easily stripped of their thoughts.
Perhaps tragedies would be reduced significantly.
Perhaps humanity could use this as a starting point to rebuild that civilization, stand atop the food chain again, and reclaim lost lands.
Perhaps, in this apocalypse, a civilized world where everyone is equal could truly be built?
He was just fantasizing for a moment.
This damned system just issued such a mission.
Damn it, is the system really trying to make him be such a savior?
He doesn’t have such grand aspirations.
He just wants to be surrounded by girls on each side, not to be a salted fish randomly slaughtered.
To become a sage, you must see if you have the abilities of a sage.
Chen Che felt it seemed kind of interesting.
The Snake Woman Erin received another report from her subordinates.
"You said that man named Chen Che went to that follower’s house, and they talked for a long time?"
"Yes, we don’t know the specifics of their conversation, but the Investigation Department didn’t harass Luo Fei much... Luo Fei seems even more helpless."
"Interesting, what’s the situation now?"
"Chen Che and that captain named Xia Na left, and Luo Fei also left home..."
"Chen Che and Xia Na left? Where did they go next? No other actions?"
"We don’t know currently, without your orders, we dare not meddle too much. We’ve just sent people to follow them from a distance; it seems they went back to An Nishang’s villa without any other action."
Erin frowned, not knowing what Chen Che was up to.
After thinking for a moment, Erin responded, "Don’t worry about them, continue monitoring Luo Fei. If you find Luo Fei having particularly close contact with An Nishang’s people, report to me immediately."
Erin didn’t plan to tell others about this matter; she was ready to claim the credit alone.
She wanted to see what tricks a mere boy toy was playing.
After parting with Chen Che, Luo Fei looked in agony as he sent the bodies of his wife and child to the crematorium for burning.
Bodies decay easily, emitting a foul odor; deaths occur almost daily in the Ninth Special Zone.
The corpse collector of the crematorium is responsible for collecting all the deceased from the Special Zone Nine and burning them daily.
It’s also well, the standard of adulthood in the Wasteland is long different from civilization.
A 12-year-old can be considered an adult.
Even in non-safe zones, there’s no distinction of adult and minor.
They’re all just people.
Here, the physicality of teenagers equates to the renowned adult physique globally.
The natural survival rate of infants is even higher than in the civilized world.
Of course, this is just data from the safe zones, drinking gruel made from gourd paste from birth.
The weak don’t deserve to survive in the Wasteland.
Thus, the daily deaths and birth rate can match up.